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I was at my parent’s house in Tampa yesterday, visiting the folks for mother’s day. Sometime during the morning, Mom asked me to get the newspaper. “Isn’t that the dog’s job?” I asked, wondering whether I could continue my quest of doing nothing of significance for a day (other than taking her out for dinner [...]

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A few weeks ago I was riding with a friend in his car, a 2000 Lexus something or other. It’s a nice car, very quiet; not much noise makes it to the cabin from the road. At one point in the ride we’re chatting, talking normally, when all of a sudden he gets a phone [...]

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A thought occurred to me yesterday which I was rather surprised at having thought, since it came to me so seemingly randomly, having the qualities of the sudden recollection of a fleeting dream, coming with such force and clarity so as to make me question from whence it came. The press — newspapers, reporters, investigators, [...]

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Just wanted to wish everyone a very happy Pi Day! What’s Pi day, you ask? Why, it’s the most mathematical of all days, that’s what it is. Today is the day when we celebrate the mathematical constant (and irrational real number) Ï€ (3.14) which is the ratio of a circle’s circumference to its diameter (in [...]

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In a Fark thread about a teacher hitting a viola student, Thuper Ranger described rather accurately what the audition process for most orchestras is when you’re a violist. Thuper Ranger: May I be in your orchestra? Conductor: Well, we have a long application procedure with 3 rehearsal trials. It usually takes about 2 weeks. What [...]

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A few days ago I started reading Sir Thomas Malory’s book Le Morte D’Arthur. After a few hours, I stopped. In that time I made the following observations, which should explain why I stopped:

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A pencil and paper. How many of us have actually picked up a pencil — on purpose, and not because there wasn’t a working pen around or because it was the first suitable writing utensil in the vicinity — in order to actually enjoy the art of writing?

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The following is a fragment of a memory imparted to me by The Wife recently which, try as I may, I can’t quite think of a proper introduction for, but which involves a kid coming to the frightening realization that adults — at least the people upstairs — are really just kids in really big [...]

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I went to the dentist today. I’ve been there a lot recently, seeing as I hadn’t gone for a while. It turns out I have more than a little work to get done. This time around I was taking care of a couple of evil cavities gnawing away at my molars. When I was brought [...]

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