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  • The Fixer Abides…

    The Fixer Abides…

    There’s an old guy (well, he’s older than me) in my neighborhood who I refer to as The Fixer. I have no idea who he is or where he comes from, but I know his purpose. If you hail from the rural south like I do, this guy’s infamous. Every minority “community” has one and,…

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  • Remember: When The Dust Settles, It was US.

    We’re living in a world now where wars are fought with bombs…and retaliatory Lego videos. The rich can kill and insult at will with little chance of repercussions because the tech giants softened the blow. Metaphorical or virtual consequences hurt much less in the grand scheme of things. Between grand and step children, I can’t…

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  • Does Republican Urine Trickle Down Like Their Economics?

    What a long, strange trip it’s been. It feels like I left the cemetery on a different day rather than this afternoon. Even the wife just made it home. She was off on an art job at one of the big, bad colleges here in Texas. I won’t reveal which; this state doesn’t need any…

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  • Seven Years Came And Went In Hushed Whispers. Epic.

    I turned down a trip to see the new Super Mario Galaxy movie. If I wanted to be distracted by a bunch of flashy colors and Mad Libs narration, I’d watch Fox News. At least that’s not a hundred dollar outing considering admission, fuel, parking, snacks/food, and Alamo Drafthouse’s automatic 18+% gratuity. A casual weekend…

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  • Guitar, Family, and the Absurdities of Life

    So I’m sitting here watching my wife drizzle Nutella on my son’s toast like a Food Network groupie, and wondering how deeply the shaft of my upbringing goes. My mother would’ve thrown a thick square of butter on that bitch and couldn’t have cared leIss if it melted from the time of its slapping to…

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  • Moving On

    Moving On

    I’ve been keeping secrets from everyone, but for a good reason. It was none of your business, and I wanted to make absolutely sure I was experiencing what I believed to be experiencing. She’s holding up her end of the bargain. The above photo is a g-spot joke, in case you found it funny. Most…

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  • Recent Revelations

    Recent Revelations

    I’m going to make you click on it. Trust me, it’s the least you could do.

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  • The Never-ending Dallas ISD PD Road Pirate Fiasco

    Let me bring you up to speed. Over the last month, I’ve noticed that Dallas PD ISD (an agency who you’d think would want to be the most visible, for the sake of our children’s lives in our current world) have a fleet of ghost cars. From what I’ve witnessed, I can’t help but come…

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  • Getting To Know Charlie Rose

    As I mentioned last week, I’ve recruited a local teenager who’s already getting academic recognition for her writing, to join us at The Gonzo Wolf. Sometimes, you just need to take a step back and view things from a different perspective. Folks, it doesn’t get any more different than thirteen-year-old-girl in 2026. I guess we’ll…

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  • 3 of 8

    3 of 8

    Sometimes I sneak back to where it began, put on some shades, and dodge the Klan.

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  • Post VD Weekend (the day, not the ‘doh’)

    My wife and I aren’t the kind of people who go all out on each other for a holiday. Instead, we throw down big here and there whenever the want arises. Valentines Day weekend was just like any other in our house, with just a bit more of a theme. I grabbed her a couple…

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  • So tonight, I’m gonna party like it’s ‘when’?

    Is it like this for everyone? I can’t ask anyone else because no one speaks to me. I’m not exaggerating in the slightest. Even complete strangers, who I’ve never screwed over, act as though they can see right through me. I think we all died on Y2K. I wished for this at some point. I…

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  • Hallmark Moments

    Hallmark Moments

    Porch Swing Poetry

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  • Dallas Road Pirates

    Dallas Road Pirates

    Disclaimer: the cover photo was created by an AI image-generator using my words as hints. EVEN OUR AI ROBOT OVERLORDS THINK ISD POLICE SHOULD DRIVE EASILY IDENTIFIABLE VEHICLES!!! On my way to and from my child’s school, I travel through some rather interesting neighborhoods. I’ve literally witnessed nude women advertising the goods rather than waving…

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  • Survived Another.

    Survived Another.

    This morning, for the first time in months, I decided to get a bit more ‘motivated’. If you follow, then you already know where I’ve been all winter; here. Now that the annual thaw commences, I can start implementing all these crazy ideas I’ve had bouncing around in my head since before the holidays. I’ll…

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  • A Chilly Stroll Through Bishop Arts

    It’s my kind of Saturday living in an artsy-fartsy, tourist neighborhood; ten degrees above freezing. That means, most of the poons are in hiding; either playing Call of Duty or bitching about him playing Call of Duty. Just take the pit bull outside to take a dump, wash his car, and exhibit a few more…

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  • A Taste of Home by Rev. Dare Cloud, Chapter Two

    Welcome back to Twin Oaks, my friends! This was my first fiction novel published back in 2010. In the last chapter, we lost poor Ryan Weldon and a couple of ambulance jockeys to a strange beast. Now, ten hours before that event, we meet our main character, Toby Liberman and his best friend Johnny Haynes……

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  • Peep This.

    Peep This.

    Peep this. I had the displeasure of suddenly meeting with a doctor this morning. The details are inconsequential. Trump’s Venezuela presser was on television. He/She applauded it. I stood my ground and said my piece. He/She defended his/her beliefs until he/she was red in the face (the color of his/her favorite hat), but I turned…

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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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  • Embracing Chaos: Life Lessons from My Porch Swing

    Sunrise and porch swings.

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  • Stu, Stu, Studio.

    Stu, Stu, Studio.

    Their condo’s a museum, and no one comes to see ‘um, they really got the ’tism, the Cloud-Miller family. Da da da dum, snap, snap…

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  • Crane Technique

    Crane Technique

    I’m trying not to watch.

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  • Gone, But Not.

    Gone, But Not.

    According to sources, she passed away peacefully at 2am holding the hand of her best friend. Man, what a blessing. Who could ask for anything more? I can’t imagine a better way for someone like her to go. Lisa Rosselot. Geez; this girl. It was June 24th, 1989. My fellow nerds may realize that as…

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