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    I spent an hour last night with my hand on her heart, feeling it feebly bump, telling me it was probably time. She’d grown …

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  • Work-Life Balance

    When I started this blog, I wanted to write more. That was seven years, 529 posts, and over 1.2 million words ago (yes, I …

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  • San Juan

    “We’re in no rush,” I said. We weren’t, but the cab driver still warped his minivan into the traffic jam with uncomfortably tight weft. …

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  • Despite Incredible Breadth and Flexibility of English Language, New Brewery Still Opts to Name New Beers after Boobs

    Chicago, Illinois – Even though the owner’s native language is arguably the most malleable and creative in all spoken linguistic history, a new startup …

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  • Dialectic Lost – We Can’t Talk about Beer Rationally Anymore

    On Monday night, I responded to this tweet: Shill — Oliver Gray (@OliverJGray) July 4, 2017 Having swapped silly banter with Beerbecue on Twitter …

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  • The Mom in Grandma

    My mom sits in the dwindling light of the evening, cradling my daughter in her arms. She’s sideways in an over-sized chair, head down, …

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Paper Moons

I spent an hour last night with my hand on her heart, feeling it feebly bump, telling me it was probably time. She’d grown …

Read More →

Work-Life Balance

When I started this blog, I wanted to write more. That was seven years, 529 posts, and over 1.2 million words ago (yes, I …

Read More →

San Juan

“We’re in no rush,” I said. We weren’t, but the cab driver still warped his minivan into the traffic jam with uncomfortably tight weft. …

Read More →

Despite Incredible Breadth and Flexibility of English Language, New Brewery Still Opts to Name New Beers after Boobs

Chicago, Illinois – Even though the owner’s native language is arguably the most malleable and creative in all spoken linguistic history, a new startup …

Read More →

Dialectic Lost – We Can’t Talk about Beer Rationally Anymore

On Monday night, I responded to this tweet: Shill — Oliver Gray (@OliverJGray) July 4, 2017 Having swapped silly banter with Beerbecue on Twitter …

Read More →

The Mom in Grandma

My mom sits in the dwindling light of the evening, cradling my daughter in her arms. She’s sideways in an over-sized chair, head down, …

Read More →

A Crisis of Faith, not Finances

“Get some craft brewers together, and they’ll tell you that if we continue down this path, we may be witnessing the beginning of the …

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There’s no crying in the Garage

The screwdriver slips from its slotted perch. My knuckles rasp against the mangled folds of an old radiator. As drops of fresh, red blood …

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Dreams of a Dad

I startle awake to the sound of a grunt and a meek cry. I drape my arm over the side of the bed to …

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