He Who Laughs, Or The Complete Idiot's Guide to Intimacy

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February 7, 2010 · 3 Comments

Yesterday morning on the subway I was thinking about Garrison Keillor, and I happened to glance at the newspaper being read by the man diagonally across from me and it had an article about Garrison Keillor in it.  What is it called when that happens — synchronicity?  Something like that.  I took it as the universe saying, Go on with your bad self.


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  • Anonymous Lover of Blogs // February 7, 2010 at 9:09 pm | Reply

    Serendipity?

    OT: I thought tourists spots would clear out during the Superbowl…apparently, I wasn’t the only one who thought it would be “neat” to see Times Square at that time.

  • Maia // February 7, 2010 at 11:35 pm | Reply

    Not to be a spelling bitch, but it’s spelled Keillor… ;)

  • Ken // February 8, 2010 at 12:14 pm | Reply

    This is it?! I’ve been waiting for days and I get synchronicity?! Is this some kind of blizzard joke?!

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