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I stood in our bedroom, putting away my keys and wallet after a quick grocery trip when… “Who is this chick you’re ‘connecting’ with on your laptop!?” Nhu’s shout sliced through my noise-canceling headphones like a hot wife through butter. “What!?” I yelled back, knocking over a chair and punting a pink bottle of baby […]

The closet EXPLODED open, spewing a rainbow of neck pillows across the bedroom floor. Knocked me to the ground. Rose like a tide to window-level. I opened my mouth to scream… But no words escaped. My world faded to black, crushed by at least five or ten pounds of memory foam. And my final thoughts

Earlier today, I subjected myself to humiliation and torment for your sake. “It’ll be a blast,” they said. “It’s a party for LinkedIn posts,” they said. Yes… I joined a LinkedIn Pod. No, it has nothing to do with dolphins. It’s not even a cult, though I did feel like I was drinking the Kool-Aid.

What do cookies and milk have to do with escaping bad business deals, making more money, and avoiding freelancer hell? … You tell me. Maybe I’m making this whole thing up. Maybe there’s no connection at all. Maybe I just wanted an excuse to talk about cookies. But stick with me, and you’ll see why

“Honey, these scammers are getting very creative,” I mused over a cup of coffee, watching my phone light up with a text from an unknown number. “are u coming over my house??” I read it aloud to my wife. She shook her head. “How bold are these people getting? What happened to fake IRS calls

In response to my recent email about AI disillusionment, a reader asked me to mansplain a bit more. Why am I so chill when the rest of the freelancing and marketing world sees ChatGPT as a hooded executioner? Here goes, ladies and gentlemen: Pretend you want to bake banana bread but… So what do you

I did a double-take driving down the highway earlier… 3 Dozen Males,$59.99 A warped cardboard sign in front of an abandoned family diner… Words looked like someone scrawled them in stolen red paint from a Home Depot dumpster… Very serial killer-y vibes. Is it a bulk Tinder bundle? A mid-tier harem? A bargain hit squad?

Picture this: You’re a work-at-home FDA employee. For the past five years, you’ve overseen “hands-on” investigations into meatpacking plants and pharmaceutical companies with the hawk-eyed precision of an ace detective. …All from the comfort of your Krispy Kreme donut-littered, particle board desk. You’re basically, literally Captain America. Our nation and people would be lost without

Other college students binged Nickelback, Jaeger, and Natty Lite. I binged Good Eats by Alton Brown. And Call of Duty. …I didn’t go to class much. If you don’t know Alton Brown, think of him as the cooking world’s Mr. Rogers. Fewer puppets. More pastries. He made cooking feel like a cross between a science

Remember when Biden told coal miners to “learn to code” in 2019? Maybe he should have told coders to learn to mine. Every day, the ChatGPT machine crushes another knowledge worker under its polished bootheel. Marketers, coders, designers, musicians… If you work with your brain, there’s a good chance you’ve felt the icy chill of