I have issues with Christmas. It’s the same problem I have with Easter. We observed the major holidays growing up because my mother is a believer. My dad was agnostic for most of his adult life though he’s switched back to the beliefs of his childhood now that he’s old. In a casual way – formal Catholicism isn’t his jam. My mother’s Anglican and that’s … Continue reading Here comes Santa Claus.
I like to think I’m good at metaphor. Part of the reason for that is that metaphors don’t have to be pithy. I’m team-why use one word when six are standing by in the queue? I try to keep Stephen King’s admonishments against adverbs in mind, but it’s hard. Why give us words if we’re not supposed to use them? I’m also not brilliant at … Continue reading I love a good aphorism.
When you grow up, you realize that little in life is an either-or proposition. Except for Nazis. Nazis are always bad. If you’re in a group that also welcomes Nazis and you stay and still think you’re a good person and not a Nazi, think again. Every rule needs an exception. Most binary choices are related to really bad things. Even then, the choice is … Continue reading Few choices are binary.
A person is smart, though I don’t mean this in a report card/IQ test sort of way. Those kinds of measurements are mostly irrelevant in the real world. When I come across adults who reference the glory days of high school grades and offer to share their standardized test results, I cringe. But what have you done lately? Generally speaking, however, a person is smart. … Continue reading A person is smart.
From Famine to Feast. 