Kids These Days…

       It’s been a nice vacation from blog land, but I guess I should write something, huh?  Fuck you.  I told you I’m lazy.
       So anyway, a fairly common theme that has been revisited on this blog a couple of times is how I’m getting old.  The hard truth of the matter is that growing [...]

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The Magical Festering Wound of Little Chuckie McGillicuddy

       Childhood boredom produces many strange and fanciful adventures, some of which I have mentioned to you before.  When you are young and oblivious to many of the rules, laws, and mores that regulate the lives of much of the world, you are left with an almost completely blank slate.  With no adults around to [...]

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Friday Night Lights

      Like many young, red blooded American boys, I always dreamed of being a star football player.  For the sake of clarity, I’m talking about American football here, not soccer.  I have nothing against soccer, mind you, other than the fact that it’s boring and you can’t hit people, so don’t get all up in [...]

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Something wicked this way comes…

       As a child growing up in a small town, I was often forced to use my imagination in order to keep myself entertained.  Small town life is about as boring as it seems in all of those boring movies like Hope Floats, Places in the Heart, or Forrest Gump.  You have any desire to go visit [...]

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