December 3, 2003
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December 5th, 2003.
Somewhere on I-88 in Illinois. We just saw a really spectacular shooting star. It’s not even fully dark yet, and this thing went streaking across the sky like a flaming prince. (Terry Pratchett reference, anyone?). (Listening to Adam Day… and now Buffy – the Musical) Last night we crashed with Kyle Knapp, in Omaha. All…
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December 3rd, 2003
I’ve finally figured it out – what real people do on Thanksgiving. Americans don’t sit around the table talking turkey and politics and what they’re thankful for (okay, MY family does do all that on a yearly basis, but what sort of freaks are WE?). Americans are A.D.D. like crazy. They get bored. And there…