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I can be vengeful. That doesn’t seem to dissipate with age. I wonder if it’s because I am writing the Book of Blues prequel and I share this trait with the main character. Without doubt I question whether my personal growth is frozen in this moment until the moment is written. Either way, the only [...]

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There wasn’t a part of my morning that wasn’t bombarded by a part of my professional life. The bombs came through email, out from twitter, along from Facebook, and standing along my my desk – all in multiple forms. The phone even rang. That’s never good. I had to cajole, negotiate, insist, persist, pistol whip, [...]

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Just like how the Gutenberg Press helped bring reading to the masses, so has blogging been able to give anyone w/ access to the internet a medium to allow their writings to be seen. For better or otherwise. I use blogging to allow my head to dance around a thought. Take yesterday for example. This [...]

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A quiet, unassuming spring night in April. The NFL draft is consuming traditional media like it’s the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament, and around here, people are preparing for the now-Famous Dark Lord Day at Three Floyds Brewery. Life is placid for a few days. It only means one thing: time to escape to Big Country’s [...]

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Today was a bittersweet day for me. When I started playing around with Social Media tools, I used Picasso’s Old Guitarist as my gravatar – a filler till I decided whether or not I liked these tools. But as with many things in my life, I got attached to the picture. Then again, I’ve almost [...]

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