I Don't Belong Here.

a humor blog from the trenches of suburbia.

Another dance competition weekend. The name of the competition is PAC – Precision Arts Competition, and on the way there, my daughter Josephine explained that their gimmick is they sound some kind of siren at the end of certain dances and those girls get to be in a freestyle contest before awards. “That’s when the …

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Tonight Melinda got hit on at Fair Winds, and it was probably one of the most entertaining things I’ve seen there in YEARS. The dude was in a group of bikers wearing cuts who came in around 7. They sat at the bar and drank Kolsch and talked about military stuff. One guy in the …

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