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The Demise and Rise of a Toaster
I like my chocolate chip banana bread toasted with butter. I’m a fat boy like that. This batch of my wife’s bread was especially doughy. The slice I put in the toaster was wide. I shoved it between the toaster’s prison bars and tried to start the toaster. No heat, no buttons lit up, bread…
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Baseball and Bikers
I’ve got 23 minutes to kill before my meeting. I could prep for it by preparing some helpful insights for my client, but I’ll pass. Nothing promised, nothing delivered. Keep expectations low. One of the first bits of advice I received when I started in advertising was to underpromise and overdeliver. I’ve always been more…
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The Way of the Week
It’s Friday morning and I just finished my 3rd cup of coffee from the Japanese made fine bone china Tiffany mug given to me by a business partner. Each year they send a singular Tiffany cup of some description. It’s tucked in the back of the mug cupboard, but I wanted to feel like an…
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Men Suck
I’m sitting behind my desk with my gaze tilted rightward in order to observe the words my fingers punch on my big monitor. My right heel taps continuously on the carpet as the Adderall, nicotine, and caffeine course through me. Necessary supplements, without which I’d never leave the recliner. My hunger is returning now that…
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Har Mar
Sitting at my desk in the home office waiting for an 11am internal conference call. Feeling antsy after a Liquid IV Energy and 2 big cups of coffee. Saturday we took one of our younger son’s parents to dinner and a concert by Har Mar Superstar. The husband is in my golf league and the…
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Drunk Thursday Sex
After the bar closed they went home with a couple random dudes. One was married, one divorced. She says she didn’t do anything.
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Mood Regulation
No meditation today. No service work. No reading. I did walk two miles, so that sort of counts as a workout. I’m writing now. I haven’t enjoyed it. Fuck.
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Christianity Cares
So what if many of the people there also believe Jesus came out of a virgin, died, resurrected, then floated up to heaven to wait for an eventual return when the time is right. Oh, hey Jesus…it’s time.
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Herky Jerky
I’m sitting down at the desk in my home office and I’m nervous. I don’t want to do it. I don’t want to make the calls or deal with my boss. I want to journal before the drudgery begins to unburden myself from the little things that keep popping up in my mind to keep…
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The Week that Will Be
If I’ve always imagined the great things in my life that would come with harder work and sticktoitiveness, but have never gotten off the couch to do the work, do I really want those things?
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