Breakfast
8:10am, the phone rings. Hello Steven, this is the director. (I won’t name names or institutions I’m working with) I will be there in fifteen minute...
Year: 2011
The Uncertainty Principle
The Coen brothers really like using the Uncertainty Principle in their films. I completely lack the kind of mind to grasp the actual physics of it, but the way ...
Curveballs
During the week of the orientation in Tbilisi, I was given information about Georgian culture which would help me in my host family situation. I was prepared fo...
The Seatbelt Beeping Alert
My car often forgets that I exist. Every minute or so, usually. I am reminded exactly when my existence ceases to register with the ’93 Mazda 323 by a bri...
On Being Lost
I am lost wherever I go. Perpetually lost. I never have any clue where I’m going. Ever. But I guess it goes beyond not knowing where I’m going, but ...
From the Journal: Prague to Grand Rapids
Here are notes from my journal entry that I wrote (mostly) in transit from Prague to Grand Rapids December 21 and 22: Once again, travel days make for the best ...
Chess in the Snow
I’ve been thinking of two ideas recently. One is that of falling snow, a raging blizzard. The other is chess. Regarding snow, in an email, my friend Tara ...