Tell your wife I say she’s a genius. Better yet, tell your wife that I agreed with you when you said she was a genius. (Who knows, you might benefit from this phrasing.)
The hack worked.
My chum box has been removed Medium’s evil grasp.
No more tech bros, life hackers, gurus, content marketers, or unfunny pop culture writers whose work looks like the perfect transcription of a conversation they’re having at a coffee joint, with every like, um, uh, you know, totally, coming out of their mouths, along with cutting off words in mid-syllab, or that maddening habit of adding ish to anything that can be represented as a numberish.
Who needs tags if nobody every reads my stuff, right?
