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Vocal Coach
I promise this newsletter is not all about people who die. However, this week is going to be about another person who has died. We lost my high school speech teacher, Coach Copeland, this week. He was a mainstay in… Continue reading
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Bye Bye Bike
I’m stupid with my money, but that’s pretty obvious about me considering I went to law school. Not only that, I also just buy stupid stuff. The award for stupidest purchase likely belongs to the brand-new motorcycle I bought in… Continue reading
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Have A Day (Happy)
Early last summer when the virus reemerged even worse than before, people tried finding safe ways to connect with those most vulnerable. I ended up involved in one of those ways by virtue of an outdoor parade at a retirement… Continue reading
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I Love You, You Monster
On the Pulaski stop of the orange line, headed toward Chicago’s Midway Airport, a man stepped into my train car wearing no pants. From the waist up, he was quite dapper, wearing a beige sport coat, a matching button down,… Continue reading
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Damn You, Billy Joel
Before the pandemic, I didn’t give a fuck about Billy Joel. I mean, I knew who he was. He’s the piano man. He plays at the bar, and they put bread in his jar. He is also the guy who really wants… Continue reading
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Won’t You Be My Helper?
This week, amidst the Texas freeze, I found myself crouched in front of my house in the snow with my brother-in-law, Aaron, absolutely vexed by my water meter cover. It’s a circle of metal, about the size of a personal… Continue reading
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Just Desserts
This past week on the Sinisterhood Patreon, we released a new “Am I the Asshole” episode. There is a website on which users ask whether their behavior in interpersonal relationships is or is not acceptable. The other users judge their behavior by… Continue reading
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Mall Madness
(When I was a kid, maybe nine years old, I remember sitting at home with my mom on a Saturday night, waiting to drive back up to our local mall and pick up my sister, Shannon, at closing time. She… Continue reading
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Blame It All On My Roots
“You know they say you can’t be just a little bit pregnant?” I said out loud to 85 of my coworkers during a presentation. “Well, you can be just a little bit incapacitated. It’s not an on-and-off switch.” I was co-presenting a… Continue reading




