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My mother wants me to thank John at The Train Depot in Chantilly, Va., who cleaned and oiled the engine…
Rewatching Star Trek: The Next Generation after a 20-year break. The Enterprise encounters an abandoned Federation shuttlecraft and a time-travel…
Insightful essay from a US Military vet who went to college at age 52. Let me address this “snowflake” thing.…
Marley was dead. (I voice the narrator in this new, fully dramatized audio adaptation. First of four parts.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ItWfTNCendo