What a day to start a blog! The events of today in and around the concrete 27 box was enough excitement for a month. It all started in a blaze of glory (a candle in the wind). Raise your hand if you knew garbage trucks could catch on fire? I mean most garbage is soaking wet isn't it? What could have possibly been purcolating inside that thing to ignite such a fire? Pop rocks and coke, menthos and pepsi, baking soda and vinegar. Who knows, but surely the 20 firefighters who were standing around watching 3 other firefighters sort through the refuse will figure it out somehow. Had the driver known the fire station was right down the street he could have just driven straight there. But in the end everything got extinguished and cleaned up without even leaving a blemish. I mean how cool would it have been if there were burn marks on the side of the building. And what if the burn marks resembled someone or something.
And then in the midst of all of the commotion did even more events unfold. It was only when everyone was off guard, looking out the windows at the blazing behemoth, did it happen.
.........A bagel went missing..........
Jjacked(sp?), stolen, five finger discounted. When the culprit was revealed it became clear why. The world has two hemispheres a north and a south. And the bagel club has much the same division - you're in it or you're NOT. Will it happen again, not likely. Happens there was some restitution and associated awkwardness that was reported. But I think through it all lesson was learned.
Damn! Should've brought some marshmallows to roast on the fire this morning.
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I took a cookie and a cupcake...does that mean I poached?
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