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I’m back … and so is Steve Crescenzo

10.21.2008 by David Murray // 6 Comments

You're not having an acid flashback, but you are, after a brief interruption, having Corporate Hallucinations again. Brought to you, of course, by my old pal Steve Crescenzo, who's not with Ragan Communications anymore but who is, thankfully, still with all of us. Bookmark his new blog.

(Less heroic is my own return, from a wild motorcycle ride through Dixie. Once I dig out—I've sent 60 e-mails today and counting; Jesus!—I'll write an account.)

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  1. Kristen says

    October 21, 2008 at 12:50 pm

    60 emails? Is that all? What kinda slacker have you been Murray? Myself, I need to send 60 emails in an average Monday morning here in the corporate world! (I’m kidding, but only by a slight margin)
    Welcome back David. Looking forward to hearing about your latest adventure when you get caught up.

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  2. Steve Crescenzo says

    October 21, 2008 at 12:50 pm

    Thanks, David . . . I now we share a lot of the same readers, who might have been wondering where the hell I’d gotten to.
    Can’t wait to hear about your motorsickle adventures.
    Steve C.

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  3. Diane says

    October 21, 2008 at 1:02 pm

    Motorsickle? My dad (who would be 95) used to say that! How old are you, Crescenzo?
    With everyone leaving Ragan, I wonder if there are any openings for me!

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  4. Joan H. says

    October 21, 2008 at 1:27 pm

    David, thanks for clearing up the mystery of Steve’s disappearing blog. I noticed it had vanished from Ragan (yes, I actually spent some time, several times, poking around their various sites trying to track him down).
    I’m glad you’re back. I missed you.

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  5. Steve Crescenzo says

    October 21, 2008 at 2:37 pm

    Diane:
    I’m 41, going on 96, it would seem.
    God, it happens fast.
    Steve C.

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  6. Ron Shewchuk says

    October 24, 2008 at 10:14 am

    I love that old Arlo Guthrie song, which goes:
    I don’t want a pickle,
    Just wanna ride on my motorsickle.
    I don’t wanna die,
    Just wanna ride on my motor-sigh….kle.

    Reply

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