While flipping through my notebook today as I get ready to write I came across this little gem I must have written two years ago or so. I do not remember it at all. Good thing I wrote it down:
White
Black
Blue
Benton Hard
boiled
Love
Mann
Gray
Brown
Somer
Summer
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I have read this every day and find it fascinating. I love the idea of knowing that you did something but having no recollection. Two years ago, we hired a new communications manager. She set up lunch meetings with each staff member to get to know us, our programs, what we're working on, etc. She CLAIMS that I picked BD Riley's for our lunch. I have a very hard time believing that is true, but her memory is excellent and mine is...not.
Perhaps you chose BD Riley's because we were going to play trivia afterwards and you figured to get there early? Like, really early? Or you wanted those warm pita chips with queso and black beans. Those were gooooood.
I just realized I never commented on this. I love it, obviously. This type of thing is the reason this blog exists.
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