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I was checking my site meter today and saw that someone happened upon my blog through a google search for tour de france shitting pants, which apparently yields this post as the top result. I'm so proud...
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Around Christmas 1995 a friend came to visit me in my newly married, presumably happy, life in Michigan. We went to a museum where we saw an exhibit of a Japanese tea room. Outside the display was an attempt to describe this exhibit. It started with something like: “Within the tea room, one feels loneliness which penetrates into the marrow of one’s bones...” and ended with the caution “Please do not enter the tea room”. I laughed out loud. If you don’t get it, you probably should leave.
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I almost forgot about that! I remember I asked because that hiddeous grad student I was subjected to, the one who looked like a Cabbage Patch Kid on steroids and was in the exercise bulemic crowd that hated me so, she dated one of those bat-shit crazy bicycle guys. I was really hoping he was a recreational pants-shitter cause it would've suited her well.
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