Instantaneous Disadvantages


Are you ready for some cosmic truths? I mean are you ready to get your mind totally blown out the wazoo? Then buckle up, buttercup! Here we go!

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Savoring The Salt


It is difficult to put into words the feelings and emotions I have been experiencing since late last night, much more so than describing my innermost thoughts over the past four years, many of which I have expressed here. Although unemployment has no doubt weakened my skills as a writer, I will do my best.

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It’s Not You, It’s Me


Thanks for meeting me here on such short notice. I picked a public place so there’d be no worries about either of us “freaking out”. The hidden cameras are for your protection as well as mine, and oh by the way I’m live-streaming this to anywhere from four to five dozen people so cool it with the racial slurs. There might be kids around.

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No Force Required


Most people don’t know this about me, but I have a sixth sense regarding show people. Meaning, when you find out that an actor, actress or performer is an absolute degenerate piece of shit, I already knew from the first time I laid eyes on them, even if it was forty or more years ago.

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Conscientious Objections


For some unfathomable reason, this website has survived for ten whole years. Were I to hazard a guess as to why, I’d say it’s because no one reads anything I write. I have no clout nor cachet that can be destroyed by “cancelling” me, which, in truth, is something of an advantage.

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A Critter’s Life


Until his passing five months ago, I had a hamster named Gomez Houdini. His surname came from his determination in escaping from cardboard boxes, through dutifully chewed-out holes. (That’s what the famous magician did, right? Chewed his way out?)

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Racists Rock!


I have called the greater environs of the city of Atlanta home for over twenty years now; it is a place I love for many obscure and masochistic reasons. It holds a seemingly endless roster of musical innovators and too many legitimate cultural influencers to name here. But one of the things about Atlanta I truly value most, what makes me feel safe at home here despite the occasional tragedies life tends to offer, will probably surprise you.

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Out Of Print


Imagine yourself at nineteen years old. You walk down the block on a sunny Sunday afternoon to the green metal newspaper vending machine on the corner. You slide shiny silver coins into the slot on the top, pull down the oven-like door, and retrieve a newspaper from inside. With me so far?

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All The World Will Be Your Enemy


Have you ever wished before, on a star, or a birthday candle, or a fallen eyelash? If so, what was the unspoken rule about making sure that wish came true?

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Death of the Cool


True confession time; this may shock you, coming from someone who has collected toys and used computers since grade school, but I have never, ever been thought of as “cool”. When I was a young man, I might have fantasized about being a “cool guy”, but the reality never clicked. I’m more of an awkward misfit, or a borderline “nerd”. It doesn’t bother me. I accept who I am, and my place in society.

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