Steve Lovelace Blog

In the Haze of the Night 5

In the Haze of the Night: Part 4

1: Drunken Pancakes 2: Deleted Texts 3: Out on the Street 4: A Movie Ignored After a long night, we got back to Ryan’s apartment around three. I kicked off my heels and plopped...

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Manitou Springs, Colorado 2010

Back in the summer of 2010, my friends and I rented a car and drove from Dallas to Colorado Springs. It was a long drive, (especially between Fort Worth and Amarillo), but it was...

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The Wit and Wisdom of Steve Jobs

Never have so many eulogies been written for a man who is still living.* Of course, we don’t know how much longer Steve Jobs will be with us in this world, but we know...

In the Haze of the Night 6

In the Haze of the Night: Part 3

1: Drunken Pancakes 2: Deleted Texts 3: Out on the Street 4: A Movie Ignored Paul’s half a block ahead as we stumble through the night. I could probably keep up with him, but...

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Pikes Peak 2010: On Top of the World

In July 2010, my friends and I drove from Dallas to Manitou Springs, Colorado. While we were there, we took the Manitou & Pikes Peak Cog Railway up to the top of the mountain....

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R.I.P. Borders Books & Music

I went to Borders the other day, during their closing sale. It was in such a sorry state that I couldn’t stay long. The store was technically still in business, but it was a...

In the Haze of the Night 5

In the Haze of the Night: Part 2

1: Drunken Pancakes 2: Deleted Texts 3: Out on the Street 4: A Movie Ignored I checked my phone. It was ten-thirty. Another drunken text from Joey. I would have to block him if...

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Laptop Security at the Coffee Shop

The coffee shop is a great place to get some work done. If you’re a freelancer, it keeps you away from the distractions at home, and if you’re an office worker, it gets you...

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In the Haze of the Night: Part 1

1: Drunken Pancakes 2: Deleted Texts 3: Out on the Street 4: A Movie Ignored It’s two a.m. and I’m sitting at a diner, waiting for my pancakes and bacon. Heather is sitting across...