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Steve Rogers, 678-136-7092

tcr! · Jan 9, 2019 at 7:24 pm

Steve Rogers, 678-136-7092 Calling 678-136-7092

Dammit, the number’s been disconnected.

#photos #missedconnections

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DP · Jan 9, 2019 at 7:40 pm

Sorry you missed me, I’m currently hiding from Thanos. If you’re not him, leave yer jizz, I’ll cum back yer way… beeeep

tism tism · Jan 10, 2019 at 9:53 am

“It’s not a phone company issue sir, it’s yer DAMN FAT DIGITS!!”

tcr! tcr! · Jan 10, 2019 at 10:19 am

I have put on a few pounds this winter.

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freqnasty · Jan 9, 2019 at 10:29 pm

Very cool mate!

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tcr! tcr! · Jan 10, 2019 at 7:39 am

After a closer look it looks like I didn’t even dial the number right 🙄

keamoose keamoose · Jan 10, 2019 at 9:54 am

You’ve won a chance to play again!

reiner_j · Jan 10, 2019 at 10:09 am

Didn’t wanna call you out bro….

tcr! tcr! · Jan 10, 2019 at 10:19 am

All good. I can take it so long as you’re gentle.

reiner_j · Jan 10, 2019 at 10:19 am

Lol

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Oct 7th, 2018 at 12:55:58 pm

tcr! · Oct 7, 2018 at 12:55 pm

When you’re in SuperTarget and see another dude yawning, do you ever just want to wink at him, add a little mystery and intrigue into his life?

I thought so.

#socialproblems #missedconnections

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sara sara · Oct 7, 2018 at 1:25 pm

That kinda thing is more appropriate across the street at Walmart.

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Each and every fallen crumb

tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 12:32 pm

As I was sitting again at a stoplight on Randall Road this morning meagerly minding my own matters, I casually looked to my left and noticed a dude in a car beside me having his breakfast. It was an Egg McBiscuit from McDonald’s. Or whatever they call them.

In another era I, too, ate mobile breakfast sandwiches behind the wheel before work so I knew of his quest.

These years I craft my McMuffin clones at home, fine tune them to my exact specifications as if I were indeed Chef Michael Haracz of Schaumburg.

Now then this non-clandestine commuter was also drinking heartily from a Diet Coke. In a plastic bottle, mind you. I don’t know about you guys but that didn’t sit well with me. Not that I have anything against Diet Coke or bottled soda but cola and eggs should never cross paths in my mind. Or in my mouth. Maybe Chef Haracz would disagree.

Even more, I questioned the crispness of this soda. “Dear god,” I prayed, “let this man not be guzzling from last night’s cola bottle.”

Anyways. His refreshment is beside the point.

As he was lost in his own world of crumbling biscuit and melted cheeses, as he was navigating the creases of his wax paper with advertising tattoos, I wanted to raise my octopus coffee cup like a chalice to him in like a good morning salute. Let him know that he wasn’t alone in his adventure, alone in the cosmos.

That there was another traveler traveling a similar path on this very day. Watching him feast from my mechanical four-wheeled steed, nary but a few hours from dawn’s first light. To salute him in a way that let him know I approved of him savagely attacking his breakfast quest.

And also that I admired his simultaneous command of the steering wheel, McBiscuit, and the very Diet Coke bottle I so despised.

But I didn’t.

Engaged and supportive readers, I was worried that I would break he and his horse’s stride. Because seriously, this dude was going after each and every fallen crumb from his McBiscuit. I doubt if any escaped. Or if he abandoned any yellow scrap of folded egg as his mouth-scissors cut their way through the biscuit-bites.

So, sadly there were no traffic salutes. No shared stoplight connections.

Alas, our cars are often akin to isolated bubbles of oblivion. And having another driver willingly acknowledge whatever self-pursuit we’re pursing can make us feel uncomfortable in our upholstered seats and fastened buckles. I didn’t want to embarrass him as he was so eagerly and delightfully fueling his body for his next adventure.

When the light changed from halt-red to go-green his travels took him west and mine took me farther north.

Now as I sit eating the couscous I didn’t spill yesterday, I wonder to myself if that dude’s day could possibly have gotten any better. Any better than those few minutes he had alone. Enjoying his solitary but obviously satisfying, portable goodness.

#randallroad #missedconnections

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curtains · Sep 10, 2018 at 1:07 pm

People watching is true entertainment! Thanks!

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 1:49 pm

You are most welcome!

