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Exhibit A why I won't joint Facebook:

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Man please

Why do grown ass men in their 30's and up insist on acting like fucking high school kids? This is why I can't get right with the lord!

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When posing goes wrong

I've decided to fall back on the whole "clique" thing, shoot I'm a grown ass man. Besides, who has time for high school? So I just roll with cool peeps (of which there are many) when lounge.

Clockwise: Me, Daniel, Cole, Issa, & Chubi

Because I'm still too likely to cuss somebody out for questioning me on something stupid.

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Progress

After being in a cast since July 22, it feels good to have some type of progress. I was seriously so down the other day, I played Hezekiah Walker's "We Made It" on repeat ALL DAY to get myself out of the depressive funk I had been in for a couple weeks. There were some dark days, but things are getting better.

I was obsessive in following the doctors orders and did such a good job that both he and his asst. remarked they could tell. After tests, he surmised that I'll only be on crutches longer for maybe a week (instead of the usual 2 week minimum) AND that I'll probably be out of the boot in 4 weeks (instead of 7-8 weeks). I'm just hoping I can get some work (if there's any work to be had) as soon as I can, because there's no convention business in this town from December to Mid February. And I may have to sell sneakers, but I will not be selling my crippled body. Especially when the sneakers will fetch so much more right now hahahaha

Thanks for all your prayers, because I do hear them and I do need them.

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We break from our regularly scheduled program...

I usually write introspective posts. This is not one of those. Sorry, but I'm a grown man with grown man desires y'all. I know some people expect different (or 'better' as some folks refer to it) from me. I got you covered next time. Look at that ass on the shortest one! Lord be Jesus, somebody splash cold water on all my body parts. Good.Ness.Gra.Cious. I believe I'm under rumpnosis, I am in a state of agitation that the state attorney has deemed unsafe for the general public. Unfortunately for me, my "dude" who just came back from India for work is now in Wisconsin for the Gay World Softball League. Get yo ass back here, I got a bat that needs to be swung mayne.....

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I need another car.

I'm the independent type of dude that tries to do as much as possible before asking anyone for help. In this spirit, my dumb ass crutched to the end of the street to catch the bus to the local Post Office. As if the 'walk' didn't damn near make me pass out, the sight of this wildebeest surely did.

Kids, that name is like 12 letters long and ain't even coming close to spanning the arm. I love y'all too much to take a pic of the tat that said, 'Delicious' on the breasticles. "sigh", okay. Note the lack of hair flowing, cascading or knotting up anywhere on the nape of the neck. Normally I don't dis the sisters because I have 4 and know all too well the hate and hell that black women have to deal with. But what you don't see is that this fluffy piss-biscuit is sitting in the 'old/handicapped' section. With her bag on a seat beside her. See why I can't stop cussing, Mr. Jones?

If I had 2 good feet, I would have come home with only 1 crutch.

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On a cool night

That's me and my boy Chubi at some dude named Robert's patio cookout. I was little... lit, but not out of control like the dude that was trying to dance for Chubi. A sloppy mess of the highest order. I don't know who took this pic, or who sent it to a friend, but it showed up in my mail entitled, "Good times". I must concur.

Peep my boy's sexy sneer. You wouldn't believe how shy and self conscious he actually is. I gotta get him married soon. Any takers?

And yes, I am holding that damn iphone again. This pic reminds me of why I moved here in the first place. Besides basketball, I wanted to find some friends, good people to hang out with. Thankfully, it hasn't taken long. Just looking back a year, I was a lonely wreck and now I'm getting my life (is that the right saying?) and infinitely happier. Now, if I could get this cast off to start balling again (to say nothing of working to generate some much needed funds) things would be great. Oh, and I'm kinda seeing somebody, but he asked me not to blog about him. Makes it hard to write sometimes :)

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