51 thoughts on “Gas, grass or, sassafras

  1. My Uncle Rocco used to travel to Sicily regularly to see family and would actually do something similar. He said pick-pocketing was rampant, as were spontaneous labor strikes called in the middle of the day.

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    • They say in every joke there is kernel of truth. Though I have never had the good fortune to travel abroad, if I did, I always figured I would do some variation of the post. Though between you and me, I have always disliked carrying things in my front and back pockets and usually rely on the kindness of whomever I am with to carry the stuff for me. That is partly why I still love cargo pants and fanny packs, despite being so out of fashion.

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    • Ahh, yes, at the age of three or four I was obsessed with the Artful Dodger. I listened to the Oliver soundtrack every chance I got. My grandparents took me to see the stage play and I was delighted to see Davey Jones had the part. More on topic, yes, it was nice to be back at a table.

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  2. If only you could also find a way to flatten a piece of coal and stick that in there.
    Or maybe we don’t want to encroach on Christmas’s territory…. :)

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    • That’s great, Seliz. I hadn’t thought of coal, but in the many different drafts, I had: monopoly money, glitter, waffles, a wallet made of waffles (and/or pancakes), a return address and a stamp, a wallet connected to a rubber band (ala Harpo Marx) and some kind of electrical shock device. Nothing seemed to quite work.

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  3. Hahaha. I love the wallet made of waffles. ‘Cause even if it was empty, they wouldn’t have completely lost out, ’cause they’d have a nice snack.

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