Other People’s Memories

I have other people’s memories. No, it’s not like I’m some sort of psychic or telepathy or any sort of crap like that, It’s just that when I think I know someone or connect with them, (“rapport” I think they call it) I can access their own memories as easily
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Family Affair

As a kid and by that I mean teenager/young adult, all I wanted to do was be with my friends. Sure, I loved my family but I had the constant nagging feeling that there was something happening and I was missing it. Now, having a family of my own, I
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Secret Asian Man

Often when meeting designers, I have been asked: ‘Have we met?’ The answer is typically, ‘no.’ It is a common occurrence because my face did indeed show up in copyright free photos a while back. Want the whole story? Design Taxi did a piece on me, as did the good
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Truth Hurts

One of the great benefits of being a parent is to wax giddily about your children. To the annoyance of your friends and especially non-parents, ones smiles and admires the humans in miniature one has had a role in creating. In doing so one day – I, a proud father
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The Sweet Shot

Life conspires against one, at times. And sometimes for one’s better interest in the long run, perhaps. For all the grave and base emotions and energies we might possess, fate will sometimes just not allow for them to be exercised. Case in point: I walked into a party at the
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