A Cup Full of ConsciousnessFor my birthday this year I have asked a dear friend of mine (and excellent baker) to make not a cake, but a series of nested crusts. I am generally delighte...
The Great Word Laundering, or: Is Language Like a Cast Iron Skillet?Today I had a thought: what if, for a day, every word spoken, written, and thought was value-neutral? Well, I thought it was a very cool thought. One friend ...
The Little ThingsIn spite of an emotional hangover from which I can’t reasonably expect relief anytime soon, complicated by the utter agony of being in an impossible situatio...
