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My dad fell off his bike and hit his face on the sidewalk today. He also broke his hand. He's joking around and acting okay, but I know he must feel like ass. I'd be in the bed popping pain pills if it were me.

So I'm not feeling as bitter today.

I bought a jean jacket today that I feel will somehow improve my life.

I don't guess I've told y'all about my brother. Well, he's a complex character so I guess I'll just give you a slice of life with my brother. A sliver that is. Our new SUV has a space in the back to put things, not a trunk. The space has a shade you can pull across to hide your purchases you make while braving the rough terrain at the mall. My 6'3" brother crawled into the back, lay down, and pulled the roll-up shade over himself and went to sleep. He also ate nothing but boiled peanuts the whole time we were on the road.

I have this friend who is so fucking friendly, the worst she'll ever say about someone is, "He's kind of a weird guy." Sort of out of the corner of her mouth. She definitely thinks that about my brother.

The best part about little brother lately is his work stories. He works at a store in a busy rural neighborhood, if that makes any sense. The other day he saw a man dressed in a pink ladies' cardigan, embroidered capri pants, and a belt with a big ol' buckle like a cowboy would wear. The man was eating Doritos out of the dumpster. My brother said, "No one told me I was about to see that, so I was just falling down laughing. And one of my customers didn't think I should be laughing; the customer just shook his head and said, 'Life be doing that sometimes.'"

I'm gonna try to tell myself that about eveything I see.

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