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Something Happens

I navigated the turbulent waters of high school with my head down and my guard up. I was poor. Most of my clothes were old hand-me-downs from a cousin. Despite my best efforts, I could never fit in—whatever the hell that was supposed to mean in 1991. Instead, I...

Context

I occasionally take flack for my attitude on twitter when it comes to the success of Lore and my thoughts on podcasting as an industry. But it’s easy to misunderstand someone when you only take in partial elements of their public life. Context is the key to a...

Good-bye

My maternal grandmother, Jean, passed away about an hour ago. She was a strong woman. After raising five daughters and helping my grandfather build his own successful business, she became a widow at the young age of fifty. When my grandfather passed away, she sold his...