The Browser History Fell Through a Memory Hole in my Pocket
If not careful, the brogrammers responsible for the attention deficit economy and big data collection will find their work has gone the way of interactive telev...
Author: Will Cox
Observations on Compulsory Schooling
Walking back from the bus stop, No. 2 Son, who is only just 10, looked thoughtful. A few steps later, he remarked, “School is slavery.” “It is...
My First Meaningful Project
Browsing through old photographs and found this one from 2000 of hope for the future. Her mother took the photograph. We were in Colonial Williamsburg, probably...
We Have No Choice
I read Underground Airlines yesterday. It’s fresh in my memory. This morning browsing through Edible Santa Fe I ran across an advertisement for work the ...
The Customer Perspective
There’s too much wrong with the FCC — in all its various political, technical, and regulatory aspects — to get into arguments on the line. How...
Slippery When Wet
This weekend I drove a 2006 Toyota Prius into a ditch. The snow began falling around 11:00. About an inch inch lay on the road, atop ice. The first few flakes h...
What I Bought Today
It makes perfect sense, buying this. Now, this time of year when, more than any other time of year, it’s the time to buy things. It was weird buying this, tho...
First World Problems
Despite all evidence to the contrary, it is possible to use adverbs on road signs. This month’s additional practice is to not like anything on the Interne...
A Happy Little Working Song
This still doesn't answer the question of how to afford food without a job.
Need-Blind
The ocean of the Internet tosses up interesting flotsam, and then it sinks below the surface again. I read some passing reference, perhaps by Niall Ferguson, to...
Short Circuit
How many others in this party scene need a social lubricant?
More Books Than Time
Looking at my shelves lined with books, I know where some of them are from, but not all. The newer purchases have no tangible memory with them. Oh, I know a bit...
Library Hazards
Began work on organizing my collection of fiction today, and am very irritated. One of the cats — I know which one — has taken it upon himself to ur...
My Country’s Skies
Before leaving home today, I strolled down the lane to visit with the goats. The sun glistened on the milkweed. I love this place. It soothes my soul. I was bor...
In Living Memory
Number One Daughter got her first college acceptance today, from Wells College on the shore of beautiful Cayuga Lake. I need to get that FAFSA submitted. Some o...
Inky Fingers
There’s something about the smell of fresh ink. Each time I enter a bookstore, I pick a book from the shelf, riffle the pages, and bury my nose in it. Ink...
Impropriety
News of the world is daily maddening, full of pointless cruelty. We must take our moments of joy where we find them. My sons are in the bell choir at Trinity Un...
But the thing that David had done displeased the Lord
It seems only appropriate that Kevin Spacey should play the lead in House of Cards. The recent outburst of sexual assault allegations following an article in th...