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Howdy folks,

A few random news points and general updates.

The first thing is I want to shout out my new article that went live this week on Revzilla – it’s the first of a 4-part series I wrote on the State of the Electric Motorcycle that includes interviews with Zero Motorcycles, Mission Motorcycles, and Harley Davidson.  It was a tremendously fun piece to write and I hope you-all enjoy it.  Electric bikes are interesting both from a Electric Vehicle perspective and from a Mobile perspective and the bikes from Zero and Mission in particular blur that line between vehicle and data platform.

Secondly, I’m going to be pausing my short stories.  I’ve been posting them every friday for almost 3 months now and – despite positive feedback from friends and family – have not seen any of them go above 10 shares or tweets.  Nobody sharing the stories means nobody outside my immediate circle will ever see them.  While it has been a fun exercise as a writer, it’s hard to justify continuing to invest the time when I have so many other projects going.

Back on a positive note – I’ll be in Scotland for the next two weeks interviewing people and observing the last week of the campaign for Scottish independence before the referendum on the 18th, as well as the immediate aftermath of what I fervently hope will be a resounding victory for “Yes.”  This is hugely exciting for me because it’s my first real vacation in over 3 years, because I’ve always been proud of my Scottish heritage and feel a deep connection to the place and the people, and because I did my Bachelors degree in Political Science and International relations with a focus on secessionist movements  among stateless nations in Europe.  So this trip is exciting both personally and as a political scientist.

I’ll post my first article Saturday and hope to post something every day for the next two weeks.

As always, thanks for reading.



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When she came into the room he was staring into the mirror with a look on his face like a kid who’d dropped their ice cream into a mud puddle.

Just look at me!  Yellow teeth, flabby gut, going bald in the back.  I’m a complete mess.  If I was a girl there’s no way in hell I’d date me. Why do you stick around?

He was depressed, it had been (another) long day at work and the dead end job combined with their endless money troubles had him questioning everything.  She was the best thing in his life by a long stretch.  And the more he thought about it the harder it was to believe that she’d chosen him of all people.

She laughed and the sound was wedding bells and jet planes and and water rushing down river.

You, sir, are a silly man.

It wasn’t an insult, just a statement of obvious fact.

We don’t choose who we love, it just is.  I love you for who you are.  But I’d love you more if you quit moping around and did the dishes.

Fair enough.