There’s a piece of art on my wall I struggle to describe. It’s a black background, stretched canvas image. Stars…
The Gravy Train
In Praise of Bubbles
I like bubbles. I like appreciating bubbles. I like staring into a glass filled with a carbonated beverage on a…
Shoot Yourself in the Foot
While on a train from Prague to Vienna, I happened to share a compartment with an Austrian professor of biology.…
Strange Skills
I often marvel at the unique ability of human beings to adapt to any circumstance. But not only that, to…
A Very Full Sentence
“Your mother knows you’re back on drugs.” These were the words I heard on a cold spring morning in…
The True Cost of Cheap
Price tags don’t tell us enough information. Sure, they tell us how much money we have to pay for something.…
Let’s Talk About Star Wars
I don’t want to, not really. But let’s. It has to do with bravery, and since there seems to be…
The Virtue of Insignificance
We all want to be significant. We value our lives, and if our lives have value then the things that…
The Future is Now, and it is Lame
Everyone has their particular reference point for a movie or TV show that took place in the future, but for…