Preach
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I’ve been married four times so I consider myself somewhat an expert on the subject. If not the act of marriage, then surely the act of divorce. Unfortunately, I don’t have a law degree, which means I cannot profit from this experience. I’m an ordained minister, though; performed a couple dozen weddings. I take “donations”.…
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The morning sun cruelly peeks through drawn curtains. We managed to victor against parking lot floodlights with ease for three nights, but the big, scary, burning ball of death wins supreme. I’m up. I managed to grab a shower before the chaos of vacating the hotel room begins. I feel quite refreshed, but I failed…
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I have no copies in the store yet, but Amazon is slingin’ ’em! https://a.co/d/cmilzAO
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The cool part about getting old is all the childhood memories flying past your frontal lobe on their way to oblivion; forever forgotten to make room for how to operate your Life Alert pendant. I haven’t fallen recently, and I have no problems getting up. I post more sexual innuendo before 9am than most people…
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Waking up in San Antonio is culture shock compared to Dallas. Let me see if I can formulate a decent example. San Antonio, being a historically prideful city closer to the Mexican border, my television would have me believe that it’s overrun with chaos. It saw none of that. I’m certain my hotel is in…
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The strangest thing just happened. I was in the middle of a private Facebook Messenger conversation with a friend back home. That’s not the strange part. I used the word “aborted” in a sentence, and it deleted the word automatically inside the post. Welcome to 1984. On a different note, I was wondering how many…
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My writing career began in a miserable blur in the bowels of early MySpace, then Facebook, and stayed that way until I killed it a couple of years ago. It’s been a long, strange trip – mostly because I insisted at the moment – but the trip needed to end. I’m slowly cleaning out all…
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Holy Snickerdoodles-in-a-pie-pie-pan! Life is strange. One second I’m scrubbing the toilet (like a good husband should), and the explanation presents itself. I was just telling my wife earlier today how it seems like my mind has slowed down as of late. Not in an old-man sort of way, but like that of an addict “sleeping…
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I was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling in deep thought like every other morning, when I stumbled across a couple of memories. These memories found their place within the existing story and brought the entire scenario down an alternate timeline. This angering event will forever live rent-free inside my head for the rest…
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The morning Dead Cells run was going well until I got greedy. That won’t happen again. Anyway, if this is your thing; enjoy. Have a wonderful Saturday! Looking for a read? How about this one? Click the pic to purchase.
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The curse is steadily lifting. After two decades of shadows, both literally and figuratively, I can see a pinprick of light in the distance. Karma is real. I’m tired of living out my days haunted by a single mistake; one I now realize I was baited into. I’ve forgiven myself, and that should be enough…
The Gonzo Wolf 