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the real story of a wayward bed
i once owned this bed. i was much younger and i think that the bed had belonged to my mother before i got it. when brandi and i moved in together in the summer of 1997 the bed made the move from dallas to norman. before that it was all cramped in a twin bed. on the trip up the bed fell out on I-35, "splat" between 2 lanes of traffic screaming along at 70 mph. lance pulled over the truck and i jumped out and into traffic holding the bed up on the striped lines. the bed made it to norman in one piece, although a little wet from a shower.

after that the bed moved several times into and out of the dorms and several apartments. then i got my current bed, which is wonderful (sorry mom). the bed went to robert where it stayed for a time until he left norman. goldbug gets the bed next and she hangs onto it for a year or so. now i find out that margaret is getting the bed. funny how things like that travel between friends. totally forgot about that bed years ago and find out that it is still around.

linkland insomnia
check out the like to things better left unsaid it is an anti-journal that i am going to participate in.
discussion putters on at krink's site about work in progress. see the discussion for the post on 04.20.01.

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