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About San Antonio

Cops didn’t care, typical shit.

Blakeley Club Chair

So, Lana posted a link to a blog post about regretting being a slut. (This is based solely on my experience).

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.

Big Red Finishes Ninth at Win Palmer Cup, Blakely and Gallagher Lead the Way