January 2011
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Alone in the Snow
There is something disturbing about walking alone in a snowstorm late at night. There’s motion all around, yet it’s silent. One gets the profound sense that they are the last person alive on Earth. A car passed me on my way, openly defying that supposition, but the moment it left my view, I felt the same way again.
Footprints, tire tracks, piles of old, dirty snow are all covered and...
Recap of the 2011 MIT Mystery Hunt →
I would love to participate in/set up something like this.
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Moment
A room lined with mahogany, smelling of cigar smoke. A glass of cognac in my hand. The shelves are lined with leather-bound books, even older than the men in their dusty tuxedos that mill about the room. One living fossil with yellow-tinged hair and jaundiced fingers jaws at me about Federal funding for exploratory drilling in Madagascar or Massachusetts or on Mars. I’m not really listening. The...
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Men (Being a Fragment of Something Bigger)
Centuries ago, they say a baby was born in the desert. He travelled around telling stories with hidden morals and performing impossible acts that astounded some and terrified others. He gathered a following around him and they travelled together, spreading their message and collecting more followers. Then one day the men in power sent for him and nailed him up to a tree. But some say that didn’t...
2011 Resolutions
Let me rephrase that: Resolutions for 2011. Also, yes, it’s a few days late. Tough.
To start, a look back at my resolutions for 2010:
1. Write more. Once again, woefully underdone, but I take some solace in that most of that time was tied up in #2.
2. Read the history of the Western World. As defined by a series of 13 books chronicling history from Ancient Greece through WWII. I managed...