It has a Name!

“… no Knowledge of the face of the Earth; no account of Time; no Arts; no Letters; no Society; and which is worst of all, continuall feare, and danger of violent death; And the life of man, solitary, poore, nasty, brutish, and short.”

A Thankful Countdown: Day 3

I’ve decided to count down to Thinksgiving, and take a moment each day to think about things I’m thankful for. Number Three: Books.

This is not a review of The Phantom Tollbooth

BOY? Did you just Rickroll me? Did you just sit there and Rickroll your own father?

A Brief Weekend Recap While the Cleaning Crew Vacuums My Office

Bending over the table with the shears for that long (there are five chairs) gave me a new regard for handling textiles – now I know why Nike and Gap pay those overseas factory workers so much money!

The Naming of Rabbits is a Curious Thing

I’ll save the pictures from the endoscope for the Holiday Letter (nothing says Merry Freaking X-Mas like a blow-up picture of someone else’s insides!), but the preliminary results looked good.