Tag: the dark tower
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Bookstores, The World Has Moved On, Part 12 — March 24, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE There was a time when I was a teenager that I was convinced I would meet my future wife in a Waldenbooks. I’d be doing what weird teenage me often did – wandering the narrow aisles of the mall-encapsulated bookstore – and there she would be, contentedly paging through a classic or…
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Power Ballads: The World Has Moved On, Part 11 — February 27, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE I have long said that I am my music. Want to know how I’m doing? Check out what I’ve been listening to recently on Spotify. The science hippies are finally waking up to the truth I’ve known all along — we are our music. Our heart rates, our brainwaves, our motor systems…
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Letters: The World Has Moved On, Part 10 — February 5, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE I can’t remember the last time I received a letter in the mail. Now, of course, part of that is because I have very few friends, locally or otherwise. And then there’s the fact that I am most definitely the Black Sheep of the Family. So the odds of anyone taking the…
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Newspapers: The World Has Moved On, Part 9 — February 4, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE The news today that The Washington Post is cutting a third of its newsroom, including its entire sports department, has left me sad. It’s not that such a blood-letting was unexpected, nor is it the most severe in the history of the profession I once loved. It’s that it’s happening to The…
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The Internet: The World Has Moved On, Part 8 — February 3, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE The Internet sucks. That it has gone from “Holy cow! This is cool!” to “Holy shit! This is annoying!” in the span not only of my lifetime but my adulthood makes me feel both old and sad. Old, because I can honestly say that the world has moved on from the OG…
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Arcades: The World Has Moved On, Part 7 — February 2, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE Somewhere in Columbus, Ohio, a Galaga arcade game stands in a hotel arcade and carries my initials in Position #1 under “High Scores.” Or, at least, it did when I checked out of the hotel sometime back in 1980s following my aunt’s wedding. I would imagine the game, if not the hotel…
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Navigating: The World Has Moved On, Part 6 — January 30, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE I quite convinced that if we took members of today’s generation, brought them back to May 14, 1804, and said, “Today’s generation, meet Lewis and Clark. Lewis and Clark, meet today’s generation. They are going to be your navigators,” we never would have heard of Lewis and Clark. They would have been…
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Sports Lines: The World Has Moved On, Part 5 — January 25, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE I met Michael Spinks when I was a 13-year-old boy. If you remember that name at all, it’s likely for getting his head nearly knocked off by an in-his-prime Mike Tyson on June 27, 1988. That GIF, above? That’s not Spinks receiving brain damage at Iron Mike’s hands, yet it’s a reasonable…
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Peeing: The World Has Moved On, Part 4 — January 24, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE Boy The Elder was but a toddler and had little use for his father. Oh no. Mommy was all the rage. Wifey Poo could not go anywhere without sobs from BTE, coupled with incessant wails of “I want Mommy!” The only thing I, as the aforementioned father, could find that would placate…
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Sundays: The World Has Moved On, Part 3 — January 23, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE I was a lad of about 10 years when I was bit in the butt by Muricah’s Christian heritage. I was in the midst of a two-week stay at Rich Martin’s All-Star Baseball Camp on what I think was the campus of Rutgers University but it might have been some other New…
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Internet Accessibility: The World Has Moved On, Part 2 — January 22, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE Well, here was are at Part 2 of The World Has Moved On (links to the Overview and Part I are below) and we’re already going in for the kill with a topic as massive as The Internet. Buckle up. The internet is not a bad thing. It’s not a good thing.…
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The World Has Moved On, An Overview— January 20, 2026

THE DAILY UPDATE It’s a quiet Tuesday morning in Foristell, Missourah, my hometown of the past several years. My drive to work was one of those in which you know you set out from your house, you know you arrived at a different place, but whatever happened on the way is something of a mystery.…
