the art of memory
I started reading a few books this past week, each one more awful than the last. I didn’t get past the first 20 pages in any of them. Each time I deleted such a book from my Kindle, I’d gripe to Rachael, “I wish I had something good to read,” to which she consistently replied, “Then check out Moonwalking with Einstein. I think you’d really like it.” So...
frequency = mass * acceleration– rachael
the paradigm of nice problems
On an island far away are 100 serfs and their wicked lord. 50 of the serfs have green eyes; the rest have blue eyes. Being uber-logical beings, the serfs have little problem identifying others’ eyes as either green or blue. However, none of the serfs knows his own eye color. If this weren’t frustrating enough for the serfs - all of whom were very talkative in college (the economy...
dear lebron james,
I get you, even if some of them don’t. Shit, judging by Facebook status updates, I think almost everyone isn’t with you. But you know what? I say to hell with Dan Gilbert, the rest of whiny, why-doesn’t-anyone-visit-us Ohio, and all those people who just want to rip on you because you’re not on their team. Forget about them. You’re making the right move. ...
c'mon, jon, you can do this!
No post in a couple days. Whatever. Don’t read into it; I was on vacation. And when you’re on vacation, you’re supposed to unplug. (I’m not saying that’s what we did.) How was Maui? Maui was… well, here, take a look. Sunsets, sunrises, fireworks, fresh coconut, sailing, snorkeling, reading, World Cup, rainforest. Yeah, it was a real struggle to deplane...
Why are Hawaiian words so long?
What a day (and a couple hours) it has been. I’m on vacation, which is good news for my currently empty, brand new blog. I’ve made no promises to myself as to whether or not I’ll maintain this blog, in light of past attempts, but we’ll see. Rachael and I are in Lahaina, Maui from July 1-6. We’re only on Day 2, but Day 1 was so unbelievably scenic that I figure...