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Damian was one of a kind. People say that about people they know, but he truly was an original, probably bordering on odd. I don’t know any man in his 30s who drinks sherry like an elderly British woman while petting his cat. Bond villaindom aside, Damian had an endless capacity for information. There is…
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It’s embarrassing to admit, but I have a…how shall we say this…Starbucks addiction. Every day, at around the same time, I go to my local Starbucks and I purchase a Venti or Trenta iced black coffee, unsweetened, light ice. The unsweetened is so they don’t put that ungodly, sickly syrup in the drink that ruins…
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It’s embarrassing to admit, but I have a…how shall we say this…Starbucks addiction. Every day, at around the same time, I go to my local Starbucks and I purchase a Venti or Trenta iced black coffee, unsweetened, light ice. The unsweetened is so they don’t put that ungodly, sickly syrup in the drink that ruins…
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The greatest gift I’ve ever been given was by my friend Maggie (Michal), who asked Gilbert Gottfried to record a Cameo video after I’d gotten into a bad car accident (Armenian on Armenian crime). It was exactly what I needed, and I treasure it to this day. The day after she ordered the Cameo, my…
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I haven’t posted in awhile, and I’m sure people must think I’m dead. I’ve, frankly, been away from my desk. Now that we can leave the house, I’ve been to the East Coast and Pacific Northwest, gone on countless adventures with family and friends, gotten exercise every day, plenty of dinner and drinks and nights…
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I was a patient kid. I know that may come as a shock to many of you, and it’s a startling admission I’d normally only make if the magazines paid the right price. I remember being really good at waiting. Waiting in the doctor’s office. Waiting for certain shows to come on. Waiting my turn.…
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There’s a haunting about, and it’s not even Halloween. It’s the ghost of self-pity, better known as “Why Me?” It creeps up even among the strongest of us, and hits when you least expect it. This ghost presents itself in some distinct, wild forms: Guilt: I did X, and then Y happened.Example; I called Sheela…
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There’s a haunting about, and it’s not even Halloween. It’s the ghost of self-pity, better known as “Why Me?” It creeps up even among the strongest of us, and hits when you least expect it. This ghost presents itself in some distinct, wild forms: Guilt: I did X, and then Y happened.Example; I called Sheela…
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I don’t know if you have them on your March Madness bracket, but there’s a little known school called The University of Flow State. They’re as elusive as they are effective, coming out of nowhere to surprise you and then vanishing seemingly without a trace. What’s Flow State you ask? good video when you have…