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Have you ever wondered why social media uses the term “followers”? It’s a bit bizarre, when you think about it, because…
I have been a part of the Medium community for a few months now. …
Some headlines have the mystifying ability to anchor a single detail in your mind and otherwise fade completely from memory. A couple days ago I stumbled across my first notice about the Omicron variant. …
TLDR: Faced with yet another onslaught of serious questions about the ethics of their behavior, and about social media in general, Facebook has (*ahem*) courageously rebranded and tried to distract the world with shiny new technology. Their new company, Meta, is devoted to bringing about the Metaverse — a virtual-reality…
To the best of my knowledge, nobody has calculated how many people pass through Yreka¹, California, on Interstate 5 each day, as they travel to and from the Oregon border. The number is certainly measured in thousands, and if I had to ballpark it based on my experience I’d put…
There are two main routes out of Riverside, California, for someone who is travelling to San Francisco. Both routes converge at Interstate-5 south of Bakersfield.
The I-5 is the long, concrete spine that enervates the West Coast, stretching from San Ysidro on the Mexican border up to the northern edge…
There are very few places in the world that are better suited for reconsidering your life choices than a tiny shack in the middle of nowhere.
It’s a proper shack. Twelve feet long by twelve feet wide, and situated at the far end of a long rural lane south of…
I hope your friend starts dating quickly and finds out what the rest of us already know; the world is full of people who won't judge her the way you do.
I spent the evening of the 2016 election at a victory party for Hillary Clinton.
I arrived at the door that night smiling. I had spent the whole day looking at the productive part of my computer, not the internet part. I knew nothing.
The first crack in my optimism…
I’ve spent the better part of the last three weeks fighting a nasty chest cold. It’s insidious — the type that attacks in waves. The first wave started in the back of my throat and then migrated into my chest, the way most of my colds normally do. I spent…
