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Sometimes I stop dead in my tracks, catalog all the awesome people in my life and shed a tear or two of thanks for all of those that I have in this twisted, fucked up world.

Well, I have them for now.

I just packed up reusable grocery bags into my Travel Choice tote bag so that I can catch the bus to Trader Joe’s to buy food for the week.

[Taken in Delano, CA at Filipino Weekend]

I’m taking the advice of a man I’ve never met and having a handful of nuts for lunch today. But don’t be alarmed!  I doubt I’ll be doing any squats.

P.S. I’m trying to update this blog more instead of relying on Twitter. How am I doing?

I just had a conversation with my father about five minutes ago that I am still laughing about. I was just sitting at work, blogging on my blog about blogs, when I see Dad Cell on my phone. I picked it up and carried it to the lobby where I get better reception.

Me: Hello?

Dad: Okay. I am going down here to this little ol’ couple’s house to pick up some fresh hen eggs. They live in just a little ol’ shack, but they have hens and chickens, and they gather fresh brown eggs every day. So, that is where I am headed.

Me: Okay. Wow, that sounds good. (In my head: Why the hell is he calling me at work to talk about eggs?)

Dad: They are good. There is another place that has fresh hen eggs for $3.75 a dozen.

Me: Huh. (In my head: Is he drunk?)

Dad: Oh yeah, and they are good, too. They taste so much better fresh.

Me: Yeah, that sounds really good. (In my head: I know he is diabetic. Is his blood sugar so low that he is delirious? Should I be alarmed?)

Dad: You had some, remember?

Me: No.

Dad: Yes, you do. You came down here and I gave you some. You were going to use the ones you brought…

Me: Dad, who do you think you are talking to?

Dad: Uh oh, who is this?

Me: This is Brittney.

Dad: Oh my Lord, I thought this was your sister. I got disconnected from her, and tried to call her right back. I got a new phone where you just speak the name and a new Bluetooth, and I can’t hear shit. I can’t believe you just let me ramble on like that.

Me: I thought you might be drunk.

(Not my receipt.)

UPDATE: I’ve linked to more info about the 4% health care charge in the comments.

Taken in the Bay Area. Hooray for mass transit.

UPDATE: This one was taken in San Mateo:

A photo of one of my favorite little girls has just decided my day. Today I will dream big, play hard, imagine impossibilities and do so with my tongue sticking out. I might even wear a cape.

• Eating virginal vegan salad. No cheese even. Just lettuce, beans, carrots, avocado, mushrooms and peas. Disgusting.
• Going to attempt to bathe the itchy boy dog tonight. Gonna have a drink to take the edge off first. Wish I could give him one too.
• OH: “If I were Obama I would be like, ‘McCain is a hater. He needs to quit hatin.’ That is my doctrine! The Parker doctrine: Don’t Hate.”