First. Parkinson’s Law is a lie — there comes a point where you simply cannot draw work out any more to fill the time alloted. Second. There’s a special level of hell reserved for me. Third. We have a President that firmly believes in the Divine Right of Kings. However, he is neither divine, norContinue reading “On Philosophy Moments”
Nothing puts things into perspective like seeing an image of the Earth taken from deep space, with the planet just a disc of light. No borders, no cities, just light, such as in this recent image from the Cassini space probe in orbit of Saturn. The things we worry about every day, they seem soContinue reading “On a Place in the Universe”
Polished crap is still crap.
A root beer float made with mint chocolate chip ice cream tastes medicinal. Just so everyone's clear.
Those who say they're evil are merely posers. The truly evil silently commit their heinous acts and allow their evil deeds to speak for themselves.
Happiness is watching the two-hour Boston Legal season finale cuddling two cats craving attention.
It’s odd. I saw myself quoted today while reading a thread on a message board. I wasn’t cited, nor would I have expected to be, because the conversation wasn’t one in which I had participated. But there they were, my words, and I knew them to be my words, because I had said them inContinue reading “On Being Quoted”
“It’s a terrible thing to lose one’s mind,” former Vice President Dan Quayle said famously. I know of whence he speaks. I can feel it go. But all is not lost! At least, I don’t think it is….
I don’t understand why the water pressure in my shower doubled in the last week. I don’t understand why the Muzak system at work insists on playing the Spice Girls. It’s not 1997 anymore. I don’t understand why Obi-Wan calls Anakin “the Chosen One” in the Revenge of the Sith trailer when we all knowContinue reading “On the Things I Don't Understand”
My report today asks the question, “Where will it all end?” We all need a philosophy. My old philosophy was, “Whatever, Who cares? and How should I know?” Can a philosophy carry us through troubled times? What happens when our philosophy fails? We turn to that most ancient of desparate cries, “Mom!” The words ofContinue reading “On the Wisdom of Sally Brown”