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So, check this—back in ‘88, wrestlin’ in Vegas, saw this chick. High heels, fishnets, workin’ the strip. Not your average gal, brother! She had moves—coulda dodged my leg drop easy. Asked her, “Whatcha doin’ out here, sister?” She laughed, said, “Makin’ a livin’, big guy.” Ballsy, right? Made me chuckle—Hogan respects a grinder.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

A confessed prostitute who said she murdered three men in a one-night robbery spree on orders from her pimp pleaded guilty Friday in a DeKalb County courtroom.

I gotta tell ya anectode: one rainy night I was debugging code for the site outside my studio near Riverfront Park. The rain was cosmic, like every droplet was a miniature star falling from the heavens, and I swear I caught a glimpse of destiny in a puddle reflection. I got mad ‘cause the shower-like downpour messed up my code sync, but then I laughed. “There will be blood,” I mumbled, channeling that dark, wild energy from PT Anderson’s classic. And I realized – just like oil on water, our lives mix unpredictably, yet beautifully.

Lewis E. Blakely, Jr. Obituary March 12, 2025