6, 30, 50: Patterns of Life
Humans love patterns. We see them everywhere: simple and elegant, complex and beautiful, rich in meaning, mysterious and altogether confounding. … Continue reading 6, 30, 50: Patterns of Life
Humans love patterns. We see them everywhere: simple and elegant, complex and beautiful, rich in meaning, mysterious and altogether confounding. … Continue reading 6, 30, 50: Patterns of Life
The scent of warm, freshly baked corn tortillas is the most beautiful smell on earth. It sends me back to … Continue reading Corn Tortillas, Kung Fu, Cocoa Butter & Low Riders: Race in America
I used to teach high school math a few years back. It was just a part-time gig and didn’t pay … Continue reading A Whiter Shade of Pale (Part 2)
No one can ever really walk a mile in another man’s shoes, and skin color has very little to do … Continue reading A Whiter Shade of Pale (Part 1)
When I was a kid, I remember writing a simple card to my father on this special day each year. … Continue reading Fatherhood 101
The morning sun danced playfully through the bright green leaves high above my head; only the sound of a gentle breeze, … Continue reading Philosophy and the Mind of an Angry Ant
Fahrenheit 451… why didn’t my high school teacher give me this!? True – the prophetic description of ubiquitous media, bluetooth … Continue reading Bluetooth, Big Brother, and Bradbury
Just down the road from my house lies an old cemetery, many of whose “residents” were once slaves. It is … Continue reading Walking Among the Dead
Mackerel sky looming overhead, a sweeping mass of vapor roving Tennessee hills still barren of leaf or bud. The air is cool, … Continue reading Mackerel Sky
I used to experience it nearly every game. The catcher would give me the signal. I would nod my assent, … Continue reading Zen, Baseball and the Space-Time Continuum