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Conversations with Robots

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Something very odd happened to me at work yesterday – let me start from the beginning:

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Expectations of Memory

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Thirteen years ago, four hours after departing from Shanghai, my dad and I stepped off a rickety train and onto a platform in Nanjing. The air was crowded and dense, heavy with the weight of summer. The sky hung over us like a grey curtain and littered sparsely along the dirt road in an erratic formation [...]

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Spectacle and Shame

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Something lurid and sensational was brewing in the air. I was making my usual lap around my local bookstore, looking for just the right books to cozy up with for the afternoon, when I noticed that someone, somewhere in the store, was speaking quite loudly. The voice was vague and distant as I ambled through [...]

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Painful Epiphanies of a Closet Snob

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I have recently come to the terrible realization that readers of this little blog may not fully understand my posts — by which I mean, people don’t seem to find my posts to be very funny. Upon further examination of this matter, I then came to the more terrible and disturbing realization that readers of [...]

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Prickly Me

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Criticism is a bitter medicine to swallow. This is why Dale Carnegie, self-improvement guru and writer of How to Win Friends & Influence People (don’t knock it until you’ve read it), warns that to criticize is “dangerous” because it “wounds a person’s precious pride, hurts his [or her] sense of importance, and arouses resentment”. Me? [...]

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