The adventures of an insatiable wonderer.
"The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it." —Anton Chekhov I am sitting in a cafe, eating a warm baguette with salty butter. My body is satisfyingly sore from a morning run. My breath is slow and soft. My mind is puzzling over the complex concept of happiness, tangled in philosophy and... Continue Reading →
There are ten parts of speech and they are all troublesome. — Mark Twain I am a stickler for a consistency, notoriously never permitting my team to submit a legal brief without making sure that every use of ellipses is proper: “word … word” — not “word… word” or “word . . . word.” So it... Continue Reading →
