Spitball Army

How to Pull Weeds

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That night, I experienced an extremely vivid nightmare wherein rows and rows of fruit trees marched in formation toward me, hurling rotten tangerines and dirt clods at my head while “The Sorcerer’s Apprentice” roared in the background.

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At Oceanside harbor, California. I am guessing this was taken around 1964.

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One day, on my way in to school, I was coasting down the mountain on my 10-speed and a harried woman came barreling around the corner, rushing to get her kid to school and herself to work on time. She just appeared there in front of me, coming directly at me in my lane. There was no time to react, other than to slam on the brakes and try to absorb the collision with my front tire. And that is what happened.

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I nearly hit the floor when my friend Ben gave me this painstakingly and lovingly made reconstruction of the Beatles’ Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band album cover, as a farewell tribute to my teenage record store, who has flown the nest after 16 and a half years.

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The padre invited me to play a game of cards. I accepted. We played and he won all the sugar. I did not know the game and I had no idea that the priest would win, but he did and I returned home with nothing. When I turned over the sugar to him, Father Menendez said to me: “See here, Pico, it has happened to you as it did to Christ when he came into the world.”

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Form into balls and roll in sugar, flattening slightly.
Press a Hershey’s Chocolate Kiss in the top of each cookie.

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