Tagged: writing

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Sip Chat Listen Read Think Love

These days, I wish it were that simple. With what’s going on in the world, I sort of wish I had more moments I could just relax and settle into this kind of vibe.

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Climbing out of the abyss

I’m slowly coming out of a major funk, but I still think I’m a horrible person. It’s sometimes really difficult to reconcile those things.

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all the small things

After taking off about a month from the blog and writing to just, I don’t know… collect myself to face 2017 and take some time off for the holiday, I’m back to it. Today’s tale is about me suddenly realizing the right way (for me) to do laundry after all these years.

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Humdrum Doldrums

I am stuck in a rut. This isn’t surprising, really. Ruts are comfortable, habits are easy, keeping things even-keeled is very attractive. Change isn’t necessarily scary for me, but putting forth that effort can be.

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People Can Die From Exposure

[The first in a pair–perhaps later a series?–of articles about work, ownership and compensation online. What I have to say is nothing new, but hopefully can add to the growing chorus of voices about it.] Recently Wil Wheaton went off...

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Machines are Writing Clickbait

This is slightly terrifying. In a post earlier this week, I joked that clickbait headlines and not CAPTCHA will be the one thing that helps separate man from machine. Well, developer Lars Eidnes has created a recurrent neural network (RNN)...

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literally: can’t even

Is it possible to have a Case of the Mondays on a Tuesday? My mini-vacation making a long weekend out of the July 4 holiday is done and I’m back at the office. It was a hot, humid, and rainy...

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blog: still here!

So yeah, it’s been a long time, huh? Shaking out the cobwebs, trying some new digs, and mostly trying to convince myself that people are still visiting this blog for posts other than the SNL Justin Timberlake and Beyonce sketch.

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random: forgotten

It’s said that DC is a very small place and it’s so true. Especially for those that have chosen to make this place their home and aren’t just passing through. My friends often joke that I run into my ex’s...

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finally friday: and I’m spent!

I don’t know how some people do this writing every day thing, especially those people with non-blog-related jobs, sheesh! Then again, I don’t know how I used to do it every day back in the day.* Knocking out 500 or...