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So the little hot pink sperm by my name is gone. The party's over and I'm left with a bunch of shredded wrapping paper and a curious stain on my pants.

Thank you all for the good wishes. The next quarter century is going to be at least as bizarre as the last.

I'm gearing up to start a regular writing gig for a bodybuilding mag, research and grant writing for a documentary on pharmaceutical cartels, and doing movie reviews for an adult website.

A good start, but not quite there...

"It never got weird enough for me." -H.S. Thompson.