Author: Will Cox
Someone is Wrong on Television
I’ve been avoiding Twitter and its ilk, but dear Lord the people in mass media are even worse talking to themselves on the television. Of course, one of them is...
There is no pent-up demand
A story on Marketplace yesterday on euphoric shoppers on a spree after getting vaccinated suggests that there is pent-up demand that will explode once the enfor...
But where will the money come from?
I had to turn off the radio this morning after this stupidity. MARTIN: Where is President Biden going to find more than $2 trillion? HORSLEY: He wants to send t...
Roundabouts make better intersections
I hate cars. But really what I hate are the changes attendant on cars: the distance, the ugliness, the isolation, the fear. I hate the distance between houses, ...
Tinnitus
About a month ago, shortly after my annual physical, I was sitting in the quiet between the ending of the daily conference calls and dinner, and I noticed a sou...
A Late Snow
Found these Galanthus (?) in the yard this afternoon, next to the stump of a tree that blew down last Spring. This is the first year I’ve seen them here.
Missing Conversations
The advantage of Twitter, Facebook, and their ilk is that you can see your readers, all two of them, and they might become interlocutors. While I like talking t...
Nitpicking Marvel’s Verisimilitude
My children and I enjoyed Disney’s WandaVision, particularly catching the references to other television shows and comics. We even laughed at their mistak...
Stay Home for Spring Break, You Idiots
I turned the news on briefly while I was making breakfast. That was a mistake. I was so excited to hear that people are making their usual plans to travel for S...
Oh the heavy burden of voracious reading
As the first to receive the library system’s first copy of Arkady Martine’s _A Desolation Called Peace_ (2021) 📚, I am duty-bound to read and return it quickly,...
Sunday
After a day out with the Scouts, listening and chatting while they helped with an Eagle project, I settled down around 15:30 to read in the sun as it traced an ...
Wallowing
I’m trying to enjoy Katherine May’s Wintering (2020) 📚 but I’m full instead of envy. I’ve carried that sin for years; it’s always close to the surface. Wh...
MacOS Storage Grumbles
I have nothing productive to add here, yet. But first, some precepts: A computer serves YOUR purposes, not the purposes of the vendor. The way an operating syst...
A Full Snow Moon
Rain was forecast. And snow fell overnight and softly falls this morning. The deer herd are up to their breakfast wandering each tree to tree, pine to pine for ...