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| After breaking the seal on a bottle of Maker's we spent all night
in the smoking car with Flanna (her parents had hoped for a boy to be named
Flanagan), Casey, Hayes, and Wes. We smoked Casey's homegrown but powerful
shake in the ladies lounge and Casey and Wes took turns at the guitar. Casey
got off a good refrain with, "Buy all you can, buy all you can, buy all you
can...." He pitied our visit earlier that day to the Mall of America, where
Sarah and I thought about riding the rollercoaster but instead settled for
a Sbarro pie which we devoured in the parking garage listening to an NPR
bull session about reason versus intuition led by the director of the Ayn
(rhymes with mine) Rand Institute. |
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