In which this site turns three.
In which I research web hosts in preparation to moving foldedspace.
In which describes the terrible ordeal of the Texas Sheetcake.
In which I am the best uncle ever.
In which I meditate on the strange ebbs and flows of time, it’s strange ability to elongate and contract to fit our mental state.
In which the book Founding Brothers gives me some insight into the nature of our two-party political system.
In which Kris isn’t bossy — she just likes to tell me what to do.
In which my readers and I try to remember the first record albums we ever owned. In which I discuss the etymology of ‘flotch’.
In which I wonder: when is it appropriate for children to learn about racism? Other religions? Sex? When can they safely watch gunplay and fisticuffs on television? Also: I’ve a renewed interest in Greek mythology.
In which we spend a wonderful weekend in Yakima with the Gingerich family.