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Hope they sent you her money.

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Only tangentially related but around a decade ago I started getting voicemails from strangers inquiring about free kittens. I eventually called one back and they advised someone had placed a flyer in a building lobby on the other side of the city and my number was on it. I always chalked it up to a typo. Anyway one of the voicemails was from a distraught, unhinged-sounding woman scolding me for giving away kittens because "people use them as food for snakes." Always felt there was a story there, a Palahniuk-esque one at that.

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Love this. Makes me think of a Dean Wesley Smith line that’s stuck with me— “Her smile could melt a window.”

Simple. But when I read it, I then imagined what a window would look like if it actually melted and now I can’t unforget that line.

From his Seeders Universe first book.

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I have some visuals similar to that. Of rooms covered in sticky notes and someone getting like, WAAAAY too much weird snail mail. I've seen it in a few films. I can't remember if I had the idea after/before. But I like those images.

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Fuck! I want that number someday.....I'm jus saying lmfao. You or the Halsey bot's number will do.

Halsey, call me. I'll break my dating rule of not dating anything younger than what I've given birth to......

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I can’t un-remember this advice. Nailed it.

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So true. When at times outside noise robs you of that sweet early morning sleep, It feels like the noise is right there at your face. Like, punching you. And if it's extremely loud, you could even suspect the noise is done on purpose, just to spite sleepers ( I say this cause we used to do it as teenagers, so sorry).

This scene in the tv show Louie, done by Louis CK, paints that experience better than anything I've seen, or read. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rvL6C0jprCw&ab_channel=AhmadMuhammad

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I’ve always quite liked the line “sweat on my back like a layer of frost” from Trainspotting.

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Chuck, I wonder if you would ever (maybe? someday?) consider doing a one-time, several-days-in-a-row workshop. Although it's, of course, not the same as getting to submit work and get feedback week after week--for those of us who can't realistically get to Portland every week, it would be incredible.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who would jump at the chance to get in on something like that.

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Thank you for sharing this. It's a great concept to keep in mind. But don't change the subject. You were on that lady's bank statements. Wanna explain all these purchases for inflatable kangaroos?

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Chuck,

Theo Von & Louis CK are also CHILDREN OF THE PORN

https://youtu.be/41DHmRZy28E?t=2874 (it's time stamped)

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LOL. Last night I was watching a country blues band. I didn't particularly like them until the middle-aged singer talked about how he met his darling wife when he was shopping at the thrift store and he wrote a song about it. The last line of the song was "Let me take you shopping, Baby!" LOL Word.

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Dude, I just got home from Ubering and I got Intel on an underground Fight Club in Connecticut. I'm going to write something up tomorrow because I promised the person who told me about it that you would get a huge kick out of this. It's great shit.....

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"He looked like a frat boy who had eaten too many carbs"

I'm not exactly sure what that means but somehow I know what that means.

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Yesterday, I had the very good fortune of picking up Lucca Gutti from Taft for a 45 minute trip. I couldn't believe my luck because one of the most famous books of all time was set there. I started taking about literature and it was too easy to tell them how I take writing lessons from the author of Fight Club.

Lucca's eyes widened in sheer amazement because there is an underground Fight Club at Taft and he quickly told me the star Lacrosse player is currently sitting out due to a broken collar bone from Fight Club and the injury may or may not fuck his plans to play at Princeton!!!

Lucca lives at Taft during the school year and jets around the world when he's not at school because his father owns a software company. He would be from San Francisco if he was allowed a normal childhood but as this as surprisingly well-adjusted kid said, there are advantages and disadvantages to both worlds.

Lucca, you really out to read the Catcher in the Rye. And hats off to your parents for managing to raise an unspoiled kid even though they can give you everything!

It was truly a pleasure to have met you.....

Chuck, I begged him for this information because I said you would really get a kick out of it so please give him a shout-out and make him the big man at Taft. I was really impressed with Lucca.

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