(*Please note- so as to not seem callous, I penned today’s post before the earthquake in Japan had happened. I want to extend my support and concern for my friends there. It makes all efforts not related, seem totally insignificant.* That said, I suppose we’ll get on with the show…)
Having not necessarily successfully resolved my Wednesday’s conundrum, I have yet to flee to Aruba, but rather stayed put right here in Amerikuh, where among all of our other issues, race mixing is apparently still not welcome;

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The time has arrived for The Man to come along, pull down his pants and plant his fat ass on my head.

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With some frequency I take some time out of my busy day of keeping my chair from floating away to make contact with the good people in the ranks of the Maximo Supremo side bar to let them know what’s what over here in the Black Market. It’s a thing I like to call the State of The Union Undress.

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While I have quite enjoyed these past sixteen months at the helm of my own ship, there is a weight on my shoulders and a pain in my head, and that pain is called taxes.

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Ask nearly anyone who would admit to knowing me, and they would tell you that there is very little in this life that I enjoy more than some good, old fashioned mail.

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