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It’s one of those afternoons when I’m trying to catch up. I have wrist surgery in the morning, and I’m not sure what life will be like over the next few weeks. My KISS mug is full of piping hot Earl Grey. Tom Petty is barking. Let’s do this. Any other-worldly abilities I may have…
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If I’ve come so far, then why does it still feel like nowhere?
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I feel like Side B. Like I inherited someone else’s troubles upon expiring, played in reverse as my own life sails by, but read the lyrics after the fact. The veil wears thin with multiple plays. They’ll mesh at some point like garbled, foreign-tongued disagreements at a 3am food stand. He must’ve been terrible to…
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It just slapped me like a pissed off ex. Another forgotten memory. Boy, all it took was one mushroom trip during the pandemic, and those repressed, traumatic flickers blind you unexpectedly! This one? I’m lying on my back in a soaked field. The morning South Carolina dew is nearly ice. I was in boot camp.…
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Life through the eyes and mind of a modern-day 13 year old (who happens to already be an award-winning writer & budding Dallas musical stage performer.)
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Unusual? Boy, you’re telling me! I’m chomping at the bit to watch the newest DC rumor videos, but I’m pecking out a little something instead. Not sure which will be the better outcome. Six weeks ago – at least I think it was six weeks ago – I gave my thirteen year old granddaughter her…
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The shelter said her name is “Velvet Rose”. The shelter volunteers must moonlight as strippers.
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Read this with caution, or not at all. Your input is appreciated, yet inconsequential to my skewed psyche o’consequence. You’ve been warned.
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Prince Connor Wrath is beyond bored with his royal lifestyle. Receiving nothing but the most mundane tasks in the name of his kingly father, and even less respect than the court jester, he dreams of a life beyond the land of Lynnwood. There’s only one catch: The gods of old have forbade travel past the…
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Well, good morning, all you shiny, happy people. That’s a lot of commas. Allow me to set the mood… This is the greatest debut album in the history of music. I can almost imagine the midnight journeys of Del & Axl navigating the Los Angeles wasteland in search of whiskey. The mid-eighties were a special…
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Good morning, all you shiny, happy people. Allow me to set the tone… I’ve got this spinning on vinyl next to me, and it’s truly reflecting the day. I caught glimpse of someone sizing up the moat, and I ventured to meet them with the Noisy Cricket. Luckily, it was only the HOA guy, who…
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The one thing I can’t seem to get off my mind lately is how I’m going to find her again. Through much trial and massive errors, I’ve landed on that miracle square much later in life than most. I’m talking about my wife. Even by the beliefs of the more commercialized religions, I’d be lucky…
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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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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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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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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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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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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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I’m going to make you click on it. Trust me, it’s the least you could do.
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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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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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