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"I'm taking my role as host very seriously, so I decided to dress up and shit," she said, before warning the front row that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She explained that the night's true personal stories, which were chosen from an outpouring of submissions from community members, all danced around the theme "Things aren't always what they seem ― but sometimes they are."
In conversational language, she explained that her husband of 47 years shared with Sir Isaac Newton his perception of time as being composed of rigid and uniform intervals. She, on the other hand, stood with Einstein on the idea that time is relative.
"Time moves slowly, moseying along, until suddenly you run out of it," she smiled. She ultimately related these musings to a painful loss of a family member. Her unassuming story raised the question of what is lost in our daily race against time, and also offered a more fluid, potentially comforting view on the matter.
The "fancy" ladies breathed port-o-potty stench, ate pot brownies, and $2 bananas, drank boxed wine, and lived to tell about it. The story was lovely to listen to in Jones's gentle Jamaican accent.
From the very beginning of assistant state attorney Brenda Mezek's "Lesson from a Ghost," we were on the edge of our seats. Brutal murder, jealousy, mystery, and ghostly apparitions worked together to formulate Mezek's chilling story. Based solely on her passionate performance, we've been forced to reevaluate our former perception that all lawyers are bloodless robots.