Jul 18

On Whiskey and Grease: Drinking the Last Bottle of Jim Beam »

I’m not going to offer up any summary of this beautiful little story. Just spend the two minutes and read it. It is well worth your time.
Jul 6
My youngest girl turned one last week.  That is all.

My youngest girl turned one last week.  That is all.
Jun 29

A Teenage Philosopher Defends Missing Her Curfew »

[…] I can’t believe how annoying you guys are sometimes. I’ve told you over and over again that time as we experience it doesn’t exist. Don’t roll your eyes at me, Dad! Tell me how events in a time series can be both future and past. No, I won’t drop it! You know they have to be both in order to support our understanding of time, and that’s a contradiction. I’ve seriously told you this a million times!

[…] Don’t hug me, Mom! I hate both of you! Can I at least watch Gossip Girl on Monday? This is totally antithetical to the Rawlsian theory of justice!
Jun 22
You can’t go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man’s dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing’s sake, back home to aestheticism, to one’s youthful idea of ‘the artist’ and the all-sufficiency of ‘art’ and ‘beauty’ and ‘love,’ back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermude, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time—back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.
— Thomas Wolfe, fortune teller
7am

Your Renegade Ways Have No Place In Geek Squad »

What, you expected some kind of hero’s welcome because you fixed a older couple’s router during a routine HDTV setup? Not from me, hotshot. You’re a goddamn TV install technician. That is fucking it. You hit anything else, you call for backup. I don’t give two shits what kind of home networking crap you pulled in the academy. There is an order here for a reason.

Shut the fuck up and let me finish. You caught a lucky break. You ever stop to think what could have happened back there if the problem wasn’t just that the router had to be unplugged and then plugged back in? You ever stop to consider that maybe the power strip was fucked? That maybe you make one wrong move on that router and you’re a pile of fucking ash and bones on the floor of some septuagenarians’ house in the suburbs? Then where are we? You’re dead, and me, instead of fucking my wife on the porch of our boathouse, I’m standing over your sorry barbequed ass in the morgue wondering how the fuck I am going to explain this to Best Buy corporate.

[…]

 I’d suspend you and take away your Volkswagen keys if I didn’t see so much of myself in your smug fucking face.
Jun 5
Saw this precocious little bugger swimming through the supermarket.

Saw this precocious little bugger swimming through the supermarket.
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