"There’s products and then there’s knowing your market target, knowing who to sell to," he thought. "All product and no market is called failure." He had been in the business long enough. Time to sell his story on the six o’clock news. He leapt forward. Thirty-two and married, no kids.
I had great hair yesterday, a fact that buoyed and carried me all the way through to about seven o’clock, upon which my wonderful hair simply decided it had had a long enough day at the office, and went home to its wife and kids, leaving me with a solid and serviceable, yet utterly unremarkable [...]
What do you do with someone who doesn’t respect the rules of Shotgun? If you’re the vindictive geek type, you delink them from your blog. Fortunately, I’m a paragon of good will and virtue, so Evil Rainey, if you’re reading this, all is forgiven. Now, down to business. The weather. Uh, when did it suddenly [...]