When Things Change

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When corporate sweeps in and takes over the individually owned, bootstrapped and personally branded company, all the dynamism in the office shifts. Office politics are introduced. The established camaraderie, the last-minute office happy hours, the provocative holiday parties, now interrupted by the HR machine. Ironically, the watching of sexual harassment videos and other procedural items are outsourced to the assistants. The staff aren’t the ones ‘…bringing in the fucking money. I don’t have time for this!’ Before, the deals were done under the aura and vulgarity of a frat house; now everyone is an independent contractor with new titles and a different hierarchy, watching their backs. The rest of the staff edit their casual conversation topics and spend less time lingering at the … Read More

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Without Cause For Cure

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There wasn’t a medicine cabinet per se, because no one ever got sick. A philosophy eventually built up around this. One time I stepped on a fishhook and instinctively yanked it to remove it; that was a mess. One time I fell into an anthill. One time I accidentally drank the dog’s antitick medicine lifted from the refrigerator door, only because I thought it was my bubblegum flavored antibiotic. This was one of two times I was rushed to the emergency room. They pumped my stomach. The other time was over a bloody nose. An entire bathroom towel was used to squelch the gusher, which immediately stopped flowing as soon as we walked through the ER doors. So, it’s not that … Read More

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On Friendship

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She was making a temporary stop in town. Big life changes were beckoning and our hometown seemed to be drawing her back. We hadn’t seen each other in about seven years, so there was much to catch up on. She was staying in a magnificent AirBnB that had minimalist aesthetics and spiritual totems. It suited where she was mentally. Our excited and enthusiastic voices echoed off the high ceilings. The conversation jumped around, back and forth in time, like kids in a bouncy house. We didn’t know where to begin. We just rushed in.  When so much time has gone by without any communication, it’s easy to let things keep going by. Inertia. Yet we picked up as if there had been … Read More

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Voodoo & Woo-woo

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Down in east Dallas, there is a neighborhood colloquially known as ‘little Mexico.’ Old Ford pickup trucks drive down streets that’ll tear up your transmission. The shop windows are bright with Quinceanera dresses, the taco stands are plenty, the barrio music is loud and the cowboy boots are pointy. Tucked behind one of the shopping strips is a fairly dilapidated set of streets. The houses are in shades from pastel to bright teal. Most are gated by short fences. A toddler could take a running jump and escape. I’m very curious what they think they’re keeping out. Little yappy dogs are often kept in. There is a distinct vibe coursing through this neighborhood. It ranges from a welcoming family to keep-the-hell-out. … Read More

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Our Drives

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After some time, we came to see our best talks were had in the car, on the road. None of these planned. It seems the freedom of the road lends itself to the freedom of the mind. In looking out instead of looking at one another, the pressure is removed. We can deliberately get on the road to go nowhere. Or we can drive through nearby neighborhoods looking at lovely real estate. Or we can be on our way back from a dinner, a trip, or simply the store. In this return, there is a relaxed state. We’ve come to express ourselves best in the setting of no plans to say and no pressure ‘to talk.’ In the car, we are on neutral ground.   … Read More

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