My memory couldn’t reconcile seeing Conan in 1994 doing his thing. I had to begin a backfilling process and connect some dots to get a new perspective of something familiar in a setting and time I’ve not seen before.
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On a personal note, I find myself hounding the topic of digital retreating due to the incredible amount of wasted time I see in my rearview mirror. At first it can seem justified. The amount of blogs I have read (which as long as they are good credible ones). The amount of chats I have …