Spitball Army

About a week ago, on the Facebook website, someone posted an event entitled “Election Day.” Members were asked to choose whether they were “attending” or not, much like R.S.V.P.’ing for a dinner party. I selected Yes, and added a note: You would have to kill me to keep me from attending. I haven’t always felt this way.

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I read with interest your recipe for blueberry glace pie, and was wondering if you have ever tried that recipe with any other fruits as the main ingredient?

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Once the word gets out that my all-encompassing eye has been soaking up details from within the homes of people kind enough to welcome me into their living spaces, I may never get another invitation ever again. But the wall ornament above was a detail that demanded documentation.

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