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‘Slow dream plannin’ up my next scheme’

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‘You got a copperhead kiss hidden up your sleeve, thirty-three’

I’ll be 33 in two weeks. To mark this occasion, I have Googled famous people who died at 33 and re-learned that Chris Farley and John Belushi were both 33 at the moment of their untimely demises. Not to mention good ol’ Eva Braun, who is the postergal for bad taste in men. Ahhhh, what a refreshing dose of reality on the eve of my continued slog toward middle age. I am going to go…

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‘Get a cheaper ticket next time’

“You are a total guy,” a friend recently said to me. He wasn’t being pejorative and I couldn’t really dispute the notion. The older and more ornery I get the more I tend to act like a stereotypical dude, with my careless potty mouth and quiet but constant aggression. I’m not necessarily happy about it but I’m not necessarily fighting it either. Especially since I am not even sure what it means other than I…

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