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On moving, in a hurry

One of our tenants is about to move out of her apartment in San Francisco. While we wait for the City to digest our plans to build a new house, we have two mortgages to pay; one on the house we live in, and one on the empty lot that, if pressed, maybe we [...]
Overheard in San Francisco. –So what have you been doing? –I was in the Marines for five weeks. –Five weeks? What happened? –Well, I’m not there now.

Bye, Charlie

Nine years ago. I break up with the first girlfriend I had after I moved to California. As Sunnyvale is a wretched place to live, particularly if you’re in your early twenties, newly single, and full of piss, I up and move to San Francisco. I teach myself to navigate by driving through [...]
A snapshot of what it’s like with a wife on bed rest: Son ambles in at six thirty. “Let’s watch Spider-Man!” Decides my slothful motions are not indicative of Spider-Man watching; visits wife. Get up. Find son and wife curled up, asleep. Damn, that’s cute. Make breakfasts for family. Fuss over wife. [...]

The lithic principle

Courtesy of the Effect Measure public health blog, this gem from Carl Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot: There is something stunningly narrow about how the Anthropic Principle is phrased. Yes, only certain laws and constants of nature are consistent with our kind of life. But essentially the same laws and constants are required to make a rock. [...]

Missourian sprawl

We spent the past week near Kansas City, MO, at a wedding-cum-reunion for Shannon’s family. The sprawl around Kansas City is frightening, making Silicon Valley appear dense by comparison. It was over thirty miles from our hotel to the nearest semi-decent bookstore (a Borders, at that). The area is blighted by new McMansion developments, many built [...]

Why I love Atlas Cafe

I’m taking a lazy afternoon away from Shannon and Cian, who are at the beach in Aptos. Atlas is a sublime place to laze. As I’m tapping away on my laptop, the Mission Chick behind the bar yells out, “You know what, Stuart? I like you. You’re not like the other people here, in [...]
On Monday, Shannon had The Ultrasound, in which we got to observe the person who is crowding out her internal organs. The person in question is a little boy, about twelve inches long, who gets to spend the next four and a half months whiling away the time in foetal darkness. Lucky little [...]

Methuselah goes on a cruise

From the terms and restrictions of a package cruise on Expedia’s web site: “This cruise line requires that passengers younger than 255 years old be accompanied by an adult 25 years or older in the same cabin.”

No X, know Y

Last night, sitting on the floor, attempting to convince Cian to put his pajamas on. He running circles around me and hooting with delight, me sharing an exasperated look with Shannon. Suddenly, an idea forms. “Know Cian, no peace,” I say to her. She cracks up. Cian looks delighted. “Know Cian! No peace!” he yells. “No Cian! [...]

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