Stories of Steve

Freshman year of college, Brett and I were at a pizza place.  I went rambling on about something I found quite interesting that probably very few other people do, including Brett.  At the end of my rambling there was a small silence, which I filled with: And that was a Story of Steve.  Throughout the years, in situations where I would ramble on about something of great interest to me but few others, I would call it a Story of Steve.  So, now will hold “Stories of Steve” (aka writings about Steve’s ideas/interests).


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