7.7.01
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A. Tonight, I’m in Boulder, CO.
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A. Yes, I realize it appears that way. But really, I do work sometimes. I’m just on a lucky-streak when it comes to avoiding 9-5 office jobs right now.
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A. Visiting my brothers.
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A. We’ve been mountain biking, swimming, saw most of three movies, went out for dinner a couple of times, went on a tour of Matt’s lab and his college campus.
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A. O Brother Where Art Thou, Moulin Rouge, and some old Jackie Chan movie, back when his co-stars were even worse actors than he was.
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A. Yeah, we are. They take exception to the fact that I inspect their refrigerators and declare them to be Bachelor Fridges.
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A. Bottled water, a brita filter, beer, condiments, peanut butter, frozen entrees, left overs of unknown vintage.
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A. Yeah, they picked on me as a kid, too. We get along much better now that we’re grown up.
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A. Well, as a child, I had this speech disorder in which certain words were pronounced properly in my head, but came out of my mouth sounding completely different. For example, there were years in which I used the word “soasty” to mean “thirsty”. Chris found this an endless source of fun. Jen: “Mom, I’m soasty.” Chris: “Mom, Jenny’s soasty!” Jen: “I’m not “soasty”, I’m SOASTY!” Chris: “That’s what I said, she’s soasty” Jen: “MO-OMMM!”
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A. Matt used to eat chicken noodle soup with a soda straw. His jaws weren’t wired together or anything, he just liked it that way. The noodles slid right up the straw pretty well, but the lumps of chicken would cause a jam.
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A. Chris? Well, I’m sure he did weird stuff too, I’m just to sleepy to think of it now.
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A. Well, it is 2 am. Can’t we finish this tomorrow?