I went with my Dad to South Haven to look at some cars. When I was being brought home, my dad said, "We're going to get you a car." Well I had interpreted that to mean that I would be getting a newly purchased used car. I was wrong. Dad gets a truck. Mom gets a car. I get the crap ass van that my sister was driving while she gets Mom's old Saturn. I should be happy that I am at least getting something to drive. But I'm not. I'm bitter. Does that make me a bad person? It sure sounds like it.
Holland -- Well, not *that* Holland
This year I finally made a trip up to Holland, Michigan to attend the Tulip Festival. It was a beautiful day. A lot of the flowers seemed pa...
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In every election I’ve voted in, polls in Michigan open at 7am and stay open until 8pm. I thought that I would go and vote when the polls o...
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A few obnoxious teens came into the store today that reminded me to tell the world: I hate popped collars. Seriously, I think that the guys ...
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...or Happy Holidays! I went to the post office this afternoon to get some extra stamps. I left with a a sheet of Kwanzaa stamps! How awes...
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