My dad never had a son.But that didn’t keep him from sharing his love of basketball.As a kid, he’d quiz me on the names of some of the players past and present from his favorite team—the Lakers.He’d say their first name, I’d respond enthusiastically with their last.It was our own little comedy routine.“AC” he’d say.“Green!” I’d respond.“Magic…?” he’d question.“Johnson!” I’d scream, beaming from ear to...
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“Write a blog,” they said. “It’ll be great,” they said.

Greetings and welcome to my blog. If you’re reading this you’re probably a good friend of mine or maybe an old friend/classmate/colleague that I haven’t talked to in years save for a few Instagram likes and Facebook comments. You may even be a new friend trying to figure out where I lie on the crazy spectrum. It’s okay, I probably have stalked or will stalk...
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