Joe_Bob_Gautama
Sporadically lucid
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Thinking of a job I had as a teenager that required me to pickup up golf balls on a driving range on weekend mornings. Then I had to go to church twice on Sundays, once with my parents, then up to the next county over to play piano for my grandparents' church. Often hungover or maybe still drunk—the pastor once had to speak to me loudly to wake me up to play a hymn. I am digging deep into my list of embarrassing moments.

