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Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Brownstein, Nixon, Leaves

I saw Brownstein when I was on my secret mission. One of the first things he said to me was “I’ve got a funny present for you.” It turned out to be a vintage inflatable Nixon punching bag, acquired somewhere in NYC, the place where you can find anything. What fun for the whole family! I wish I could find a picture of it on the Internets. It catered to the obsession with Nixon shared by Mama Dog and yrs. sincerely, and is a fine addition to the household objects that Baby Dog can point at and accurately say “Nixon!” Moreover, it’s a small dummy, just the right size for Baby Dog to play with, which she’s been doing since I brought it home. Not, like, continuously, but, you know, regularly. Like.

Anyway, another gift Brownstein passed on was that of judicious disapprobation. He didn’t say it in so many words, but he took me to task for letting the faversham go down the crapper. It’s true I’ve had way too much on my plate for quite some time and have been giving this page especially short shrift. That’s as should be, of course – if this thing was my top priority, there’d be cause for worry. Still, I’ve felt bad for some time for not keeping up my end of the entertainment compact, and while I can’t promise to turn over a new leaf and keep it overturned, let it be known that I’m giving actual thought to how I might make this a more substantial faversham on a regular basis.

Just not tonight.


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