Used to be that I would get some pretty epic migraines. This was back in high school, before I started drinking coffee regularly, when I was out there in daily life with all the fluorescent lights and loud noise you…
Tag: But the Past Isn’t Done with Us
Perverse Incentives
In the past few years, Emily and I have never quite managed to get our taxes paid in full via check withholding. For a long time, the culprit was the division of her paycheck into two sources of income –…
Ten Years Gone
It’s recently come to my attention that dreams about losing teeth are extremely common and this reminded me that the very first Introspection post ever was about a dream about teeth. Predictably, of course, the dream was actually about gaining…
Winning and Losing
Things are a lot better than they were Friday and even better than they were before. And while I can attribute a lot of that to the passage of time or mental adjustments or even a variety of positive events…
The Case for Today
So I’m having a pretty rotten time of things generally, for a host of reasons I don’t have time to discuss. Feeling pretty debilitated overall, spiraling downward, and so on. Nothing at a panic-level, but perhaps arcing toward reasons for…
A Fresh Start
I don’t want to talk about healthcare today. Not much, anyway. It’s weird to be in a maelstrom of euphoria that seems so unwarranted and unfounded, touched with a counterpoint of ludicrosity almost as bizarre. It’s a little like the…
I Want to Live in a Tall Building
This post has been over sixteen months in the making. Yesterday we spent most of the day at Ariel & Michael’s, hanging out with banter, books, and Boggle. It was exactly the kind of day we’d hoped to have when…
Man vs. Machine
There’s something very weird about expecting turnkey results from technology and having it back out on you. Back in 1995, my high school friends and I saw “The Net” when it first came out. The internet was just a vague…
The Week That Was (or: How are We in Middle March?)
It’s been a bit of a weird week. It seems a lot of people are discombobulated. In flux. It’s hard to say how much of that revolves around the fact that my life is thoroughly immersed in people who rely…
Wildly Content
Waking up to a snowstorm, with a tournament ahead and yesterday’s great news behind, I find myself to be wildly content. It may seem like a strange state of being, to feel such a passionate sense of a relatively dispassionate…