October 2016

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As I was saying before your naked exit: blood is such a simple word. But it’s slippery, if you’ll pardon me for saying so. I know you won’t, but still: it’s slippery. And not just on doorknobs and knife handles, but in meaning. Hey blood! I will happily take a blood oath that I love

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Explanation: I pass Camelot East a lot on the way home. For those of you who don’t know, Camelot East is a dive of a strip club in back of a Sir Pizza off Richmond Road in Lexington. It rests in a cubby of asphalt back there near a storage facility, just secluded enough to

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That “locker room talk” BS is what we call a Red Herring, which is something distracting or misleading that draws attention from the matter at hand. Let no one say that cad is not brilliant at controlling the conversation (i.e. marketing, PR, etc). When that tape was released, his apologists and sycophants realized the seriousness

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This is the REAL karma: What you call your personality is really just a collection of decisions, a curation of actions. You are the sum, ongoing total of your decisions — not your circumstances. Embrace the power of that! There is power in owning who and what you ARE: Your good decisions, your bad decisions,

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Kenneth Vast had a foul mouth. He didn’t want it. It was just something he had, like pubic hair or tear ducts. When he put his shoes on, he didn’t say, “I’m putting my shoes on.” He quietly said, “I’m putting my cunting shoes on.” When he took out the trash, he calmly said, “This

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**Disclaimer: I am strange, so it makes sense that my father is strange. Strangeness makes for good writing material, but writing about my father’s strangeness and failures as a human should not be construed as disrespect or a lack of love. My father made his mistakes and has his shortcomings like anyone, but I have always