My First Meaningful Project
Browsing through old photographs and found this one from 2000 of hope for the future. Her mother took the photograph. We were in Colonial Williamsburg, probably...
Month: December 2017
We Have No Choice
I read Underground Airlines yesterday. It’s fresh in my memory. This morning browsing through Edible Santa Fe I ran across an advertisement for work the ...
The Customer Perspective
There’s too much wrong with the FCC — in all its various political, technical, and regulatory aspects — to get into arguments on the line. How...
Slippery When Wet
This weekend I drove a 2006 Toyota Prius into a ditch. The snow began falling around 11:00. About an inch inch lay on the road, atop ice. The first few flakes h...
What I Bought Today
It makes perfect sense, buying this. Now, this time of year when, more than any other time of year, it’s the time to buy things. It was weird buying this, tho...
First World Problems
Despite all evidence to the contrary, it is possible to use adverbs on road signs. This month’s additional practice is to not like anything on the Interne...
A Happy Little Working Song
This still doesn't answer the question of how to afford food without a job.