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Sex! Drugs! & Rock n’ Roll!

Well, maybe not a lot of music. But this is a story about too many drugs, a little sex, and a lot of alcohol-enhanced gambling. It is a guide on how to live your life ostensibly for the singular purpose of making bad decisions and missing golden opportunities. While using the excuse of trying to have fun and live life as it comes, it instead demonstrates ways to fail with regularity and completely blow one’s potential.

It is not too graphic, but it can be revolting, make you angry, or at least cause you to slowly shake your head from side to side, while squeezing your lips together in a disturbed expression. It is definitely not for children or teenagers; especially if they are your own offspring and you don’t want to answer awkward questions about your own past behavior that one is reminded of herein.

Furthermore, although this story is not intentionally meant to resemble real life characters (because people, names, places, businesses and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination), the tall tales and exaggerations may resemble actual persons, living and dead, and depict events and locations as told to the author by Cousin Boogie—That’s Boogie … as in: The Boogeyman (scary guy under the bed or in your closet), Boogie Nights (the movie), Boogie board (water-related), Boogie Woogie (Let’s Dance or a type of music), Let’s Boogie! (Let’s get out of here) or Do you want to Boogie? (—have sex?) Not to be confused with buggy (accompanied by a horse), bogey (golf), or Bogey Blunts (vanilla cigarillo), the original Bogey (Humphrey Bogart), Hogie lures (fishing) or Hoagy (Carmichael). None of which should ever be confused with the Philadelphia or Atlantic City (White House) staple, the Italian hoagie. Not that Cousin Boogie didn’t spend considerable time in Philly, AC or Los Angeles, but his tenancy didn’t compare to the two aforementioned and legendary Hollywood characters.

Boogie drinks too much, and is therefore too loud and often obnoxious; uses too much, and is therefore melancholy or incoherent; smokes too much—the tobacco kind—owes everyone money, thinks nothing of asking to borrow your personal stuff, and is careless with other people’s most precious possessions, but is lovable, charming, funny and good company for telling a yarn or two. In other words, he is a manipulator and everyone around him becomes an enabler. Of course, he has spent considerable time in therapy and usually laughs at the ability and attempts by mental health professionals to counsel him—.

But I must let him tell you, in his own words, if I speak the truth.