Alan 9 x 365

A kindergarten classmate who disappeared from my radar screen by second grade; short and intense Alan reappeared my promiscuous year. He resented tall men who dated short women and said short women should save themselves for short men. Our friendship didn’t last long. I wasn’t very nice to him. Sorry.
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I'm enjoying your posts--
When I was searching for an online identity in the late 1990's I first tried chickadee, but that had been taken. I considered painted bunting, but was concerened that it would give the wrong impression. I also considered indigo bunting, but as birds, I didn't like them quite as much as I liked cedar waxwings, although they are much more beautiful.
Cedar: I laughed at the painted bunting remark. I have been other bird identities elsewhere. My first siting of a cedar waxing is mentioned in my #67. And I need to spend more time at your blog when I get a breather. I didn't realize Elgin was your hometown per se, only that you at least had family from there...There was this donut shop I used to go to, I think on Dundee Avenue. Trying to remember the name of it...
Hey I'm from Chicago but never went to Elgin much.
I love to go home and eat. I mean really eat. Southerns, bless their hearts, don't have quite the same flair and passion for food, unless you consider Bojangles and Chik-Fila fine eats. Maybe it has something to do with the humidity.