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Jul.23.2008
"Wait, go back!" I say perhaps a little too urgently as The Kid flips through the van radio, pushing every button over and over again. "That?" "No, back more." "That?" he asks, as something by Offspring rattles the speakers. "No, more, go back  more...
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Jun.24.2008
It was late when my cell phone rang, shaking me from the stupor that even my book, “Bonk: The Curious Couple of Science and Sex,” crashing onto the floor for the fifth time couldn’t do. It was Sara. “You asleep?” “Well, I’m not exactly sure but I’ve read the same paragraph four times now — more,...
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Jun.20.2008
It was almost half-way through the soccer season when Sara, her hand deep into the bag of organic, fair-trade flax seed blue corn chips I brought, asked me, "Who's that?" "Who?" "That brunette over there." "I dunno. Must be related to one of the players. I've seen...
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Jun.11.2008
When a few of my friends got together recently — some in struggling marriages — we started talking about the good things that have happened to us because of our divorces. Overall, a lot of good had come from them, so I was originally going to blog about that, but the concept of "freedom"...
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May.30.2008
"You really look lovely tonight, Kat." "And you, Nate," I teased, "you really do need to get that Lasik surgery you've been hinting at." We were at Fish, sharing a platter of fish and chips — well, playfully fighting over the chips — and digging on each other's...
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May.20.2008
“Are you sure there’s crab in this?” Anna asked a waiter passing by as she, her friend Neal and I sat before a shared plate of crab cakes at a local eatery one Sunday. “It’s impossible to find any,” she said. “Yeah, kinda like trying to find a smart, attractive, grounded man in Marin,” I observed...
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