Spoiler alert. This post is about to get nasty. Delicate souls should stop reading now because no good will come of it. Trust me, you won't be enlightened, just horrified. Now you Schizer fans, well, pull up a chair and make yourselves comfy.
Published on The Drabble: Fungible Love, 1986
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It’s a Sad Day if You’re Coming to Dr. Sean for Counseling and Career Advice
If you've just met me for the first time and are asking me for help making important life decisions -- alright, I'll give it a shot.
What Foul Trick is This, Oh Baskin Robbins?
All I wanted was an ice cream cone. Just one ice cream cone. What could go wrong?
The Drabble Posts a Short Piece from Yours Truly
I'd like to thank The Drabble for posting a short piece I adapted for their site! If you don't have time to read War and Peace during your busy day, you've got a short attention span *cough Jason Etzel and James McDonald*, or you simply appreciate the art of brevity in writing (100 words or …
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Christmas Cheer — or Not
The Christmas season brings out the best in people — and the worst.
Christmas Cheer — or Not
It was interesting driving for Uber the Friday and Saturday before Christmas. I miss having family around, so with nothing else going on, I went out to hit the road to spend some time with strangers during the holidays, be part of their stories, and make some money. Oh that precious family time I picked …
A Road Less Traveled
It was oh-dark-30, and I was on an unlit road to nowhere, heading to a town I hadn't even known existed. How the hell did this happen?
A Road Less Traveled (or How I Ended up in Bum F*** Egypt)
It was oh-dark-30 and I was on an unlit road to nowhere, heading to a town I hadn't even known existed. How the hell did this happen? About thirty minutes before, I had been summoned to the Coach House in Scottsdale at around 12:30 a.m. I'd almost turned off the Uber Driver app to head …
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A Starbucks Holiday Tale of Woe
A Starbucks Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate always brings a smile to my face — except the time Starbucks did it's best to kill my Christmas spirit.
Tales from the Land Manatee 