Tag: old fogies
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When did I become an old fogie?
Seriously. I am sitting in a hotel room in the dark, tapping, tapping at my keyboard (thought I was going to say “chamber door,” didn’t you? Just an allusion to Edgar Allan Poe… Thank you, literary friends.). I have been awake long enough to get a shower, hit the lobby for some coffee, and allow…
All Things Work Together 