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Embarrassed to be Alive

Last night while walking Daisy we walked past a basketball court near my house.  There’s always a pick-up game going on, and last night was no exception.  Though typically there are only a couple playing, but this time there were close to twenty guys. 

I know this because, despite wearing headphones, I could heard the echo of twenty men laughing at me.  I still don’t see what the big deal was, so what if I was singing way too loudly to Dr. Dre on my iPod while wearing an “I recycle boys” tee-shirt as I half danced/half walked down the street. This happens to everyone, right?  RIGHT?!


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