by svsauthor | Jun 7, 2019 | philosophy, Uncategorized
My previous blog was about age and stupidity. This blog is just about stupidity. With the Mississippi River so high, I haven’t been paddling at all this spring. Growing impatient, my friend Buzz and I put in at Black Deer to at least get ourselves on the water. ...
by svsauthor | Jun 1, 2019 | philosophy, Uncategorized
Last week I took a crowbar to some nails that held my backyard fence together, and I hurt my right arm. It feels like tennis elbow, which I’ve had a few times in the past, but I am left handed, and this is the first time I’ve had it happen on my right side. I...
by svsauthor | May 27, 2019 | philosophy, Uncategorized
This morning I tried something that didn’t work a lick. In retrospect, I see that I was stupid to think that it might work all, I came up with the idea at 4:30 in the morning, so I’ll give myself some latitude. At the time, I foolishly thought I’d found a loophole in...
by svsauthor | May 18, 2019 | old entries, philosophy, Uncategorized
Last night I woke up at 4am. This happens only rarely now that I’ve retired, but when it does I know that just lying there and hoping to fall back to the sleep does not work well. Usually I get up, go into the TV room, and read. Fifteen minutes later, my eyelids droop...
by svsauthor | May 14, 2019 | old entries, philosophy, Uncategorized
Last weekend Manyu and I drove down to Iowa to hear Clare in concert. She plays violin for Grinnell College’s orchestra. After the concert, we took Clare and a friend out for an early dinner before Manyu and I started our four and a half hour drive back to La...
by svsauthor | May 7, 2019 | Uncategorized
Between the ages of eighteen and thirty-seven, I moved thirteen times. That’s an average of once every year and a half. As I think back on those years, it doesn’t seem anywhere near that often. If I gave that number to my wife Manyu, she’d be shocked. She met me when...
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