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Name: Sarah
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| Not thine, my Lord, the darkness is all mine
Save that, as mine, my darkness too is thine:
All things are thine to save or to destroy--
Destroy my darkness, rise my perfect joy;
Love primal, the live coal of every night,
Flame out, scare the ill things with radiant fright,
And fill my tent with laughing morn's delight
~George MacDonald
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| Dumb in the SunFool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, as they say. Guess who got sunburned again? Oh, that'd be me. I slathered on SPF 30, too, naively thinking that I'd beaten the system. Sigh. My shoulders look like a slab of Neapolitan ice cream, barring me from tank tops for a while.
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| Celebrities Are Real PeopleThis report was truly touching.
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| Being chased by small dogs before breakfast is no laughing matter. At least, that was my experience this morning. I was walking down D. Street on my usual weekday morning constitution, oblivious to mostly everything with my iPod strapped in. I do mean mostly everything. I had just crossed an intersection when I heard the insistent and terror-inspiring bark of a fluffy yet apparently feisty canine. Shaking my head to clear the fog of not being awake anymore (remember I'd only rolled out of bed about 7.43 minutes prior to this situation), I tried to gather my wits, such as they ever are, about me. I judged, from the current speed and direction of the barking mop headed my way, that I was dog food in about 8 seconds. Not thinking that I was actually the larger of the two, and maybe he just wanted to get acquainted, maybe introduce me to the gang, invite me over for some good old Texas hospitality, I took to my heels. I sprinted down D. Street as if the Hound of the Baskervilles was after me. I don't even remember what song was playing on my iPod at the time, but I had the strange feeling that some kind of awful chick flick theme, or at least a carnival theme, should be playing while I ran for my life at the hands, or rather, paws of the guardian of the intersection of D. Street and Mississippi. I looked behind me a few times to note the progress and determination of the dog. He ran after me for about 2 solid blocks. Once I turned the corner towards the park, Sparky gave up the chase and returned to his home turf, to continue his faithful and clearly vigilant protection. I laughed inwardly and continued to the park. After I started for home, I approached the now-menacing intersection with caution and a little trepidation, to be honest. I didn't think he'd actually still be there. Surely, he would realize it was time for breakfast. But apparently, this dog does not know how to take a coffee break, because he was watching when I rounded the corner and barked in obvious recognition and began his intimidating pursuit across the street. I backed up quickly and found a different route home. I obviously got a little more exercise than I intended to this morning, which is not necessarily a bad thing, but at what cost? If the Furry Menace of D. Street keeps up the sneak attacks, I might have to find a different route all together.
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We're pretty crazy here in Midland, TX. This was taken from the safety of my covered front porch. Wait for the end, which is pretty impressive... | | |
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