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The Reluctant Fundamentalist

I just finished a book. Have you caught your breath yet?  Ok, shocking as it may seem–this one was pretty short, and a quick read.  The book is by Mohsin Hamid and is called “The Reluctant Fundamentalist.”  A story about a young Pakistani who comes to the US for school (Princeton), graduates at the top [...]

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What I do for a living, and what I think about the music biz.

These two are completely separate, and unrelated ideas.  But I’m proud of two things that I’ve accomplished lately (actually three, but it’s hard to post evidence that I worked out twice this week!), so I thought I’d share. If you have 4 minutes and want to know a little more about what I do for [...]

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But then again…

So I’m sitting here working, and I have today’s “Presidential News Conference” on. Some important questions came up… David Gregory from NBC asked about Israel’s recent air strike on a Syrian nuclear site. …the President had no comment. A CBS reporter asked about current relations with North Korea, and the state of their weapons program. [...]

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It’s been a while….

I’ve been told my blog is so “random.” Since that’s already the case, I figure why change it? So this blog is about as random as it gets. 1) Well we’ve had some serious drama in our lives over the last week. Amy’s wedding ring was stolen at gunpoint! (if you want to know more, [...]

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Public Service University!

Marshal was our neighbor in Pasadena–he’s a great writer (he currently writes for the Las Vegas Sun) and a great guy. This came from him: Dear friends and family, It’s my honor to tell you about an exciting proposal before Congress tocreate the nation’s first undergraduate university for civilians — theUnited States Public Service Academy. [...]

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Saddam’s Hanging Pics – What do you think?

It’s pretty Brutal huh? The pic above almost looks like a Picaso. Saddam Hussein hanging from a thick noose, his head snapped to the left (or his right), almost as if it’s not a part of his body anymore. The wall behind him is blood red…it really seems more like a gruesome painting than a [...]

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