Seeing old friends – Part 1: Changing

Back in university, there were a group of obnoxious atheists at my school. Mind you, obnoxious was the key word here. If ornithology were relevant to the point I am about to make, I would call these people obnoxious ornithologists. But they were atheists, and at the time I was not1. I was, however, a…

Watching ‘Utopia’ in 2022

One of the biggest difference between myself and my conspiracy believing family is that I am willing to accept that life is going to have a certain amount of serendipity. Between the fact that we tend to see similarities were there are not any and the fact that reality is a number crunching machine that…

I am not an autodidact

The title of this blog post should not be something controversial. It should not be something I even need to bother admitting. I am not an autodidact. Frankly, neither are you. Two things have happened here. One is that the word has had some pretty extensive semantic creep, and poor defining. We think about those…

Set and Setting

I recently remembered that I have a whole section on this blog titled ‘Tales Beyond the Statute of Limitations’, where I was hoping to recount all my past, ehhhmmm, extra-curricular activities. I’ve never actually posted anything there, that I remember. Frankly, my life has been rather on the dull side, and so that would not…

The Sisyphean Job Hunt – Applying for jobs

In last week’s post, I joked that the job hunt was like a Sisyphean task in a Hieronymus Bosch world. I stand by that mix-matched metaphor. However, in that post I mostly gotten into the Bosch of it all – going into how vast and chaotic the space is. So here, let’s talk about the…

The Sisyphean job hunt – Job Websites.

Well, I am looking for a job again. I am still employed, but my job is pretty precarious and I could use a better one. Frankly, that describes my situations since about 2017, and I am starting to realize that I suck at this. But truth be told, I am not sure I want to…

Branzino Panino

I think my first true love is moaning about the abuses of language. Truly, I try not to be too much of a perscriptivist, linguistic sourpuss but I do have my fucking limits. My triggers seem to specifically be the long-standing American tradition of using a foreign word where a perfectly good English word exists,…

State of the Blog 2022

I am so absolutely god damn tired. I have blog burnout. Actually, I think it is life burnout. So, first off, I am just going to post this here now and likely delete it soon. To the perhaps five people who actually read this blog and don’t know this already, but I got my first…

Stop moaning, start paying

I have noticed that sometimes people’s opinions do not match up with their values. I get it. Life is hard, and sometimes we do not see the full implications of what we believe. It turns out those beliefs, at the end of a chain of reasoning, do not actually correspond to our values. Hence the…

Some thoughts on suicide

Will, this will be difficult to get on paper. In late December of 2021 a very close family friend went to Switzerland and threw himself off of a building. It was difficult for all of us who knew him. Frankly, there is very little we know about what happened or what caused this. There is…

Reunderstanding my skepticism

At the biennale of Architecture this year I encountered a quote from the famous Roman Architect Vitruvius, and the quote really made me rethink some things about myself. But first, let’s review a few things I Believe about myself. In 2012 I had something of an epistemic crisis, and I recodified myself as being a…

Seasons of Americans

I am currently (Fall 2021) living in a small city in the north of Italy. Here, there is an American Military base, and that supplies this city with a constant supply of Americans, all of whom stay here for just a little while before moving on. I also lived here in 2003 or 2004 (life…