The lack of Duck & Cover today is dedicated in silence to the memories of David Foster Wallace (1962-2008) and Peter Camejo (1939-2008). Truth be told, of course, I just didn’t have the time or energy (or inclination to wake…
Tag: A Day in the Life
Take Me Away, Country Roads (or: If On a September Eleventh a Traveler)
It is morning in America. Early morning here, just past six on a Friday morning. I’d normally be just stirring, an hour’s timezone west, wondering what the last day of the week was about to bring at work, wondering if…
An Hour After the End
“I suppose you are wondering why you are here.” Seven billion souls shuffling their feet, which many at once notice are not exactly feet while somehow failing to not be feet. Even those who did not have feet just moments…
Searching for Direction
I’ve been playing the stock market for about four months now. On days like most of the ones this past week, they say that the market is searching for direction. As though the market, each day, were a living entity…
Announcing the Women World Leaders Quiz!
You’re Madeline Albright! While you have a way with words, it’s hardly always pleasant for those around you to hear them. Even though you see it as your duty to be diplomatic, this rarely means that you use kid gloves.…
Errata
Fish has been great lately about being my fact-checker. For example, I must’ve had Janice Mirikitani on the brain when I wrote “Janice Joplin” instead of “Janis Joplin” back in early July. Later, he pointed out that Evan Bayh is…
Thursday Roundup: Peace, Hope, Truth
Peace So it looks, thankfully, like the Olympic Ossetia War may be over almost as quickly as it started. If you’ve been under a rock for a week (or in Vegas, as I was for the bulk of the war),…
On Mars
So there may be rocket fuel on Mars. It’s in our drinking water and now it’s on the Red Planet. What would we be more likely to find as the remains of a past civilization, a past effort, than this…
Tuesday Roundup: Takin’ Care of Business
Just because I don’t write Introspection anymore doesn’t mean that I don’t often think in terms of quick updates. This blog format affords the luxury of doing both short blippy quips about my life like the old days, as well…
Analyze This
Last night I fell asleep early and slept a hard, lousy sleep. The kind of sleep of the half-dead wandering in the wilderness forty years, finally felled to respite on a stone tablet of some sort. Sleep that in some…