On the Evils of Showering
I hate showers. With a passion. No, it’s more than that: I hate showers with the fire of a thousand suns. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not dirty. Despite how…
Cure Laziness, Heal the World
I was walking my dog Rosco one morning recently, on our usual route, past the gas station, when he stopped dead and refused to step over a particular patch of…
Does Anybody Else Work Anymore?
It’s 1:45 on a Monday afternoon as I write this. School is still in session (for a few more days, at least), and it’s not a holiday of any kind.…
In Praise of Memorization
I love to memorize things. Ever since second grade, when my dad helped me learn all 50 state capitals, I’ve felt strangely powerful when I manage to master a new…