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Mark · Sep 10, 2018 at 1:07 pm

thats 3 minutes of my life i’ll never get back

Cmon Eileen · Sep 10, 2018 at 11:37 pm

Were you waiting for the biscuit eater to toss his trash out the window and speed away? I was.

Mark · Sep 11, 2018 at 3:07 am

and then go to a mattress store where the power was out and run into a skunk

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Kelly K · Sep 10, 2018 at 1:32 pm

Great imagery!

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 1:50 pm

I do what I can while waiting in traffic.

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tamaraholby · Sep 10, 2018 at 2:40 pm

Great read!

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Dorencz · Sep 10, 2018 at 3:18 pm

Your story is way better than the guy I saw picking his nose yesterday. 😂

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:20 pm

The next time he does that just honk your horn. Ain’t nobody need to see that.

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Ritch Ason · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:12 pm

This makes me want to write about what I did one time…I was eating a sandwich, putting on mascara, and driving with one hand. I was young. And I was speeding down route 64…I got pulled over. And my license was expired by one week. Into the clink. My one and only time lol.

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:13 pm

What kind of sandwich?

Ritch Ason · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:31 pm

I believe it was some sort of ham and salami I worked in the deli at the Walts grocery store in Wheaton and they sent me for a deliver to Saint Charles. All the butchers were really good looking (my future husband was there) so I was getting dolled up. LOL….

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 10:48 pm

I knew there was a boy in your story somewhere 😊

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Ritch Ason · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:13 pm

Uh oh I better delete that lol

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Angie Bee · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:20 pm

Gifted writer, you are

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 10:50 pm

You I give thanks 🙏

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nis · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:31 pm

I LOVE this!

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jentel · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:53 pm

We need to get you some books on tape or an Audible subscription for your travels. 🤔

tcr! tcr! · Sep 11, 2018 at 9:25 am

I have a hard time with Audible. People going on and on about how they were listening to podcasts with it but then I go and look how to get my podcast listed with them. Did I find anything helpful? No, of course not. I can’t have nice things.

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Anna KL · Sep 10, 2018 at 4:53 pm

This is cool 😂👍

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 10:50 pm

Thank you! 😎

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tamaraholby · Sep 10, 2018 at 5:04 pm

I once saw a man playing a guitar in his car on 88

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 10:50 pm

I hope he was in the backseat 🤭

tamaraholby · Sep 11, 2018 at 8:39 am

no front seat , driving

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jfender · Sep 10, 2018 at 5:20 pm

Dr Pepper for me!

tcr! tcr! · Sep 10, 2018 at 10:49 pm

Dr. Pepper is the only thing I’ll drink at Doughocracy in Geneva.

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sinceresarcasm · Sep 11, 2018 at 12:53 am

How are you at public speaking??

tcr! tcr! · Sep 11, 2018 at 7:23 am

I do fairly well once I get going. It’s that whole anticipation thing though. Driving to the speaking engagement and all I can think is… what if when they call my name and I’m walking to the head of the class, my left shoe is haphazardly tied and I do the typical impromptu trip/fall but this time I’m not able to roll it into a saving grace, come out on top like champ somersault.

sinceresarcasm · Sep 11, 2018 at 2:13 pm

Have you ever heard of The Moth?

tcr! tcr! · Sep 11, 2018 at 2:47 pm

Yep! My girlfriend and I were at their Technology storyslam in Evanston this past June. It’s also one of my favorite podcasts.

sinceresarcasm · Sep 11, 2018 at 9:40 pm

Yessssss!!!! I so want to enter and make my way to the GrandSlam! You would be great on stage!

tcr! tcr! · Sep 11, 2018 at 10:19 pm

Do it!!!!

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vk swartz · Sep 11, 2018 at 7:08 am

Enjoyed your story!

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Redmond · Sep 12, 2018 at 11:20 am

You had me at ‘crispness’

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No sign of Beans since 4:30 pm Saturday

tcr! · Aug 12, 2018 at 11:25 am

No sign of Beans since 4:30 pm Saturday

Where is the special spot? Who is Beans??

#photos #missedconnections

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My flt information

tcr! · May 9, 2018 at 9:37 am

Shit happens when you’re a kid. And then sometimes you make shit up about somebody else’s kid when the mom accidentally emails you.

My flt information

#email #missedconnections

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State Farm calls for Floyd

tcr! · Apr 24, 2018 at 5:26 pm

State Farm calls for Floyd

Seriously, they never stop.

