Harkening
Once upon a time, the TV season started in the fall, ended in the spring, and then the summer was nothing but reruns. These days, there are an increasing number of “seasons” each year, and the summer is a playground of lackluster content that couldn’t measure up to the main lackluster content the “regular” [...]
We set out last night at about 7, stomachs full and four-and-a-half hours of driving stretching out before us. I’d printed only the most general of directions, amounting to “Get on the highway and go this direction.” They were slightly more specific, but only just.
I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
We hit [...]
The Other Time Bandits
I whore my attention out to any enterprise no matter how dull its flash or shallow its mapping to what I consider my core interests. I have considered this at excruciating and ironically protracted length, and hypothesized enough ways that I suck to fill, like, a big thing where you’d all, [...]
Or: Why the Hell Can’t I Have This Engaging Alacrity When I’m Not at Work?
I’m wondering more lately about what cube farms are doing to the assembly of voices operating within them. If I assume that I’m typical along several dimensions (an uncontroversial assumption), and I know that my peak creative cognition occurs during [...]
On The Secrets of Mariko
On the surface, the Japanese middle class seems an exemplification of social development. Middle class families in Japan enjoy relative economic prosperity, low crime rates, and one of the most highly regarded primary educational systems in the world. Forces of nature, however, are conservative: there can be no gain [...]
Potluck
I can’t seem to get myself to a point where I can write up what I want to, so I’m going to dump a grab bag of half-baked observations and their attendant cognitive fumbling, in the hopes that you’ll find something worth reading among them. Maybe I’ll create yet another class of personal electronic [...]
Your laugh is unconstrained by vanity.
What you say in your sleep is more interesting than 90% of what I hear from other, waking folks.
You’re eager to update me on the status of your bowels and their unfortunately too infrequent movement.
Your eyes tell me the same thing your mouth does.
Those calves. Damn you for having [...]
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