How often have I asked you to do something for me? I think I asked you once to think about drinking more water from the tap, but that’s the only thing that comes to mind.
What I’d like you to do now is a little more important, but it requires a lot less effort. Consider signing an online petition. It’s about the ongoing climate negotiations in Bali, and the role the US has taken to thwart…
This one’s for Beth, our resident amateur astronomer.
Newsvine / AP:
Astronomers had thought Saturn’s rings were cosmically young, likely born some 100 million years ago from leftovers of a meteoric collision with a moon, based on data by NASA’s Voyager spacecraft in the 1970s.
However, new data from the orbiting international Cassini spacecraft suggest the rings existed as far back as 4.5…
I could have waited to post this tomorrow. I should have waited to post this tomorrow. I can’t believe how much I’ve done today, and still posted several entries along the way. The amazing thing has been it all seemed relatively effortless (and for that line, my wife is going to smother me in my sleep). My energy level is really improving.
Anyway, on with the post…
I felt an obligation to…
Beth is learning about electricity this week, along with some of the basic physics involved. So it looks like this week I’m teaching physics!
If you’ve got a school aged child, you too may be familiar with the task of filling in the teaching gaps.
We started out kind of backwards, because for some reason her assignment/textbook addressed conductors and resistors BEFORE it covered electrons.
My boy Adam is a climber. The only think he likes better than climbing is leaping.
We now pause this entry for a little reconsideration.
On second thought, it’s hard to figure how much a boy likes to climb when he also likes to leap. Think about it.
It’s getting to the point were I’m considering taking Adam’s craft table and chairs out of our family room. It’s a Superman table that sits…
I suspect this isn’t necessary. It’s probably obvious from my writing: I’m afraid of my own shadow.
Not everything scares me, just every time I open myself to any kind of judgement. It’s the reason why I’ve rarely commented on news stories or blogs that I read. In the last year I’ve tried to change that a little, challenging myself to take a risk (like leaving a comment on a news item…
I can excuse Cheryl. She’s always saying her job sucks. But me? I’m supposed to be the lucky one, the one that glows from the daily infusion of fulfillment that work provides.
So explain this conversation to me.
“Hi John. Adam’s teacher just called me and Adam is throwing up all over the place.”
“So you want me to pick him up?”
“No, I’ll pick him up.”
“Are you sure. I’m…
Either Monday or Tuesday I usually get to the “Wait, Wait…” podcast on my iPod. Well, it’s late Monday evening and I still haven’t listened… which is probably a good thing. I’m not sure I could have trusted myself to have heard this correctly:
(White House Press Secretary, Dana Perino on NPR)
Salon.com Politics | “Oh, Dana”:
Appearing on NPR’s “Wait, Wait … Don’t Tell…