Selling buyers on a jingle

My doctor has me on a medicine that makes me nauseas and gives me acid reflux. I’m counting the days until the prescription is done, but without fail, when the acid reflux comes on, I thik back to the seventies and eighties and the jingle that went “plop, plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a... Continue Reading →

If people were fonts . . .

In my job, I occasionally work with graphic designers and I’ve come to respect them a great deal for everything they bring to a job. They have taste, they have style. Some even have a little pizzazz. I have none of those. For example, I dress myself for work every day and, before I leave... Continue Reading →

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