Like many things in my life, this philosophical moment is guided by a pro wrestling anecdote. There’s a wrestler named Aleister Black, once known in the indies as Tommy End. He has one of the[…]
Author: phill
Day 275: The Post I was Afraid to Make (but not for the reason I talked about being afraid before)
Today, I’m going to take a bit of a risk. Before I do, though, I want to preface with a few declarations: I would never presume to claim that my experiences are more (or less)[…]
Day 274: Trying to tell you I don't know
I frequently find myself saying to people “it seems like it’s been different since the election. This is, of course, always true. One of the things that we always have to accept is that things[…]
Day 272: Halloween face paint texture for WWE 2K18
I wanted to spend some time Photoshopping for the WWE game before bed, so instead of a written post, here’s a really, really lame how-to video of me making a halloween face paint using a[…]
Day 271: Support the Troops Part II: Seriously, what Jeff Davis said
So today the White House Press Secretary, when asked about White House Chief of Staff John Kelly saying something that was factually incorrect, Sarah Sanders said: “If you want to go after General Kelly, that[…]
Day 270: Sharing memories– not going to say 'me, too' but…
Today in the car on the way to work, as I do most Thursdays, I listened to the new Harmontown podcast. I’m a big fan of Harmon and his crew. Today, as has been the[…]
Day 269: Why Grades shouldn't be the Goal (a secret)
Growing up, I was the guy who got good grades. In college, I was the guy who got good grades. In graduate school, everyone got good grades. In fact grades in grad school– at least[…]
Day 268: Not taking it personally
Today I had to give one of my student project leaders some bad news about a project we’re working on. At mid-term, it looks as if only a fairly major miracle will save that project[…]
Day 267: Oh, Danny Harmon…
Read this. It reflects back on something that I’ve made note of through my 30s and now into my 40s– we got beat up and made fun of and ridiculed and all that, but the[…]
