Relaxing is Harder than Running Myself into The Ground

I hope you'll excuse the little hiatus. And understand that last week I wanted to write and be witty and smart but I just couldn't get there. I sat down everyday and provided nothing but rocks that sunk, deep into the sea, when I tossed them. Nothing stuck. Then I went to New Orleans to …

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Lunacy, or, Thank God for Turkey Balls

Let's talk about last Tuesday. I was having one of those nights anyone with a desk job could tell you about. I had exhausted myself at work, but had done so in front of a computer. My brain was just about drained of all its good, smart, creative fluid, but my body was still revving. …

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