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Call me a self-righteous, self-involved and self-serving ego maniac, but I miss writing here. There's something about publicly shaming the wicked and sharing my thoughts on inane subjects that gives me such twisted pleasure. I'm just a MAN! I'm not a MACHINE! (I know that's not in context, but I've always wanted to write it.)
I'm embarking on new territory - always with a wink and smile - so bookmark this sucker. It's going to get gloriously messy in here.
I very likely won't post as much as I once did, with such carefully researched entries (wikipedia). But maybe I will. I'm done placing parameters on myself. It will evolve as it should. Verily, and rightly so.
The previous entry from February 2007 concerning my beloved Buccos bores me to tears now. I have several follow-ups in the can, but they aren't very well written, sad to say. It was to be my grand dissertation - life-defining insight into my character and personality through the vehicle of my devotion to a major league sports franchise. It's just... I feel more complex than that these days, and what I wrote doesn't define who I am anymore. A lot can happen in 6 months.
I'm embarking on new territory - always with a wink and smile - so bookmark this sucker. It's going to get gloriously messy in here.
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