This week starts the NCAA Men’s Basketball tournament, our beloved March Madness. For two weeks (not so much the last one due to their being fewer games) legions of employees ignore work to find a[…]
Category: Armchair phillosophy
Day 48: The Half-life of Collecting
I collect Funko Pop figures. I have… a bunch. Like over 150 of them. That’s not nearly as much as some of the collectors you can find on Reddit, but it’s still a significant number[…]
Day 45: The real Game of Thrones
“When you play the game of thrones you win or you die.” -Cersei Lannister, to Ned Stark, season one of Game of Thrones (or somewhere in the first book) My friend/boss/mentor/totem spirit Glenn Platt recently made[…]
Day 44: The Simplistic Narrative Joy of Pro Wrestling
“That’s it. You (long pause) just made the List!” -Chris Jericho, on just about any WWE Raw in late 2016-early 2017 As far back as I can remember, I was a wrestling fan. I can[…]
Day 42: Mine!
“Don’t touch that. That’s mine!” -Larfleeze, the Orange Lantern from Green Lantern Earlier this week I wrote about the fact that Native American cultures, generally speaking, didn’t have the sense of ownership that Westerners have.[…]
Day 40: What you put in
I’m exhausted from a long day (started awesome, though, as my amazing wife Julie got me a Nintendo Switch). I’ve been reflecting on one of my frequent refrains as a teacher. It seems far more[…]
