You can listen on the Freedom From Religion Foundation podcast for 11 January 2014.
Category Archive: Personal
Jan 16 2014
When I got home last night, I saw something ominous. Leaning up against my door was one of those overnight letters from Fed Ex. This: I thought, uh-oh, who’s suing me now? Because there’s nothing I’m doing that requires the urgency of an overnight letter (it even announced on the back in big bold orange …
Jan 10 2014
The double bill at the Morris theater had me concerned about you guys. As for Minnesota, it’s wonderful! It was -2°C outside, so I went for a nice long walk. Hatless. Gloveless. I unzipped my coat, even. If I’d done another mile, I might have stripped down to my underwear and danced all the way …
Jan 09 2014
We woke up at 4am to a strange gurgling sound and a flooded kitchen. Y’all know what that means: emergency plumbing service call and a big bill to come. I am now waiting by the phone for a return call. Also, had to clean up the mess, and this was dirty, foul, black water. I’m …
Jan 06 2014
It’s so darned cold — -30°C, with windchills that make me want to switch to Kelvin — that my university has closed, as well as all the local schools. But I still have to trek in to feed the fish at my lab, and this time I thought I’d record my whole journey on ShiverCam …
Dec 26 2013
Relax tonight. Start getting stuff together for spring semester tomorrow. I beat the deadline by a whole six hours!
Dec 21 2013
I have fled the state of Minnesota and am now in Boulder, Colorado…and look! My daughter has one of those unbiblical pagan decorated trees! The war on Christmas continues. I didn’t finish my grading. I brought a bunch of it with me, sad to say.
Dec 19 2013
Dec 13 2013
Let me tell you about the first time I asked my future wife out on a date. I was 17. I was terrified. It took me about 3 weeks to screw up my courage, and every day would begin with this absolute, sinking certainty that there was no way she would ever say yes. Then, …
Dec 13 2013
And you know what that means? The last assignments all come in today, and all the students want to know what their grades are right now. I’m stocking up on red pens and planning to retreat to an undisclosed location to mark up papers until my eyes bleed.