Zaron Burnett III

The dream became real when burn centers created replacement skin so lifelike that the old sitcom joke, the blow-up sex doll, was given new life.

Today is the 50th anniversary of the “I Have A Dream Speech” by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. And it’s also my birthday.

When we finally grow into the cyborgs we seem destined to become- we’ll finally live as our own creations made in our own image.

When I was 12, my sister taught me what the beat was. It’s not that I didn’t hear it, I just clapped along with whatever part of the rhythm I wanted to – I didn’t think it mattered.

A real gambling junkie is a cautionary tale that shows how someone gets strung out on the winning, and how they ignore the losing part of the cycle.

The gist of the argument is there are basically three ways someone reacts to the unfairness of life.

It’s been a long minute since I’ve kissed anyone. So… when the opportunity came up recently, you have no idea how much I wanted to kiss her.

Everyone says our generation is self-obsessed. Well, I don’t care.

Don’t worry. This isn’t another sad pitiful tale of woe.

Be you. The real you. The vulnerable and authentic you. The you who has boundaries and is unwilling to cross them… for even the sweetest reward.

Labels are part of our nature. We love applying labels, diagnoses, designations, border properties, these things make us feel like the world makes sense, which of course it does not. As you know, from watching superhero movies, whatever goes up must come crashing down.

Skateboarders and ballerinas delight in one of our underappreciated human traits. Grace. Scratch the surface of a skateboarder or a ballerina and they’re practically the same creature.