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This is my triumphant return to the lifestyle I've always furthered and forwarded in my heart, at least, so let's blast off. The first half of my life has been incredible and the second segment will include more splendors than any Ottoman Sultan could ever have wished for in his golden repose. Anyway, fasten your laughter belt cuz you're on a collision course with wackiness.

Monday, January 23, 2006


How did I feel that Sunday night after the champions had been chosen and the big game was set? Kind of empty, really, and I wondered if not caring about the Super Bowl for once was like finding out that Santa Claus was really your parents. I still like Halloween.
Anyway, at the moment I'm in Atlanta and will spend at least one more winter here which will test my endurance but I can handle a little gloom to weigh against a beautiful spring day or the sound of thunder in the summer which is a the thing I will miss colossally when I go west to make a fortune and find my fool's gold but I will meditate for good will towards my fellow man because Playboy says there's a study about monks that do just that and they are scientifically measured to be the happiest people in the world so I'll give it a try to keep the balance in my favor which seems silly, like trying to get a bigger pint of Guiness than the one next door even though a pint's a pint and balance is balance so you take the Coke with the pepsi (intentionally left uncapped).


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