The other day, I was driving down the road with the two youngest boys in tow, listening to The Moth podcast and enjoying a beautiful day. As the storyteller was recounting his humorous yet poignant adventures, Everett blurted out, “It’s been a long time since I’ve been drunk!” Most parents would probably snort in laughter at the […]
If you follow me at all, you’re probably aware that I’m a big fan of The Goog. I’ve been running Android for years, use Google Apps for my personal & business email, and try very hard to test all their products. So, earlier this month, with a mess of Best Buy Rewards certificates in hand, I […]
Let’s you and I pretend that the past 14 months of silence have been an ingenious plot device to set the reader up for the Exciting Next Installment of the series. I know you’re willing to do this. If you’re willing to follow this blog, you have no standards. Here’s the thing: I don’t really like writing. […]
While my lovely wife is content to write about frivolous matters (as befits her frailer gender), I present my respected readers with practical prose and intellectual idioms for healthier and happier living. To that end, I present my In-Compleat Catalogue of Terrible Drivers. Let us be honest, you and I. Driving has become a dangerous and […]
In celebration of Memorial Day, here is a repost of an entry from November 11, 2010 Most people who know me realize that, between my Quaker faith and libertarian/anarchist values, I’m vehemently opposed to war (especially our current ones). Sadly, some people take that to also mean that I am opposed to, or hateful towards, […]
Man, but y’all are a bunch of lovin’-to-see-me-hurt readers. Enjoy!
It’s true. I hate kung fu. Now, I know sometimes people write articles about how they “hate” something, but by the end of the article you find out they really don’t. This isn’t one of those articles. Before every kung fu class, I have to talk myself out of not going. In the middle of […]
At some point in my childhood, I adopted the unwavering belief that pain was nature’s command to cease working, and aches associated with muscle use were a penance for the sin of being “athletic,” a condition or state of being wholly in conflict with the intellectual.
Growing up in L.A. (Lower Alabama), I learned not only small-town values, but also many valuable things about life and people. For example, if you absolutely had to say something bad about another person, you can add “Bless his [or her] heart” to avoid actual sinning — as in, “You know I would never say anything […]
The Queen of Love and Beauty got a call from the P.O. this morning, letting her know that her box of baby chickens has arrived. She is — at this very moment — picking them up. Which gives me a little bit of time alone to prepare for the (now) inevitable next stage in my […]
A video of support my brother shared with me, in celebration of this blog. Or making fun of it. I’m pretty sure it’s one or the other.
I’m a bit of a nerd. OK, scratch that: I am a nerd. As a kid, I would spend summer days at the lake inside, reading. I once famously told my parents “My body was not built for manual labor.” I never, ever competed in anything athletic, and the most exercise I got was in […]