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    Clocky

    I mentioned this on Twitter when I discovered it a few weeks ago: Clocky, the alarm clock that runs away from you. I can't stop thinking about it. For several weeks it seemed that no matter how early I set the time on my alarm, I would not get out of bed until 7:00 AM. This past week I've nudged up to 6:45. Waking up is painful. I think I need Clocky, but I don't want it. First of all, if I were willing to pay more than $25 for an alarm clock I would have bought one of these long ago. Secondly, I think Clocky would annoy me to the point of criminal…

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    Thirty-six

    I had a gray eyebrow hair. I plucked it, along with those few dark hairs at the corner of my mouth; the beginnings of my grandma moustache. While there I noticed a real laugh line running from that corner up to the outer edge of my nostril. It’s deeper in some spots than others. No one notices because I smile so much, but here in the mirror at 11 PM, face slack, I see it. And I wonder: why don’t I have dimple wrinkles? They get the same workout as the curve that made that line. I’ve had a box of supermarket hair dye on my bathroom counter for ten…