To be faire, I think we're all idiots!
For the first time in the better part of a decade I have been able to actually use my time off from the pay check to advance my personal goals. One of the most interesting to me is that I have been finally been able to sustain 20 minute sessions of standing meditation with my…
I read somewhere that the number one killer of Americans is Americans.At the time it didn’t really make sense.I miss those days.
I’ve never taken an official Rorschach test. I don’t really know anything about them other than the pop culture references that have been ever present throughout my life. I can’t even tell you if the Rorschach test is something that psychiatry finds particularly useful. I do know that, in spite of the fact that I…
Today was supposed to have been a day without work. It was supposed to be a day of relaxation and recuperation after a very intense moment. Today was not that kind of day. In the end it wasn’t a horrible day. It was just another day. For some reason that feels somehow worse, but I…
There is no mystery to me why “the West” is losing its competitive edge. Between universities that see students as asses in seats with a pay checks for faces and HR departments that never see the human in the resource, how could we not. One day someone will have to explain to me why it…
After careful consideration, I have decided that I definitively do not like going to the grocery store anymore. I am aware of how spoiled that sounds. I should be thankful for the ease with which I can find nutrients for my body. I should be thankful for the variety that is overwhelmingly available to me….
It may be true that you can never go home again, but it is also true that you cannot change from whence you came. Our exposure to “culture” and “cultures” is completely dictated by the physical space we inhabit and the people that share that space with us. As best as I can tell, the…
On occasion it is good for one to consider the good fortune of living in a place where the overhead passing of an aeroplane evokes a gentle sense of unkown adventures. Not all who see such sights can continue their peaceful evening stroll.Â
When I was a child is such a clichĂ© way to start a paragraph. I might as well say it was a dark and stormy night, or maybe Once upon a time. Yet here I sit, writing it and giving wholly into the clichĂ©. “Why?” you might ask? Well, because my topic today is unfortunately…
The power went out a few weeks ago. It started early in the evening and lasted well into the heart of the night. More so than the day, an outage at night, if you are awake, shows you how loud life has become. Thank God it didn’t last for days. I almost noticed that my…