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Welcome, Artful Men

Hey there, ass bird. Welcome to my damn blog. I’ve pumped up the manliness as far as it will go in celebration of my guest post going live on Art of Manliness, so spill a cold beer on your stupid face and learn how to read, penisankle. Do you have a mustache? Does your mustache [...]
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Smooth Operator

Last night I did one of those really groovy maneuvers where I fell asleep watching a television program and then slept right through until 3AM, whereupon I woke up to find that I missed hanging out with some friends who were in town. I’m sad that I missed my friends, but at least this might [...]
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The Tax Preparer Across the Way

Some parts of the following account may not be appropriate for small children, or those with any aesthetic sense whatsoever for the written word. Consider yourself warned. Parts of it are so obscene that the actual actions will be replaced with much cleaner ones so as not to offend any younger readers. My general feeling, [...]
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Hugs for Fish

It brings me no joy to report that the War On People currently being waged by animals has had another shocking clash somewhere in Wisconsin. It seems people just can’t put themselves near dangerous wild animals these days without those animals acting exactly as you’d expect. This calls into some question the viability of the [...]
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Numbered list articles, how I hate you!

It has been said that every man has a fatal flaw… that in every heart lurks a vice that just cannot be given up. My fatal flaw, of course, is that I am a reclusive buffoon. Or is that two? However, as a reclusive buffoon who has given up smoking as well as hiding behind his [...]
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The Rewind Bugle

Occasionally things happen to me that I find hard to accurately describe. Granted, it might be because I have the writing talent of a mature rhubarb, but there are many series of events in life that cause a man some consternation. Like when someone asks you to kiss them hello at a dinner party, so [...]
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Coffee Shop Pariah

There are many pitfalls related to spending as much time at home as I do, but as a professional hermit I have found workarounds for them all. One of the worst and most debilitating problems with working from home in addition to lurking there is that your work hours dissolve into your regular hours with [...]
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I Fought the Law and… Got More Laws

I left my windowless hermit lair this morning before dawn, heading to the cycling training cave to put in the hours that will hopefully manifest themselves later in the season in good performance, or, failing that, at least reduced fatness. My brain, acting for all the world like an uncaring hunk of cheese, refused to [...]
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The Black History Month Alleycat

On Saturday night I participated in the Black History Month alleycat held at Pal’s Lounge on Auburn Avenue. We raced from checkpoint to checkpoint, where we were asked some questions about Atlanta-specific black history. I would like to have learned more about the questions, but I was too busy jumping back on my bike and [...]
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How To Love a Day when You are Left Behind

I love being up early in the morning, with the soft orange light hitting the high points of my Atlanta, light blue down below. The grass in the park is wet and things are quiet. All the people who have stolen my car stereos or left me, which is to say the evil-doers of the city, [...]
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