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  • a loose-fitting protective garment that is worn over other clothing
  • A brand name, but commonly referring to any of a group of hoop type barns with opaque or mylar fabric covers over a tubular steel frame.
  • (Also Blackout) A pattern where you must cover the whole card to win.
  • Inclusive
  • A full-length protective outer garment often zipped up the front
  • Make (something or someone) free of dirt, marks, or mess, esp. by washing, wiping, or brushing
  • the act of making something clean; "he gave his shoes a good cleaning"
  • make clean by removing dirt, filth, or unwanted substances from; "Clean the stove!"; "The dentist cleaned my teeth"
  • Remove the innards of (fish or poultry) prior to cooking
  • (clean) free from dirt or impurities; or having clean habits; "children with clean shining faces"; "clean white shirts"; "clean dishes"; "a spotlessly clean house"; "cats are clean animals"
  • Assistance or advice given to customers during and after the sale of goods
  • (service) be used by; as of a utility; "The sewage plant served the neighboring communities"; "The garage served to shelter his horses"
  • The action of helping or doing work for someone
  • (service) work done by one person or group that benefits another; "budget separately for goods and services"
  • An act of assistance
  • performance of duties or provision of space and equipment helpful to others; "the mayor tried to maintain city services"; "the medical services are excellent"

Lives of the Poets
Lives of the Poets
I called and left a message on her answering machine. She did not return my call. I called fourteen more times and left messages, none of which she answered. I told her in the first message that I’d found the earring she lost in my apartment, which wasn’t true—I bought another pair of earrings of the exact same kind and hid one in the corner of the couch where she liked to sit. I told her I’d bought a couple of tickets for the next Rufus concert before I learned that Rufus had cancelled his tour a month ago and somehow I’d missed the news—I hoped she’d missed it too. I told her, among other things, that my doctor had given me two weeks to live and in my will I’d left her my autographed Leonard Cohen Budweiser Beer coaster and needed to discuss with her the proper way to care for it so that it wouldn’t lose its value over time, which wasn’t a total lie because I do have an autographed Budweiser Beer coaster I bought at a yard sale for $4.95 and which is supposed to have a signature of Oscar Levant on it although I think it’s a signature of the guy who sold it to me because he was wearing some coveralls with the name Oscar’s Auto Repair over his left tit. And I told her my cat Arthur Waley had stopped eating because he missed her so much and that wasn’t the worst part: Arthur Waley had also stopped playing the piano and writing Georgic verse in the manner of Hesiod’s “Works and Days,” which had been a specialty of his poetic output. After the fourteenth message I got the live voice of a man who called himself Marco and who threatened to disassemble me with his left pinkie while his right pinkie disassembled the rest of my family. I had anticipated this event by calling her brother at his used clothing store and telling him my sister was his sister’s childhood friend and was lying at death’s door with one last request—that she talk with her old friend before she went to her eternal reward, so if he could just give me his sister’s new cell phone number I might be in time to honor this dying request of my one and only and most beloved sibling. So I knew that the person calling himself Marco was really Fred, her brother and the person she kept throwing up in my face as a paragon of male virtue. I called her cell phone seven times, leaving a message each time, before the service was discontinued. My first message suggested that I’d reformed many of the habits she’d found so annoying, like my tendency to stare at people who wait till they get to the register at the grocery store before even beginning to think about taking their money out of their wallet. I also promised never again to say a word during long drives when my passenger insists on listening to audio books that are always about the many meanings of the word “love.” On the last message before the service was discontinued, I told her that I’d found her missing earring and was giving it to the lady at the dry cleaner who’d once refused to reimburse her for the full price of the suede jacket she’d ruined during a malfunction of the dry-cleaning process. I told her that this woman had a very striking daughter called Cleopatra, who’d given me coupons for six months of discounts on all my dry cleaning needs. I told her that Arthur Waley was back to writing some of the best poetry of his career and was working in the mode of John Berryman right before he killed himself. The truth is Arthur Waley stopped eating and when I took him to the vet’s he simply keeled over and died. I really didn’t have the heart to tell her that.
Blue Coveralls
Blue Coveralls
72 Hour Challenge, Blue. These are the coveralls I wear twice a year to crawl under my house and turn the water for my sprinkler system on and off. Don't know who Eric is. I bought these used at an auto parts store! Strobist info: Two Norman heads. First, camera left, high above coveralls to help blow out white muslin backdrop. Second, camera right, low, with a snoot, to give a side light.

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