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Ash Wednesday
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I’m sure I’m going to hell for this (among many, many other reasons), but Ash Wednesday gives me the creeps. Walking through Port Authority and then the subway system seeing dozens of people shuffling to and fro with sloppy, smudged crosses on their heads and glazed eyes always seems to remind me of a zombie or vampire movie. I keep waiting for them to try and eat my brains.
Burning in effigy… or somethin'
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So…. I managed to set myself on fire this past weekend. I suppose it was bound to happen – an uncoordinated yob like me, surrounded with all kinds of hot things. But I should clarify – I didn’t burn myself – I set myself on FIRE. Actual flames. The whole nine yards. I was using the plasma torch, and I guess some of the molten metal landed on my pant leg, because all...
