Gratitude journal: No gestational diabetes
Tonight I am grateful that my wife does not have gestational diabetes. With three months to go before this baby is born, a case of gestational diabetes would have meant…
That does suck.
We’re not quite sure where she learned this, but we’re not happy. I showed my daughter a photo of her Uncle Jeremy’s cat, Mr. Woo Woo, drinking from the toilet,…
Near-death understanding
At the risk of sounding condescending, I’m not sure to what degree anyone can live every day as if it’s their last unless they have actually faced death firsthand. Maybe…
Gratitude journal: Exceptionally practical friends who understand that brevity is the soul of wit
Tonight I am grateful for the infinitesimal amount of time I spend on the phone thanks to my friends who also have no desire to use this device on a…
The future is apparently now. Jetsons-styled food is almost here. Ice cream, however, remains a problem.
I used to think that the greatest failing of the modern world is our inability to invent a Jetsons-like push-button food machine. I was wrong. Apparently we are a lot closer…
No one tried to kill me last night. For a change.
I had a dream last night that my friend, Charles (who is a physicist), and I were attempting to disprove Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle. Just before I awoke, Charles declared that…
Gratitude journal: An abundance of ideas
Tonight I am thankful for the many ideas I have for future books. My agent has told me many times that I am fortunate to be able to generate so…
Has the pie-in-the-window cliché ever been put into practice? Even once?
Has any pie, in all of human history, actually been placed on a window sill to cool? And if so, why? The narrowness of an average window sill alone should…
Resolution update: February 2012
In an effort to hold myself accountable to my yearly goals, I post the monthly progress made at the end of each month. Here are the results for February. Still…
Gratitude journal: Dr. Seuss
Tonight I am grateful to Dr. Seuss for bringing this extreme level of joy to my daughter. Frankly, I think the book is kind of stupid, but Clara loves it…
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