"What´s that mean?", the writer asks as he picks up the stack of paper on the table. "I´m saying", I say as I pick up my taza, "that your writing sucks." He pauses;  I used Courier New like I thought he liked. "I mean", I continue speaking as I set my taza down, "I read most of what you wrote and you didn´t once mention potato--you know that´s our code word, right? Also, where...

"What´s that mean?", she asks as places her coffee in the cupholder in the spacejet. "You know", I reply as I turn on the left blinker, "it´s like this--there´s 2 people walking in the woods. One person cares and the other doesn´t give a fuck." I pause; is it a left or right at the next street? Continuing, "like does that make sense?" She pauses; what´s he talking about? "No", she replies as she rolls down the...

"Yeah", I reply as I take a sip of coffee, "that´s cool. So why did you want to meet me?" He pauses; this is my chance. "I want you to start a rumor about me on Dorinto." I pause; excuse me? "Excuse me?" He leans back in his chair; taking a sip of coffee, he sighs. "I need publicity", he says as he leans forward and sets his taza down, "I need grassroots advocacy and I think that...

I pick it up; interesting. 7 Steps Out Of Not Writing A Blog I turn my head to look out the window; back to the small book; I open it up. How To Write A Blog Looks boring as fuck. I flip to the Table Of Contents. Chapter 1: Notebook In Private In Bedroom Chapter 2: Share With Therapist or a Professional Chapter 3: Ethics/Morality--is it right? Chapter 4: Rediscovering Principles To Apply Today Chapter 5: Conclusion: Next Step. Chapter 6: Minding YOUR Business...

I pause; I take a gulp of air; my fear subsides. "Where did you say that you went to school, again?" He turns his head away and to the computer. He starts typing again. "That´s a good question", he replies as he looks down at the keyboard, "that will really make people think--develop creative thinking without assumptions." "Yeah", I reply as I turn my head to his computer, "but it was also a question." I pause;...

"That should do it", I think out-loud in the kitchen. The dog looks over at me and tilts his head. "Yeah", I reply, "I know what you mean." I close the lid of the laptop; the machine shuts off. Done for the day. "You hungry?", my wife asks as she takes a step into the kitchen. "Nah", I respond, "I´m cool." "I´m starved!", HR says from across the kitchen table as she sets her soda down. "I could...

We´re hanging out at the river; the Rappahanock flows through Fredericksburg. It´s an average night on an average day in a rather average town. We´re average teenagers. He´s taking a class in college on communication; he shows me his book. There´s bubbled text on page 76 a third of the way down the page. The Magic Bullet Theory of Communication A specific action results in several outcomes. I look at it; it makes...

"There´s three equations", the teacher starts. I pull out my notebook; start writing down the equations. "It´s about knowing how to use them", he continues. It´s 2003 in Blacksburg. I´m in jet propulsion design class at Virginia Tech. The semester goes on and we keep getting harder questions; maybe, not harder, but new situations. He shows us how these equations can be used to solve different problems. I had been put on academic probation...

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