Let me start this column by saying I know I'm not God's gift to — well, to anyone, unless maybe my mother.

Often, I fall into some luck and get something accomplished. At least as often, I goof up and find myself another step backward.

Come to think of it, everything I write in this column or in all my columns could be wrong.

I'm human.

Why the humility? Because I'd rather confess my shortcomings now than see my career and life crumble. Over the years, I've w ...

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