I have no love or deep appreciation of space. It doesn’t thrill me. I have no real interest in ever visiting even though that might be possible by the time I die. I wouldn’t mind going to a five star resort on the Moon. That’d be extra and surely a good story, but I have no desire to shoot off to Mars and die. Why go anywhere without a Hilton or an Olive Garden?
Monday: Why don’t you make perfectly clear ice cubes with boiling hot water? It may sound counterintuitive, but this is the only way to make ice. I was sick to […]
Monday: Why don’t you spend some time going through social media and deleting people and groups that don’t bring you happiness? I was appalled the other day when I saw […]
Monday: Why don’t you pick an out-of-style designer and buy a bunch of cheap pieces off eBay to have tailored? I’ve grown fond of Yves Saint Laurent’s men’s line […]
LOVE: iPad Pro for Handwriting: Before I left for California, I decided to buy an iPad Pro to use as my main computer. I love it dearly, but I’m still […]
LOVE: Rit White Wash: When I got home from last year’s annual jaunt abroad, I discovered that my washing machine was on the fritz. It was a simple repair, but […]
LOVE: Successful Oven Repair: Guys, I had a miserable weekend for a number of reasons. I had a terrible head cold, a wisdom tooth suddenly shot through the gums of […]
I was just thinking materially, as I usually do and thought of a few things that would make my life better and more worth living. If you should like to […]
