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Archive for May, 2007

05/30/2007

Weekend Recap

What I did with my Memorial Day vacation.   By Hannah Wallace   Cheetah Club Boyfriend declared it “a whole lotta weekend: beach, party-crashing attempts, basketball hats, ducks, comedy, deep-fried hot dogs, Stanley Cup finals and love bugs.”   (Add to that list last night’s Tool concert—which, oh my God, you guys, was so damn […]

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05/24/2007

Affordable Housing

  Be they ever so humble, our local pads are more than adequate.   By Hannah Wallace   I grew up in this town, so during my shaky post-college employment/unemployment roller-coaster-of-income, I’ve reverted back to rent-free living at the ‘rents more times than I care to admit. But when I’m not crashing in my childhood […]

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05/16/2007

Bed Head

The fine art of indulgent squalor.   By Hannah Wallace I got up at noon on Sunday.   Dragged myself from the bed to the toilet (all of 12 feet away). Dressed myself from the pile of warm-up pants and t-shirts I’d stepped over on my “morning” “stroll.” Ate an apple and drank the last […]

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05/11/2007

Weekend Plans

No day of rest for the weary.   By Hannah Wallace   I don’t know that I’ll necessarily have any stories to tell about this coming weekend, but because my calendar (the one in my head; I’m too lazy to write things down) is full up for the next few days, I can at least […]

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05/8/2007

Smoke Near the Water

  Underscoring the buildup to summer showers.   By Hannah Wallace   Um, I was in the process of writing about something else, but I feel the need to comment on the obvious: It’s smoky as hell outside. (Nice how that infernal phrasal tic worked pretty well in this case.) I sincerely thought someone was […]

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05/3/2007

Halved Productivity Poem

Passive-aggression in the workplace.   By Hannah Wallace   “I may have halved my productivity, but I’ve doubled my job’s entertainment value.”—Me, ca. 2001   Some recycled rhymes for your Friday workday pleasure. This was the final product of a three-month stint at a local cubicle barn (my Christmas poem, if you remember, came from […]

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05/1/2007

One Big Happy Hockey Family

Southwest Florida hockey players are an in-breeding bunch.   By Hannah Wallace   “At most weddings, people talk about how nice everyone looks. At a hockey wedding, you hear, ‘I think Detroit’s going to wind up playing Calgary in the first round.’” –A guest at Lefty’s wedding THE HAPPY COUPLE: The newlyweds take their first […]

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