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I know a lot about white walls, white chocolate, and gooey butter cake infrastructure. Heck, why do you read anything? Because you trust the voice, need an opinion, or are looking for information. I talk about sports and entertainment, and everything in between. The movie to watch, the TV show to binge, and what in the world are the St. Louis Cardinals doing? I talk about the beer I’m drinking or the show I’m watching, and anything else that floats into my mind. Everywhere else, I have to keep a guard up or refrain from using a well-thought-out F-bomb to punctuate a sentence or drop the needle. Here, the only rule is when I decide to write and when I decide to stop writing.

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St. Louis guy. Big fan of smashed burgers and late night tacos. Outkicked my coverage with Rachel and father of a whiz kid in Vin. My dad is my best friend. Momma's boy. Film critic-sports columnist-copywriter hybrid. Truck driver.