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PEDDLING FEAR FOR THE WIN

Peddling fear is as old as the first recorded sunrise. “It’s getting hot and feeling hotter,” said early man. “If it keeps getting hot I’ll need a new wardrobe,” said early woman. “These animal furs will cook us both.”

SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW WHAT I DON’T KNOW

‘Smart enough’ is a fair goal in education. It’ll take you where you want to go, and help avoid places you don’t want to go. There’s a self-serving element to it when you like school so much you go to college to become a teacher. Or, you like kids enough to give them a better […]

SNOW DAYS OR SNOW DAZE

Snow days wrapped up on Saturday. Out of the rental house by 10:30. It was a week without writing anything. Just posting greatest hits of the blog, which is a good reminder to write more. It’s good to be back, but good to be off a while, too.

MARRIAGE PROMISES: WHAT THEY MEAN IN REAL TIME

Marriage promises are different than marriage vows? If you don’t know the answer right away, this is the blog post for you. See, everybody takes wedding vows, makes wedding vows, shares a kiss, and calls it good. That’s when the promising starts, if it hasn’t been going on up until then.

MARRIED MAN WALKABOUT

Married Man: My wife doesn’t like doing what I like doing so I’m taking a trip. Me: Sounds like fun. MM: Just me and my dog. Me: Even better. How long will you be gone? MM: Two to five years.

GIVING UP THE FIRST TIME

I don’t remember giving up, quitting, rising the white flag. But here we are, and I’m not alone. There’s the rocking chair, the TV, the food delivery. As long as everything lasts, why not rot away quietly? Why not? Here’s why not with Kurt Vonnegut:

PERSONAL ATTACHMENTS KEEP GROWING

I’ll define ‘personal attachments’ first: it’s your leg, your arm, your head. It’s anything you’ve grown fond of. Baby boomers are officially old enough to have grown fond of most everything. And that’s a normal life.

VERIFIABLE TRUTH MATTERS BECAUSE . . . ?

Verifiable truth came up the other day when I showed this picture. “It’s a halo.” “Yes it is.” “A miracle.” “Uh huh.” Or the reflection in a car window as I passed by. You need to keep a sharp eye out for those halos when they pop up.

GOOGLE GAME NEEDS PRO HELP?

Your google game tells who you are? A new rorschach test? The old test always looked like a broken spine and shattered hips, but okay. The new test results would be disappointing. Why?

YOU WANT ME TO WANT TO?

In Patrick DeWitt’s novel French Exit, the mom asks her thirty-two year old son to get something for her. “Please bring me my cup.” “I will if you want me to.” “I want you to want to.” And he obeys. So I ask . . .