A week or more ago, upon moving in to my new place, I listed things I needed to do. Now I have to do more laundry and make a better system of putting-less-relevant-things-away, but overall …
Every year I try not to pay attention to Valentine's Day or the Academy Awards, and every year I kinda do. Hey, Lagaan is up for Best Foreign Film! Adam, it'll be a deathmatch between …
I don't ordinarily hear people worry about seeming "tribaler than thou". Scuttlebutt has it that Prof. Daniel Warren (or, as I have dubbed him, Dr. Logic) has both a Ph.D. and an M.D. My roommie …
Taking a break from installing the hooks I just bought at a hardware store. I feel like Frances or Elise with all this remodeling new-house jabbering. The music quiz I took today felt harder than …
Moira Redmond points out a particular nuance of the institutionalised idiocy of St. Valentine's Day, namely, the effect on schoolkiddies (won't someone think of the children?): And there will be conversations like this one in …
From Leonard: From JOHO, here's a series of thought experiments to help ferret out to which theory of personal identity one hews. Few surprises for me, as I already knew I was a psychological reductionist; …
Last night I gave Camilla (my Italian flatmate) a little lesson in early US history. You know, the colonial days, the Revolution, expansion, the Civil War, and so on. She's reading Gone With the Wind, …
Now that I have a roommate, and we differ in our waking hours, and I use dialup to access the Internet, I've turned my modem volume down to zero. I wish I could continue listening …
I done took the CBEST. Oakland Technical High School featured quite a mix of young, old, male, female, and many ethnicities, many carrying two to five new-looking #2 pencils (which reminds me of the old …
