Wisdom Is Misery
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  • August14th

    Being too old to go out hasn’t stopped me from going out. Namely because I have nothing better to do. Every now and then there’s nothing wrong with making it a Netflix night but for the most part sitting at the house being single and reflecting on my singleness is not my favorite pastime. I don’t mind being single. What I do mind is the associated droughts that sporadically ensue. Not that only single men experience droughts, as any miserably married man will caution you with sullen eyes while speaking dramatically in his best Vincent Price voice.

  • August8th

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    I started writing this series of blogs because of the uproar over Bengals wide receiver Chad Johnson aka Ocho Cinco. Too much ink has been dedicated to the specifics, so if you’re not privy to what happened then I suggest you Google some combination of words that includes “Chad Ochocinco” and “white women.” That specific discussion has died down but the conversation about black men dating white women never really dies, it just goes away for a while until the next public reconstruct. The characters may change but the storyline remains the same – like Nightmare on Elm Street sequels.

  • August6th

    Jack Bauer wouldn’t last three days in my shoes. One of my more recent weekend adventures is proof positive of this theory. Granted, besides going to Miami, I haven’t gone out much lately so anything I engaged in would have easily topped sitting at the house. With that said, here is what happened to me in a 72-hour span I am trying in vain to forget as expediently as possible.

  • August1st

    A few people asked why I called “Reina” out last week in this blog. I find this question humorously ironic. It seems people should be asking “Reina” – or at least attempting to ask – why she used another woman’s pictures. However, I will go ahead and answer the question.

    First off I told “Reina” I knew she was fake before the blog above was ever posted. Naturally she told me not to post it. She might deny this conversation took place – and I wouldn’t blame her if she did. Obviously only she and I know the truth.

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