#doctorfloyd #missedconnections

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Ye old anti-climatic climax

tcr! · Feb 17, 2018 at 8:00 am

Audio (MP3): 20180217 - Ye old anti-climatic climax

Blue Goose of St. Charles, Illinois

There’s an Italian mobster that lives up the street from me. He looks Italian but maybe he’s Greek. I’ve never talked to him but we’ve exchanged waves at the communal mailbox. I have a theory that he’s in the witness protection program although I don’t have proof to back that up. After seeing him mow his lawn I suspect he doesn’t like egg noodles and ketchup.

His daughter is Egyptian. Well, one year for Halloween she was dressed up as a pharaoh so I don’t know if that actually qualifies her as being a true Egyptian.

Anyway, this morning we both left for work at roughly the same time. He followed me out of our neighborhood, down Division Street, up along the Fox River, across the Prairie Street bridge, and then… He turned north on 1st Street toward Blue Goose[1] and I continued west on Prairie.

During our minor caravan I thought for sure he was tailing me. He probably was. Maybe there’s a hit out on me, I don’t know. Maybe he wanted to wait until we were side-by-side and then give me a manila envelope with crop forecasts for orange juice.

But he didn’t.

And that avid readers, is the end of the story.

Ye old anti-climatic climax.

But wait, the real story is that sometimes we can be going down a certain path, have a good feeling that something extraordinary is about to happen. And then the story ends. That lottery ticket ends up in the trash with all the others. We don’t get a leg up on the frozen OJ market and live out our lives on a tropical beach.

Okay fine, I can get sucked into the “what I have is not enough” and more[2] as much as the next Clarence Beeks or that there’s something missing and only if I could get the right hair cut then I’d be truly blessed.

However, to be truly and fundamentally happy in this very moment, we’ll never go wrong with simply appreciating what we have. Plus, we can always take action to make things happen rather than plodding along waiting for the universe to hand us our next winning lottery ticket.

When I do win the cosmic lottery it feels unlike anything else, the clouds have parted and the heavens rain magic down upon me. Flashy, life changing miracles only make me want more of them. They promote the good feeling that there’s something more to life than just “this.” But really, enjoying the simple miracle of what’s right in front of me pays overall higher dividends. It’s sustainable, too, something I can do every day regardless if I’m driving to work or tying my shoes. Granted, driving the same route to work can get more than mundane and maybe that’s why I tend to day dream.

But my point is that it’s not very often our cosmic path takes a life changing turn. Life just continues on as it always has and we’re only left with what we’ve always had. But there’s nothing wrong with that. Sometimes our courses don’t need corrected. What we have now is enough.[3]

In related news, on my way to work the only parking lot I see that’s consistently plowed is the liquor store on the corner of Prairie and 14th Street. Your call if that’s fortuity.

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  1. Somehow Blue Goose generally works its way into my local stories. I don’t know why. It’s not on purpose as I don’t have a paid shoutout gig with the neighborhood grocery store. Maybe it’s simply because it’s the friendliest store in town.

  2. As an example: Doing more, more, more

  3. Or is it? Who doesn’t want a fairy tale?

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jimi hindrance experience jimi hindrance experience · Feb 19, 2018 at 1:23 pm

I don’t get the Clarence Beeks reference. I googled him and remember the character but I don’t understand his significance.

tcr! tcr! · Feb 19, 2018 at 1:28 pm

In Trading Places, Clarence was the guy giving the orange crop forecast to Winthorpe and Valentine in the dark parking garage. It was a covert operation of course. His character was also always in it for himself.

tcr! tcr! · Feb 19, 2018 at 1:32 pm

Okay, referencing Beeks was a bit of a stretch. 😊

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What to do when someone bails the conference call

tcr! · Feb 10, 2018 at 8:33 am

Audio (MP3): 20180210 - What to do when someone bails the conference call

Question posted to Facebook:

Just got stood up for an 8am conference call. Any suggestions for punishments for the offending party?

My answer:

I just like to stay on the call even when nobody shows up. I relax, have a nice cup of tea for an hour or so. Enjoy the silence. Wonder what I’m getting for my birthday this summer. Wonder why I still think about my birthday presents at this age. Sometimes I’ll even check the expiration date on my Hot Tamales. Have you ever had a stale Hot Tamale? Don’t bother with them. They’re the worst.

Abandoned conference calls are one of those rare moments in life when you get a freebie. Like when you pull into a parking spot where the previous guy over paid. You have an hour, all expenses paid trip to wherever you wanna go. Nothing can touch you because you’re booked for that time slot. And then when your boss asks “how was the call” you can say, “Pretty low-key. No real action items on my end.”

