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I stopped journaling during this whole thing. Initially I just sort of stopped thinking about it, then when I remembered that I wasn’t journaling I would think of how little I had to say. How many times could I write “This sucks, did the same thing today as yesterday, don’t care”?

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I never really thought about twenty-five.

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There is a box on my dresser in my childhood bedroom, where I’ve been staying since the weekend and where I’ll be staying for the foreseeable future, or at least until the Summer. I used it, for years, as a place where I left assorted little trinkets and keepsakes, but the years that it spent in disuse have provided me a sort of time capsule for events I’ve attended in years past. Each stub has a story, both in the event to which it allowed me access and in the lessons and memories that I took away from them. Continue reading →

In the midst of living through one demarcatory line between past and present, I examine the complications onset by another – the SDTV/HDTV transition.

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I’ve been dealing with the Coronavirus pandemic in many ways, some better than others. Here’s how I’ve been holding up in four different ways – Physically, Mentally, Socially, and Societally. Continue reading →

I never thought that I would cry watching a replay of a basketball game.

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The most important work of art of the last fifty years examined

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I’ve been on YouTube since its birth and I’ve picked up on more than a few of the site’s most obscure, bizarre videos. Today we dig into the cellar to examine an inexplicably strange basketball highlight video.

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I don’t know how to fix it, please stop drawing attention to it.

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This is an expansion on Mike’s take on juice boxes in the latest Topical Solve. We, as a people, live our lives box to box. This is my theory:

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