(Un) coincidental
What if there’s no such a thing as coincidence, like in an M. Night Shyamalan “Signs” kind of way? What if my book sales dropped off to zero for my memoir about emerging from the shadow of my father (after my Facebook account was shut down since July for… and I’m just guessing here… trying to promote my book). And I get one more erroneous book sale, out of the blue and after a solid month of social-media-isolation — on the anniversary of the death of my father.
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Tech Logjam Angers Caffeine Junkies
The Millennial / Gen Z / Tech Alliance nearly caused a Starbucks revolt by VB parents (not us) at the Commerce Street location in Dallas,...
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Never Regret: The Stupid Question
Recently, something’s come up: The stupid question. Quite honestly, I ask it a lot — and have since I first started getting sharp as a...
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Out of Class: A College Journal, Part 1
Somehow, the upperclass floormate of a girl I hooked up with had called, and invited me to her dorm room. But it felt odd, and rang with...
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