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Floyd Dunn, Director of the Bioacoustics Research laboratory

tcr! · Jan 24, 2018 at 6:49 pm

Dr. Floyd Dunn

I answered a phone call from Troy, NY because I’m in a grump mood. But the cosmos saved me from myself (again) and the caller was nice, just doing research for a student body, something or another.

Since Floyd was fresh in my mind, I put on my Dr. Jones’ fedora and probed her for details. My main takeaway was that it sounded like Floyd had worked in education.

Dr. Floyd Dunn, I have you now.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Floyd_Dunn

Floyd Dunn (April 14, 1924 – January 24, 2015) was an American electrical engineer who made contributions to all aspects of the interaction of ultrasound and biological media. Dr. Dunn was a member of Scientific Committee 66 of the National Council on Radiation Protection and Measurements as well as many FDA, NIH, AIUM, and ASA committees. He collaborated with scientists in the UK, Japan, China and Post-Soviet states.

Too bad you really are dead. I would’ve liked to know you. Maybe given you a call, shared insurance quotes and acoustic radiation detection.

Okay, I’m not 100% this is my Floyd but this guy’s a doctor who once lived in Illinois. Out of all the Dr. Dunn’s I researched, I feel this is the most likely. Doctors like to be online. They like to be found.

#doctorfloyd #missedconnections

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keamoose keamoose · Jan 24, 2018 at 8:03 pm

I’m weirdly sad about this.

tcr! tcr! · Jan 24, 2018 at 8:28 pm

Yeah… me, too. Floyd has been a barb in my side for many months. But seeing his face turned him into a human.

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Why I never answer my cell phone

tcr! · Jan 23, 2018 at 9:29 am

Audio (MP3): 20180123 - Why I never answer my cell phone

A few years back someone by the name of Floyd inadvertently gave my cell number to his insurance agent. And then that domino’ed into my number getting on every insurance company’s call list.

I’ve tried being nice to them, tried asking them to put me on their DO NOT call list. I’ve tried being mean, tried being funny, tried all sorts of things to get them to just stop. I even told them for a while that Floyd was dead and didn’t need insurance anymore.

But once you get on any kind of insurance call or mailing list, you’re screwed. You might as well throw your phone in a dumpster, shave your head, and go live the monkeys. It won’t matter that you’re not Floyd. They’ll find you and call you from Troy, NY and from Arlington, MA and from La Grange, IL and from even from La Habra, CA.

Same goes for car dealerships. I get about five emails a week asking if I want to renew the manufacturer’s warranty for the Nissan Cube I bought in 2011. They’ll even throw in a free oil change. I don’t even own the Cube anymore. Last sales guy that called me, I told him that Cube was the biggest piece of shit I’d ever owned.

Please note: this is why I never answer my cell phone. Even if the caller ID says that you’re in my contacts, I won’t believe it. One time an incoming call came up with my mom’s number and it turned out to be Jaclyn Smith. Okay, that’s a lie but man, did you guys ever watch her in Charlie’s Angels? Never mind, Jaclyn has nothing to do with Floyd.

Jaclyn Smith - Charlie's Angels

I looked up Floyd once on my lunch break. I can’t remember his last name but I do remember that he is/was a doctor. Dr. Floyd. Probably watching Netflix and filing out a GEICO car insurance quote and then typo’ed his cell number. That’s the kinda thing that happens when all your appointments get filled for the day and you throw a fit.

I don’t know if Dr. Floyd is still alive or not. He’s dead to me. Him and the insurance he rode in on.

Anyways, below is a script I tend to use if I’m feeling feisty and an unknown caller rings me for Floyd.

Season to taste but use your best southern goofball accent:

“Floyd? Well no, Floyd can’t come to the phone right now. He’s over in county lockup. He’s framed a course. He didn’t steal those 12 quarts a syrup like Randy said. He knew about Randy’s plan ahead a time but jus knowin’ don’t make ya a maple thief!

I don’t really blame ol’ Randy for wanting to steal all that syrup. Boy, I do like that, that syrup from the Walmart.”

If the caller is still with me I continue with:

“Well hell, ya probably jus wanna talk with Floyd. If ya got a pen I can give you his address over at county.

What was your name again? Ya sound familiar. Were ya at the Earlville Country Club last weekend?”

PS- If I go off on a Charlie’s Angels tangent for a few days, this is why.
PS×2- instagram.com/helloitsjaclyn/

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tcr! tcr! · Jan 23, 2018 at 3:46 pm

Looks like Floyd is looking to expand his doctoral operations out west 🤔

Floyd is looking to expand his doctoral operations

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