It’s that time of year. Pumpkins. Foliage. Hayrides. Mums. Making every single word that rhymes with “ock” into a lame play-on-words for October.
A few I’ve heard just this week?
“Rocktober” for, oh… just about everything. An overly abused variation: “Rocktoberfest.”
“Blocktober” for a block party.
A local car company, Boch Toyota, playing commercials for their “Bochtober Fest.”
And a [...]

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At the risk of sounding anti-social (a risk I’m willing to take), I have something to share: I hate talking to people on the phone.
I mean, really hate it.
I express myself better in writing. I always have. I’m not the type of person who can come up with the right thing to say off the [...]

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