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2005.02.18

Burning Daylight

Dear Internet,

I really wish I could talk but I'm busily burning daylight. Burning daylight is a phrase coined by my friend Ginny. It fits.

On the bright side, it's Friday.

At the breaking point,

Melissa

PS. Amy In Motown: The beer was on sale at Meijer, the new sale starts tomorrow so hurry. We found it at the one at 13 mile and John R in Madison Heights. The other one in Royal Oak sells the most crappy of crappy beer all the time. Do not go there.

[Update! My friend Jerry just sent me a sound file and the originator of 'Burning Daylight' is John Wayne. But it still fits for our application. Here it is. However I sound much more weary when I say it. Because I am. Weary.]

Comments

Stacy

I've been thinking about you...

I miss Meijer's. Wal-Mart is good, Target is better, Meijer is best.

Sarcastic Journalist

Dear Melissa,

The internet misses you. Come back.

Your friend,
SJ

MonoCerdo

I still have my Meijer AND Farmer Jack discount cards on my keyring, even though I live in Chicago where Jewel Osco reigns supreme. Just a little nostaligic love from that summer I spent in Ypsilanti. Ypsi Meijer = smelliest produce in town! I hope a dose of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale improves your weekend.

psquared

Hey....is that some wicked internet beer code?

pter

sweetney

on the naked consumption front: i so miss meijer (i was a michigan resident for most of my teenage/college/grad school years). seriously, ONE STOP FUCKING SHOPPING, MOTHERFUCKER! ist rad.

superflywebpimp

i've grown strangely accustomed to crappy beer. my the hoops one must go through in order to post a comment here. you must repay the twenty three seconds ripped from my life by visiting "the paragraph novels."

Carrie F.

I went to college in Chico, CA, home of Sierra Nevada Brewing Co. Back in the day you could get a draft pint of pale ale for a dollar. Now I live in VA where a sixpack costs an arm and a leg. The pain! The agony! I hope you have a good weekend. I love your site. Always helps brighten up the occasional doldrums of my SAHM existence. :)

pinky

Meijer was an integral part of my college experience. Where else could you go to buy socks, birthday cakes, hamsters or food at 3 o'clock in the morning?

(not to imagine the stiff-as-a-board farmer overalls that no one bought but we always marvelled over)

Pam

I voted for you daily. Yay on the BOB award. I think you should read "Naked" by David Sedaris and "Motherless Brooklyn" by Jonathan Lethem. What about knitting? Have you knit lately? You did knit. It's saved my ass more than once. Keep on writing. We, the humble readers, enjoy it more than you know.

buffi

Weary. Yes, weary. That is one of my favorite words to describe how I am feeling. Stops people dead in their tracks.
"Hi! How are you today?"
"Weary..."
"...."

Liz

It's weird, cause when I was in those burning daylight years, I thought I would never, ever have a life again. Now our girls are 10th and 7th grades, and I see the light at the end of the tunnel. At 42, I think I will still be able to party pretty good when our youngest leaves us in 5 years, 7 months, 6 days.

jenB

i love america most for its fabulous consumer goods. i would give my left boob for a target here in the tundra. and my right to have a beer with you...

AmyinMotown

Thanks!! And if your little sis is still reading, I promise not to mock the mime. Even after a couple pumpkin ales...or is it cream ale season yet?

jack

Jack London authored Burning Daylight in 1910.

klg

shakespeare had his character use the term 'we burn daylight' long long before 1910 . . .

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