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I deactivated my Facebook account. The majority of the "friends" I had over there were people I'd known since - I don't know. Forever? Everybody's "conservative" now and has some mindless opinion about the government or the war (no doubt gleaned from talk radio). I guess there's nothing wrong with being boring or predictable. It's an inevitability of growing old, but at the same time...
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It was 2 AM and I wandered around Walmart for an hour before remembering what I came for. I have a recollection I was being followed. I spotted an empty shopping cart in a deserted aisle and procured it; having something to prop myself up with was vaguely reassuring. Doing this, I set off some sort of silent alarm and other "consumers" quickly converged on...
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So, I went to the gym. I'm really not into people watching, but there's seldom anything good on any of the dozen television sets that float in the air all over the place. There's an elderly guy who stares at me, which is... I don't know, weird. On the way to the drinking fountain, I fart in his proximity to discourage him. Totally against...
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I had too much to drink last night, passed out, had about a dozen really weird dreams and I feel like I got beat up. I sat on the porch and watched hummingbirds all morning.

A long walk for nothing.


{the dog, a snarling blur, streams of slobber trailing behind, bounds after me; a kid, some distance off, calls out}

"My dog don't like Mexicans... !"

Strangely enough, I hadn't seen any "Mexicans" on the road all morning. It was merely my misfortune to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and appear brown (a sexy, bronze, brown,...
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So...

So, a friend informed me he was thinking about going into politics.

I love my friend. But he's a moron. In a effort to dissuade him, I reminded him about the time we dropped acid at the lake and accidentally set our camp on fire, which then led to the lake itself catching fire. He said something about the past being the past. The...
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It was well past midnight. The graveyard shift. I was wired and angry. I was also dying. Spitting blood. This was a secret... a secret secret. As a project on the side, I was working up a deal with the Devil. To destroy my enemies...

I was thirty at the time. I'd gone through many phases in my life; optimist and intellectual; thief and addict....
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Well, I never thought it would happen to me...

I used to make light of "those kind of people"; Frankly, I thought it was kind of a joke.

Nevertheless, I became addicted to OxyContin.

I was out of my mind for an entire month. Fuckin' mess.

I'm through with all that. It's bad juju, I tells ya.




How does Rush go on living with himself...
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It's deceptively cold outside.

The sun is blazing, the desert appears to be blossoming. There's a scent in the air reminiscent of pine country. I wandered around in the outback for a little while and then came home because my extremities became too numb. It's the opposite of Winter's heat. Spring freeze-out.

'Til about the age of twelve, the majority of all my deep thinking took place in the bathroom. Which was all quite innocent, I assure you. And then, there was a strange period where God was speaking to me in the wilderness. By "God", I mean my Pud; and no, my Pud didn't speak to me in the bathroom. Literally, it was speaking to me...
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Late last night, Uncle Donkey Kong called me and asked if I'd administer an enema.

"To who?" I asked. "Me". I told him I'd have to check my schedule.

This is a guy who doesn't trust me to hook up his satellite dish, and now trusts me to hook up his Fleet. Old people are funny. The last time I was over at his house...
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