Evan's Hobby_You Can Call Me Bob_The Palm Reader_Shakespeare's Poetry
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Evan's Hobby
Hobbies…who needs them? What are they for? Do they really serve a purpose, or do they just take up time? Aren’t they something old people do, or maybe a mother with too much time on her hands? Either way, for my friend, Evan, he thought they were a waste of time.As we sat at the table in the hospital cafeteria, he was complaining about having nothing to do for the weekend. I rolled my eyes and studied his facial expressions as he talked about different things to try to do. His brown eyes held a look of deepest thought, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his lips were turned downwards into the wo...
You Can Call Me Bob
“I normally don’t kill spiders. They’re so...big. Substantial. Plus, Charlotte’s Web. But this morning I lifted up a paper towel that I'd left on the kitchen floor overnight to try to melt some dried-on royal icing that I finally decided had been there a few weeks too long, and there was this spider wrapped up in it. It was brown and dime-sized with a thick, round abdomen. Only, when I shook it free from the wrinkled paper towel, it just shriveled up, pulling its legs in tight to its body. Then I noticed one of its legs on the floor nearby, like a long eyelash. I have no idea how this all happ...
The Palm Reader
I didn’t know how hard it would be. Truth-telling to strangers and friends alike can be tricky but when you see the kind of stuff I just saw? Well, that’s just more than I can handle. I started this thing as a fun parlor trick, something I read about in a book. A way to impress people. Or stand out in the crowd.To get people to like me by telling them what they want to hear. It takes real talent to find out stuff, to see it but to think about all the things you should say but never do. I do it for them, really, it’s not about me.But I just don’t know. Maybe it’s time to hang it up. Don’t get m...
Shakespeare's Poetry
This is the story about my friend Danny. We graduated together from college and were best friends during the wildest time of our lives. But as time went by, we lost touch with each other. While I found satisfaction in my job and started a family, Danny didn’t slow down much after college. He kept on partying in the weekends and lost more than one job because he didn’t stop to party until Tuesday. It didn’t help that he started all his weekends on Thursday evening either. He made new friends to go www.onedoor.ccout with when I moved to the city to be closer to my job and – at that time – my girlfriend. A fe...