Sink or swim… or float

The thing about some of your more nerdy areas of study is that SOMEONE realized, somewhere along the way, that there would perhaps have to be a greater draw for folks than, say, the joys of higher-order calculus or what have you. Sure, some folks would be drawn to...

Redeeming three

Wow, nothing gets the crickets chirping like a grown woman crying her eyes out. Half my readership, struck silent in an instant! And for my next trick, I shall hurl racial epithets while trying to convert you to the Church Of Pitypartiology! Or not. Because, um, there...

Reinforcements

If I close my eyes, the part of my mind that is adrift will actually impose an undercurrent of motion on my senses. It’s a slight but steady pull. My eyes always pop open before it gets so strong that I’m washed away. But I’m tired, you know. Bone...

Also, that Lyle Lovett song is taunting me

I brought cookies in to work today, but you can’t have any. I’m mad at just about everyone. No one here at work has pissed me off lately, so they get cookies. Also, if they’re busy eating cookies, they may not notice that I am about three unkind words away from...

Some dissembling required

Monkey’s birthday is in January–which sucks badly enough, for him, because it’s so close to Christmas–and I have a horrible history of presenting him with birthday presents he can’t run out and use. It seems like a good idea, giving a kid...

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