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March 27, 2006

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37) Have you ever eaten dog food?

We make Zeke's food. A cup brown rice, a can white meat chicken, in the food processor until the consistency of dog food.
It's not bad.

Sounds good, actually. Having grown up in a town where they MAKE dogfood is probably an off-putting factor. Dog food is cooked -- and believe me, you don't want to know what goes into it, or how it makes the town smell.

I was afraid of the dark for a week about 25 years ago.
I was about to quit a job for the first time and I was agonizing over the decision.
Now, outside my apartment, the city was repaving River Street and had planted 55-gallon drums in holes where new manholes were to go. One night, some kids in a probably stolen car started racing up the street to see how many barrels they could clip.
Half awake and stressed-out as usual, I heard a rolling "boom ... boom" that sounded at first like thunder, then like cannon fire. A few seconds later, there came a "Boom" from down the street and "BOOM!!" in front of the house, and I leaped from bed, shouted something and ripped down the blinds to see what it was.
The uproar that followed took a while to sort out.
The next day the police told me about the car and said it had left its oil pan at the east end of the street. I went home feeling less mystified.
But that night, I couldn't shake a feeling there was something in the shadowy corner by the closet. Even when I went over there, I couldn't convince myself it was all in my mind. It took at least a week to go away, but -- I got over it completely when I left the job.

What a great story!

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