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2003-09-05 - 9:59 p.m.

Just got off of work where my stub showed me I got a four dollar raise and my productivety will skyrocket, amazing how capitalism works. Also funny how a guy can only comfortably discuss his stub in public when there is a promise of a spread eagle, the presidents head and something that says in gOd we tRust. Little rewards, little things to look forward to, like the people who sweep up dust, for a living. It is as if the sound of tennis balls being decompressed is not enough. Sometimes I favor the idea of socialism, nobody likes a peacock but then again I like the tennis raquets with the extra wide sweet spots, how did Billie Jean King do it anyway?

Played tennis today and we started out being embarrassed early in the summer. At the J. Gad Smith tennis court there is a couple of U.S. Open caliber players who practice religiously. But that term religiously is a deflated breast and the American infants are teething, nobody goes to church more than once a week. While there, the majority of the people are wondering what it would be like to bang in a pew. Anyway, the woman who was playing (religiosly) has the grunt and the follow through, the Serena muscles too. If you have the grunt down you must be good, so I affected one but it sounded like Elmo trying to give birth to a super furry muppet, I quickly retired it along with my Arthur Ashe impression. As the summer has progressed or come to a painful close, our tennis elbows are swollen, icey hot by night ben gaye by day. My calves have lost their gamer uniformity and I have sunburn in my armpits which is what will happen when you never get that first serve in.

Today I went to see a coworker who gave birth last night to a little girl with a full head of black hair and she was covering it up with one of those hats the gangstas wear, I believe they are called a doo hickey, it serves to keep the heat in. The mother seemed to be in a jolly mood. The room where she stayed is more like a suite. There is a whirlpool in there, a 32 inch tele, surround sound stereo. Women have gone from giving birth in caves to this in several million years and from giving birth in front of their grandparents in dirt floored log cabins with their other children dying of Scarlet Fever or Polio in about a hundred. The mother started in on her (story of pain)despite modern anasthetics I don't think the one woman in the room who hadn't given birth is still planning to. Something about a magic wand, from their my mind started wandering on me.

Remember J. Lo is getting married Thursday Sept. 11, Ben says it will take place on top of a hill in Santa something or rather.

 

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