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What a difference one year makes
As I was cutting the lawn Saturday afternoon, it occurred to me that the one year anniversary of this blog came and went with no fanfare from me whatsoever. Saturday night was the Kenny Chesney concert, roughly one year to the day since the last show in Detroit. 6 months…
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secrecy, lies, and the ugly truth
Tonight is the premiere of The Auteur’s film from the Detroit 48 hour film project. Slate, her estranged husband, will be in attendance. I will not be. If I am lucky, I will be working tonight. Last night, she invited me to go get a drink with them after the…
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Virginia is for haters
With all due apologies to any native Virginian who may read this post… The Boy finally calls me back at 10:30 last night, only to tell me that the STBX is taking him to Jellystone Park (A Yogi Bear theme park) in Virginia today. As we conclude our conversation, I…
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undaunted
I just got back from my first work-out in well over 1 month and it felt pretty good! I didn’t go crazy; in fact, I erred on the side of caution for most of my sets. I probably spent a good hour there. It was just what not only my…
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dreams darker than death or night
Welcome to the start of a whole new category on your favorite blog. I’m going to do something a little different with this post. I’m going to shed some light on a pretty damn dark spot on my psyche. Never let it be said that you beloved webmaster doesn’t put…
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A year and a day ago today…
A year and a day ago today… My brother and The Old Man made the trip to South Carolina to help me move out of my then-home, leaving the STBX and The Boy in the process. I hope never in my life to have to do anything that emotionally draining…
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the worst laid plans
The Boy and I arrive tonight at our hotel in Summerville. I decided to call the STBX to arrange “the exchange” for tomorrow. When I ask what time she wants to get The Boy, she tells me that she’s in Charlotte (a three hour drive from my current location) and…
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a new low
I was packing the van to bring The Boy back to South Carolina when the STBX called to inform The Boy that his fish had died. He, naturally, was very upset but he handled it very well all things considered. I understand that the STBX is a chaos freak, and…
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Some Kind of Monster, part 3
The following is a re-telling of an event that occurred on the night of Saturday June 8th into the morning of Sunday June 9th 2013. It is on a very short list of the most shameful experience of my life. It has taken me literally two weeks to process everything…
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