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When KZ and Diana Got Married

February 14, 2014 (Fri)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2014)

Day 14: “It has to be aliens”
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On September 21, 2013, I married Diana, the love of my life. We had been dating for nearly ten years before we finally got hitched. In all the time that we had been together, Diana constantly begged me to write a “mushy and romantic” blog entry in which I discussed the many ways that I loved her. For one reason or another, I kept refusing, and I never gave in. I came close to honoring her request once, but then I turned it into one big joke.

Invocation

February 27, 2013 (Wed)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 27: “And That’s Why I Got Drunk”
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We raise our glasses to the inexhaustible variety of life, to all of those separate moments of sameness wrought with stagnancy, or trifling human catastrophe — to those tentative steps towards hopeful beginnings, or in deference to sadder times marked with the bitterness of inevitable ends. We toast to friends both new and old, to the promise or passing of lovers, to mothers both living and long since lost.

The Station at the Edge of the Great Unknown

February 21, 2013 (Thu)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 21: “Last Train”
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A man sits on a bench alone in an empty underground train platform. He sits in silence with none of the customary sounds around him of footsteps, conversations, and the chatter of station announcements crackling over the public announcement speakers. Occasionally, in regular intervals of minutes, a train rushes by the boarding dock in a rush of wind, rumbling echoes, and the metallic whine of dutiful machinery gliding across the rails.

The Grand Promise of Little Things

February 19, 2013 (Tue)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 19: “Little things”
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“I’m really no good at this.” I said, taking a step backward. I pushed my palms out and away from my chest as if I were being held at gunpoint.

Still she persisted. Crystal inched closer with her infant son held forward, beckoning me to grab hold of him as if she were offering a ball to a young child…

Shopping Bags and Domestic Spats

February 15, 2013 (Fri)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 15: “Or else”
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There is a citywide ordinance in San Jose, California which bans retailers from issuing plastic carryout bags to customers. This requires shoppers in San Jose to either carry around reusable shopping bags, or to buy a recycled paper bag at each store for a token fee. While I appreciate the fact that San Jose is attempting to be environmentally responsible with this ordinance, I do have to point out that the plastic bag ban has resulted in a sharp increase of frustrating domestic spats.

A Fine Romance

February 14, 2013 (Thu)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 14: “Where can I get a good blintz?”
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This is a love story borne of coffee, compassion, fatigue, and dry humor. There’s also something in there about blintzes.

Copper: The Lifeblood of Lincoln

February 12, 2013 (Tue)

KZ

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30 Minus 2 Days of Writing

Day 12: “The day I met Abraham Lincoln”
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Abraham Lincoln, the sixteenth president of the United States of America, is a towering giant of history who demands respect. Why then, I ask you, have we Americans placed his face on the one cent penny, the smallest and most disposable denomination in our currency system? I mean seriously, is there a more disappointing sight than Lincoln’s face shown in side profile on a field of copper? Lincoln deserves so much better than to have his legacy tarnished by junk currency.

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