I Could Never Sell

An old IBMer from the dawn of computing writes: An old IBMer taught me a little trick.  Not so little, after all. I was new.  He was a dinosaur.  Like I am now, to you. He still wrote thank you cards on linen paper with a fountain pen, a stack every day.  He doesn’t see [...]

Gamer writes: I listen to my ten-year-olds play Monopoly.   They argue endlessly about rules.  Loudly, passionately.  Same with softball, soccer.   You can’t this, you have to that.  You win the game when your rules win.   Yes, sometimes the game breaks up over rules.  But they will be back.  The game matters that [...]