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The fox knows many things but the hedgehog knows one big thing. — Archilochus, 700 BCE. Most days, I feel a bit insecure about being a dilettante. I mean – […]
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In which I try not to lose faith in the retail sector
I try not to whine too much about first world problems, but sometime, like with my conversation with T-Mobile and its inevitable sad aftermath, I’m just overcome by the humanity […]
What the Dickens?!?
[Hey – I’ll get back to hyperventilating about Antarctica shortly, I promise, but here’s a short digression I wanted to write up while I’m catching my breath.] Okay everyone, raise […]
Worst Dad Ever
Okay, not really, I know. History is littered with more worthy competitors for the title. But you know, sometimes I surprise myself. Given all the discretionary travel I do, Devon’s […]
Lorien’s Crazy Day (and “Who Wants to Winter Over?”)
Three years ago today I was thinking about how crazy and complicated my life was. I was franticly throwing stuff together as I prepared to head down to the freakin’ […]
The Last Good Day of Summer
There’s a belief among the Stoics that the best way to appreciate anything is to put yourself in the mind that this may be the last time you’ll ever experience […]
Best. Zombie. Apocalypse. Ever.
Or worst. Honestly, I didn’t have a preconceived notion of how to rate them. On one hand, we were still alive. But maybe that was just my pro-human bias speaking; […]
Since You’ve Been Gone…
It’s a bit over two months now, away from The Great Machine, and I’m surprised at the number of friends, and even family, who still haven’t heard that I left […]
Disaster Pies and the Manly Art of Automotive Repair, Redux
[Warning: remember what I said about long, pointless posts?] “Hey Miranda, have I told you how awesome I am?” “Yeah, yeah, Mom told me.” “I think I need to write […]
The Last Night of Someone Else’s Memories
[Sorry – more random musings] Typical thread for the gang starts with “Hey – anyone up for climbing on Weds?” Others bounce back: “Weds is no good. Tue/Thu?” and eventually […]
David Pablo Cohn 