I was never much good at math, science, or any other subject based around understanding much beside actual human-compatible prose. Most of my life, I’ve been viciously envious of those gifted souls with the mental wherewithal to understand pages of symbols, equations, and anything I’ve lumped into the broad category of “symbolic logic” — ranging from accounting and statistics, over computer programming, to calculus and physics.
Xanadu…or Bust
Jump up at the beginning of meetings and oppose, no matter what it is you’re opposing. Just to make it clear that you’re capable of opposition. You deserve the respect.
This is something I realized around 1995, and never bothered to write down, so I’m claiming it now. I present to you a list of minor Star Wars characters with completely unnecessary backstories, Zombo.com, and the ca. 135 google results for “earthworm costume” (with quotes).
During the end-run of business school, on June 23 2008, we were so drained and head-screwed-on-wrong and stressed and just plain wrung out like old dirty washcloths that you could feel the sheer limp exhaustion hanging in the air like a bad hangover.
This city is easy to rip on. After all, unlike London (which everyone knows is the Center of the Known Universe), Paris is the Known Universe. Outside of the BP, ships fall off the edge of the world and are eaten by dragons, which somehow does not satisfactorily explain how all Parisians possessed of a [...]
Congratulations. You are in Paris. You’ve made it. You are obviously one of the elite fortunate enough to exist inside the safety of the Périphérique. Hopefully, you have the good judgment and resources to not inhabit one of the lesser parts of town, or the sheer abundance of unadulterated bohemian style to turn this into [...]
White Hot Rage
Short Stories, Xanadu...or Bust
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May 062010
Henry is angry. He is more than angry, he is livid. Angry at his job, at the train, at the jerk next to him who won’t turn down his crappy girlie-pop that he recognizes, angry at the fact that he recognizes this, angry at the trash on the floor, angry at the lady whose kid [...]
A recent discussion brought up the topic of the preferred zombocalypse survival vehicle. It’s an interesting thought,really — what is your contingency plan for when the undead horde begins swarming our streets? How will you move about? What will be your choice of locomotion that is sufficiently fast to escape the shambling legions of moaning [...]