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I just found out yesterday that my new bestest friend – not to be confused with my excellent friend, convicted bomber, forger, perjurer and drug dealer, who has not served his full sentence and walks free every day at risk of being returned to federal prison if he violates parole Bert Timbaland
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This is a tremendous shock.
Malone (very few called him Michael) appeared on my very narrowly focused radar just a couple months ago. His attitude was agnostic, until he got a taste of the evidence available and some typical interaction with the man himself. Unsurprisingly, his objectivity, own-mindedness, willingness to listen and basic sanity inevitably led him to the same obvious conclusion as the rest of us. In a very short time he became a valuable ally (except for his Mole Moment) and friend.
I will miss him.
In the psychiatry biz, there’s another term for it…
…it’s called a Freudian slip.
But whatever you call it, it’s still goddamn hilarious.
So a while back, I decided to scale back a bit here and try a longer project. After the jump, the first draft of Chapter 1.
There’s more in the pipeline, but let’s not be greedy, hmm?
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I doubt Mark in MD will try to sue me for copyright, since he would have to review his actual name.
Now I’ve always been told that everyone talks to themselves, and that it’s perfectly normal to do so.
But you really have to watch out for the ones who not only talk to themselves, but answer back as well.
…promised me chocolate brownies.