I just watched two guys beat the living shit out of each other on TV. You know that thing where they combine a little bit of martial arts, boxing, and wrestling? I don’t know the rules, but I got the impression there weren’t any. There was a third guy in the ring masquerading as some kind of official, but it didn’t look like there was much for him to do but get out of the way. It…
Cards. As children they were little more than a hinderance; one more thing between you and the gift in the wrapping. Your parents told you to read the card because someone wanted to speak to you through it, so you begrudgingly glanced at it, knowing exactly how long your parents expected you to look at it from years of trial and error.
Alright. Maybe you weren’t such an ungrateful shit as a…
Go ahead. I’m waiting for it. Any time now. What? You don’t have one? I’m not surprised. Taxation has gotten a bum rap since ancient times.
Studies have shown that people are into instant gratification. People will choose the lesser reward right away over a delayed, greater reward (up to a certain limit). So is it any wonder that we have little patience for paying taxes? The…
I spent part of my last afternoon of recovery in solitude looking at ’08 presidential candidate videos over at YouTube. I know, conventional wisdom says it’s really early. But consider this, with the front-loaded and obscenely early primary season, each candidate will probably be effectively nominated by the end of January. O.K., seven months is still a little way off, but it’s…
Today I reached another milestone on my road to recovery. Since coming home from the hospital, it was the first time I’d worn a belt.
That’s right friends, you now know more than you ever cared to know about my waistband. Well suited to the relaxed atmosphere here at recovery central… it’s been all elastics all the time.
Today, however, I laced up a pair of less casual…
Here’s my second favorite story gathered from the news today:
BBC News: Vertical farming in the big apple.
Here’s an excerpt:
Now though, scientists at Columbia University are proposing an alternative. Their vision of the future is one in which the skyline of New York and other cities include a new kind of skyscaper: the “vertical farm”.
The idea is simple enough. Imagine a…
If best intentions hold steady, I’ll be returning to work in some capacity in less than a week’s time. A week is an important psychological boundary for me. When I thought to myself, “I’ve still got a week before I need to go back,” I felt comfortable in knowing that no matter how tired I felt at the moment, I still had a significant amount of time to build up…
My glaring weakness as an office bound civil servant is my penchant for daydreaming. Something catches my eye, stirs a memory, and away I go… off to lands far and wide. It can happen at home just as easily as at work. In fact, I just got back from a flight from the inner realm a little earlier this evening.
The catalyst for tonight’s journey was a photograph I took on a weekend…
Long ago we realized that our DVD collection would take up less space in one of those CD books. Cheryl and I wouldn’t have so many movies we’d need a book, were it not for the kids. I’ve long ago lost count how many times we’ve watched Toy Story, and I’m getting there with Cars.
Anyway, last night our climbing prodigy scaled Mount Counter-Top to reach the shelf…