
How I Discovered I Have a Neurological Disorder
In which I am repeatedly, confidently wrong about who I'm talking to.
A relatively unknown author attempts to set the record straight about certain calamities for which he cannot, legally speaking, be held responsible.
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In which I am repeatedly, confidently wrong about who I'm talking to.

Unresolved anger issues? Sure. Which among us is perfect?

Wherein I am confused by breakfast, and America is confused by me

A true account of my mother, a ghost, and an email I ought not have sent.

In which my retirement plans are revised, again, by committee...

How I learned to take omens more seriously than I'd like to admit.

In which the supernatural starts to get bothersome.

I Tried Not To Tell You This, However...

How to avoid learning from one's mistakes.

Opinions I Would Only Express Under Duress