I need to get something off my chest. I’m an introverted guy with a somewhat anti-social personality, brought on I think by the fact that I don’t like people. It’s not that I generally have anything against them, it’s just that I hate them and hope they all die from the plague. Naturally this attitude…
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Written by Lincoln Adams on
March 14, 2011 |
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Travelogues
I gave SXSW (South by Southwest) every chance I could. Endless panels that taught me nothing, failed or missed networking opportunities that came and went, people that didn’t even want free stuff I was offering them, parties I weren’t invited to, and meetups where apparently everyone already knew everyone else, while I myself knew no…
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Lately I’ve been thinking about how simple life was back in kindergarten. Yeah I know, I’m going WAY back here, but bear with me. :-D I started school for the first time shortly after I had been diagnosed with a profound hearing loss, and sentenced to wear clunky hearing aids that might as well have…
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After taking tabs of the new friendships I’ve been able to make on and off the Internet in the past few weeks, I noticed the people I seem to relate to the most are…. military wives and 50-year old mothers. What the hell is wrong with me??
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I finished cleaning up my blog and watching my shows, so I’m left here surfing the Internet to nowhere in particular. I can still feel that annoying lump in my throat (caused by my acid reflux) and an occasional heartburn, all of which has considerably darkened my mood. Yet as late as it is, I…
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I usually start making plans for my vacation around this time of year, and unlike those who usually have their main vacations during the summer, mine takes place in October, which is by far my absolute favorite month out of the year. This time though, I’m breaking with tradition for a few reasons. One, I’ve…
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When Hell vomited forth its presence onto the Internet, the net result was the creation of Myspace. I’m no stranger to online social networking, but what goes on at Myspace can only be adequately described as some drug induced psychotic nightmare that even the marginally sane among us would do best to avoid. At one…
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