I'm a card-carrying member of the RSSC (Radio Station Switching Club). It's a disease. Like finger tourettes. Or something. It's car-specific. I'm either driving or riding in the passenger seat and I Constantly, Continually and…
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I hope you can really see this picture. It's the work of my little man, Jack (aka, the Snack Pack). This is his signature image. You've got the backhoe and the guy with his helmet…
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I waitressed for several years. Through college, through grad school. And I enjoyed it thoroughly. I loved how the time went by so fast, no watch-looking necessary. I loved how it was always new. I…
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Call me a linguistics geek, but I prefer to 'apologize'. And there is a difference. Sure. You did something less than nice. Or maybe you just bumped into someone by accident. Maybe you made an…
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FYI, I could not decide on a title, so, yes, you got all three. Bull Balls This is what I love about my job, it opens my door to the coolest people and their fascinating…
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I was going to post something different this morning, but then I almost died, so I changed my tack. Granted, my take on this morning's events might be a slight exaggeration, but we'll never know,…
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Surprisingly, this post applies to my male readers too - and to people that don't consider themselves to be pretty (you really are, like it or not). Writers, freelancers, work from homers - whoever you…
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I got a phone call yesterday afternoon. Well, first I got a message via LinkedIn requesting the call, then I got the call. It was from a recruiter. Offering a very (very) high paid job…
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'This is a very simply game. You throw the ball, you catch the ball, you hit the ball. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Sometimes...it rains." Bull Durham As I see it, one of my…
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