I burned my toast this morning. I wasn’t happy about it, partly because I do it more often than I’d like to admit. Also, I like toast.
I know a lot of people who would throw the toast out and, if they had time, make some more. But I didn’t.More ›
Despite being on the water for four frustrating days, our time in Duluth was short and to the point. As a result of the extended time on the water, we had less time to turn around and deliver the boat back to Thunder Bay, and so we needed to keep celebrations short, resupply quickly, and […]More ›
Excuse me… It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Life’s been moving quickly these past, ahem, five months. Let’s see. Well, most of my time has been spent working. Non-stop, it seems, but that’s really not true. Still, my life is dominated by the demands of eleven-seventeen and teaching at Lakehead. eleven-seventeen is going well. Too […]More ›
…I’d probably hurt more people than just myself. I built a picnic table today. That may not sound like much, but for someone who inherited my father’s carpentry skills, this is on par with building of the pyramids of Egypt. All of them. In one day. And, I didn’t hurt myself. I can’t guarantee alignment […]More ›
Well, I suppose there’s good news all around: Piers has been alive six years without seriously hurting himself, so we celebrated. Lobster-shaped chocolate cake with us during the week, and then lots of friends and family on the weekend. I’ve been hired to lecture a full-year section of Introduction to Philosophy at Lakehead University for this […]More ›