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I plan on putting this on my desk Thursday night.  It’s just passive enough to avoid sexual harassment charges, but just active enough to make me look like a complete idiot.
I’m trying to get into the habit of hedging my bets.  Two dollars says that I’ll end up even more jaded at the end of […]

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I’m rather fond of saying that I know something like “the back of my hand.” On occasion, I’ve even been known to say that I know something like “the back of my mother’s hand.”1
It’s a good saying, but, how much do you know about the back of your hand, really? If you were […]

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You might have noticed that I haven’t updated in a while.
Like all good writers, I threw down the pen, squinted my eyes, marched into the sunlight, and worked up some righteous indignation.
A couple of hours ago I learned that that’s for a different kind of screenwriters.
Back to the grind, I guess.
Lately I’ve taken a page […]

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Daniel M
If you’ve ever turned an eye towards any social network site, you’ve probably noticed the internet’s obsession with presidential candidate Ron Paul. He is strictly against everything that doesn’t start with a C and rhyme with pollution, including inflation, taxation, UN representation, government regulation, and practically every single administration. He’s recently […]

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Daniel M
This post is rated AO for language and sexual themes. If you can’t handle that, don’t click on read more, and don’t you dare judge me. If I’m old enough to get drafted and bleed out on foreign soil, I’m old enough to talk about whatever happens to be on my mind.
Let me throw […]

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Daniel M
I cut my fingernails outside so that I won’t have to worry about picking them up.
I’m always looking for new ways to do things. It’s not a love of efficiency, and it’s certainly not a desire to make the world a better place. I just want to invent something cool that will make […]

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Daniel M
Alright, readers. In the interest of full disclosure, I should probably tell you that I am a rabid Tiger football fan. I had my first sentient thoughts in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. I didn’t record the historic moment, but I’m willing to bet that it was about Billy Cannon. I still […]

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