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  • Highway Rambling

    Highway Rambling

    Dude. I love being married to a city chick. When we go out of town, we can split the driving right down the middle, and I don’t need to worry about her freaking out or locking up at the first sign of strange traffic. It gives me time to write. This is her. It’s cute.

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  • Home.

    Home.

    Toby Liberman is nearing the end of his rope. After a fateful confrontation with his wife’s lover, he is chased into the woods only to be discovered by an unidentifiable creature. He is attacked and rendered unconscious. Upon waking at the scene of a gruesome triple homicide, Toby is arrested as the sole suspect and

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  • Good Morning, You Shiny, Happy People

    You know the rules. Just push play.

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  • Because We Suck

    Because We Suck

    Why haven’t aliens gone to CNN?

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  • Oddities.

    Oddities.

    I had a strange, old rich lady in my kitchen the other night (not for dinner; we eat regular food just like the rest of you) who tried her best to convince me Satan was real. Isn’t it usually the other way around? God is real and Satan’s believability is the consolation prize? I guess

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  • …and then along came Rob.

    And SMZ! Don’t forget SMZ!

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  • A cold, Cooper Sunday…

    A cold, Cooper Sunday…

    Barrel Makers?

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  • To My Fellow UFO Enthusiasts…

    Ross Coulthart has released a TON of declassified AARO and DoD UAP videos in the last twenty-four hours. None of them are definitive proof – like, there’s not any Snapchat footage of a Grey smoking a joint with Bob Lazar – but some of them are interesting. You can visit the Ross Coulthart YouTube channel

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  • Yack Rock

    Yack Rock

    I just played a bass line to my cat yacking. It kinda resembled Disturbed.

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  • Happy Trails…

    Happy Trails…

    Happy trails…

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  • Christmas Fangs? Fangs-Giving?

    This little angel. We got her as a gift for our son on Christmas 2020. Knee-deep in the pandemic. We didn’t even know if we were going to have a Christmas that year. Honestly, I was frightened for the future at that point. I still am, but for completely different reasons. Her name was Lyla,

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  • Is It Over Yet?

    Is It Over Yet?

    Don’t get me wrong, I adore being face to face with my children, grandchildren, and a handful of family, but I’m spent. Mentally, physically, and even spiritually, my metaphorical hibernation beckons my return. I’ve perfected the art of ghosting over the last seven years, and it’s pleasant. The unfortunate side effect is that I tend

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