I spent the weekend in Lerner Hall at Columbia University. Lerner Hall is this gargantuan glass building that you wouldn’t forget if you’d ever been there – there are basically no strict right angles in the place, and the initial…
Category: But the Past Isn’t Done with Us
Obligatory 9/11 Reflection
Yesterday I went to Philadelphia to play cards and see Ariel and be social on a day when I expected to be overwhelmed and over-tired after reconnecting with the debate circuit (see here for how that went) for another season.…
The Randomness of Money
A couple weeks back, before the storm blew in and failed to knock out the power and the storm of novices came in to reignite the debate season, I came home and found a note under my door saying that…
Bridge to the Fall
Quick update here to observe the passing of the theme here at StoreyTelling as this incarnation of the blog steams toward its fourth anniversary to be achieved in October. I’m going to more or less let this theme speak for…
What a Difference a Year Makes
I hereby resolve to write some posts this trip, because I herein read a post, and it’s pretty funny, and there’s something about writing that captures a concision and a worldview I have yet to replicate with on-the-fly videos:
Airconditioned Singalong
Volume issues better, but not entirely fixed, in this installment from yesterday:
Ramblin’ Tangents
Someone should let me know if this is too quiet to hear. There was some ambient noise and I think the computer was at a bad angle for picking up sound. I think it’s still audible, but it might not…
Some Days are Rocks
This letter will be part of my outgoing mail today: “Today, I take you into my arms and into my heart and promise to hold you there forever. Through whatever we encounter, I promise you my unfailing love and my…
One Year Gone
I’m an anniversaries kind of guy. History major. Names, dates, places, and times. I have a theory about time being a geographical function because of the orbit of the world and subscribe to the more common theory that places are…
The Timelessness of Green Fields
There is a blue sign at the top of the hill by the roadside gone T-shaped and it says No Sledding and it is the kind of sign that shows the wear and age of countless police officers standing by…