The musings of a madman...

     As a great many of you know, Independence Day was this week.  Like a great many of you we celebrated with grilled meat, alcohol and fireworks. [ Note: there may or not have been a stop for Taco Tuesday at a local spot while we were downtown ]      My attention to the first couple of things have been ongoing since early Saturday afternoon for my birthday but the fireworks was my opportunity to REALLY fuck with someone’s holiday this time.      Nearing the end of the night and fully ensconced in my Crown Royal from earlier and a beer or two in the ballpark, I joked aloud “Damn, these fireworks remind me of Sarajevo in 1995.  Between this shit and growing up in the hood, I might come unglued out here.” My girlfriend rolled her eyes. The lady sitting on my left, though?  She hit the metaphorical ceiling.  “Look here buddy, this day is to celebrate America and you’re out here making lame PTSD jokes?  You’re a special brand of asshole!  What about all these ACTUAL vetera

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1,295 Days America continues to weep for her continued occupation at the highest level.

You and me girl, we’ll be the next big thing. Plus her and her too, you can all be my queens. You cook, she cleans and the other can twerk. I’ll wait home patiently for you all to get home from work. Loyal sex is safe sex, you’re my only lovers. With only us four, we won’t need these rubbers. Join in this royalty and give me your loyalty. One king and three queens, you all can come spoil me. One household, three incomes, legacy is gold. We’ve all tried and failed with others and that shit just got old. Outsiders will hate our life, they’ll just never get it. The beautiful black family, they don’t want to be with it. When it comes time for the kids, our beautiful brown babies. I want them all at once, no ifs ands or maybes. I cannot legally marry you and give you all three rings. Well baby we ain’t Mormon and the laws are a thing. Besides who wants to take it there?  Lawyers and papers and such. And then comes the government and that’s jus

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     I am a great many things… ·          Reader ·          Writer ·          Alcoholic ·          Obsessive personality ·          Pervert ·          Supervillain Most importantly to these things is that I am a planner.  I LOVE to write creatively, evidenced by what you all read every Thursday here at 7:30am.      In a conversation with the tallest person I personally know on Wednesday following my Tom Hanks piece, I explained a piece of my creative process, and the response I got was more or less “holy fuck dude, REALLY?!!?” and a followup that I should probably be giving some kind of seminar on that shit.      It’s Sunday, my birthday was yesterday and I am chilling with my loves right now.  I feel like writing about writing. Specifically, I will talk about my creative process.  What will come as a surprise to those of you (if there are any of you) is that EVERYTHING I pour into a story is planned to be there as presented.  More important is the fact t

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