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Aug 2nd, 2017 at 8:31:20 am

tcr! tcr! · Aug 2, 2017 at 8:31 am

The Dark Tower Fandango tickets

The Dark Tower opens this Friday. I have it on my calendar that it opened last Friday. 🙄

I don’t know what it is with me and movies lately. It’s like I’m living in the Mid-World dimension.

#thedarktower

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Clown shoes, blue and red

tcr! tcr! · Aug 1, 2017 at 9:08 pm

blue and red clown shoes

Blue and Red Clown Shoes

Wear these blue and red clown shoes with a clown costume. Any clown costume. They are completely appropriate for clowns in any setting.

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I probably need these for the upcoming IT 2017 movie premier. Here’s the Official Trailer 1 if you haven’t seen it.

#fashion #it

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Aug 1st, 2017 at 5:42:13 pm

tcr! tcr! · Aug 1, 2017 at 5:42 pm

When it’s been a long day the mouth filter slips down an inch or so more and I tend to start talk before thinking.

As an example… Less than an hour ago I told the Starbucks lady to “hustle” while she was grinding my coffee beans.

I may not have been joking. Maggie may have been mortified.

If you’ve never been mortified in my presence we haven’t hung out nearly enough.

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jimi hindrance experience · Aug 1, 2017 at 7:17 pm

It’s hard to mortify me.

tcr! tcr! · Aug 1, 2017 at 8:42 pm

That’s the right answer 😉

jimi hindrance experience · Aug 2, 2017 at 1:30 am

My mom always accused us kids of mortifying her. We were guilty of ignorance of things she should have taught us and she was guilty of not packing for the guilt trip.

Talk about mortifying? It has been well documented in these pages about the time mom got shit faced drunk in the middle of the afternoon at the Country Club, on a weekday, and drove a station wagon full of kids home. Ran a red light. The guy she almost creamed followed us home and screamed at mom from the bottom of the driveway and somebody called the old man. He comes home from work. Tells me, “Don’t let her leave!” I’d of been mortified if I’d known what it was. Instead, i disassociated myself from the whole affair. Didn’t come up for air until approx 1983. Disassociation is a neat trick, but it has side effects.

tcr! tcr! · Aug 2, 2017 at 8:51 am

Disassociation — the cool kids shouldn’t know of this magic as much as they do. I have too many stories, none I’d like to ever write down.