Incubus in Concert! (“Unfurl” / “Shiny”)

Unfurl / Shiny I’ll reiterate what I said last night, “OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!” Watching Incubus in concert last night was so very very awesome. I think it’s the third time I’ve seen them in concert? So good. This post might get a little meander-y, as I want to touch on two components of… Continue reading Incubus in Concert! (“Unfurl” / “Shiny”)

Spicy

Hey, all. So, that daily blogging thing didn’t really happen… But I’ll take it as a net gain, considering I’m still writing way more than I was previously. Spicy “Ryan, vegetarian food is so BOOOORING. How do you stand it?” What in the hell have you been eating that’s vegetarian? “I mean… tofu. Come on?… Continue reading Spicy

Casual (Momentum?)

As I lay here in bed, in desperate need of sleep, I realize, "I haven't posted today!" When did you have time? "I guess when I took a short nap earlier?" So, no time. "But momentum!" Fine, but let's keep it casual. So, I am. Here is my #postaday for 8/5/17. More soon! - Ryan

PSA – Look a gift horse in the mouth [update!]

Hi, all. Quick update to my PSA - Look a gift horse in the mouth post. The same person contacted me again without realizing it. I now feel comfortable posting the false identity of the person. I held off on posting this because the notion of doxxing someone is terribly problematic to me. I know… Continue reading PSA – Look a gift horse in the mouth [update!]

PSA – Look a gift horse in the mouth

Hi, all (he shouts out to the interwebs, not sure who’s listening)! Long time no talk. Something a little bit different today… A public service announcement of sorts. ”Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.” - Anonymous “If you are going to ride it somewhere, though… well, at least make sure it’s a horse.… Continue reading PSA – Look a gift horse in the mouth

The Thought Police, Part 1

It is intolerable to us that an erroneous thought should exist anywhere in the world, however secret and powerless it may be. 1984 I was having an unexpected conversation with a student the other day. She was clearly upset and I asked her what was going on. She was having trouble with a classmate who… Continue reading The Thought Police, Part 1