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Monday, January 31, 2011

Pick an Oak

Matt’s back is to me as I enter the kitchen. He’s emptying the dishwasher and the sounds of our odd collection of plates banging into one another partly masks my entry from the hallway.

“Hey Matt”

He jumps but not high enough.

“WHAT,” he answers

“Marianne is taking me to a puppet show tonight in Boston.”

“Why not drive into a tree right now?”

“No, no. It’s an adult puppet show presented by socialists and anarchists.”

“Pick an oak.”

posted by michael at 6:42 pm  

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