The Death of Enthusiasm

A tip of the hat to:

-My little brother, who conducted and spoke at the Davis High graduation ceremony (he is the senior class president). The tip of the hat is because he managed to quote a Fergie-Ferg song in his speech (much to the consternation of the principal). Attaboy, son.

-The random Argentine deli conveniently located in Farmington where my parents live. It was like stepping into a rip in the space/time continuum--all of the sudden I was surrounded by bags of yerba and the walls were covered in Boca/River paraphernalia. I lunched on an excellent milanesa sandwich and enjoyed a few super-authentic empanadas (down to the gross green olives you must pick out, next to the chunks of hard boiled eggs). I even talked my mom into buying some bread from their bakery for a dinner party she was having. Aguante la republica!

A wag of the finger to:

-Cats. Just cats in general. I don't like 'em.

-Pools with way too much chlorine. Yeah, I understand that little kids may crap in the pool, but that doesn't mean I want my skin to peel off every time I go down to the hot tub.

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