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To the parent who is playing their Switch during your child's violin clinic: What is wrong with you?!? Find some rhythm in your life.

Racism is the way your heart beats faster in certain situations and rooms.

M got a major hair re-do yesterday. It took two hours in the chair. And the dog barked at her when she got home. I didn't bark, but I gasped with joy.

"Originality is hard to define in words, but it is possible to describe and reproduce the emotional state it evokes. I try to attain that emotional state each time I sit down to write my novels. That's because it feels so wonderfully invigorating. It's as if a new and dif ferent day is being born from the day that is today. If possible, I would like my readers to savor that same emotion when they read my books. I want to open a window in their souls and let the fresh air in. This is what I think of, and hope for, as I write--purely and simply."

  • Haruki Murakami

"Originality is hard to define in words, but it is possible to describe and reproduce the emotional state it evokes. I try to attain that emotional state each time I sit down to write my novels. That's because it feels so wonderfully invigorating. It's as if a new and dif ferent day is being born from the day that is today. If possible, I would like my readers to savor that same emotion when they read my books. I want to open a window in their souls and let the fresh air in. This is what I think of, and hope for, as I write--purely and simply."

  • Haruki Murakami

Is it acceptable to encourage competition between your kids? To get one to want to be better than the other at a skill or pursuit? To let them know that "You need to push a little harder to stay ahead your brother - he's gaining on you." Or "Are you just going to let her be better than you?"

Does anyone else feel as embarrassed as me when you talk to your smart speakers?

I've realized over time that the beer in the recliner during the football game constitutes a male safe space that is simultaneously sacred and profane in our culture.

Am I teaching my kids how to fly under the radar? To be invisible and live contact and conflict free. To just get by.

I like to see what kinds of snacks other kids are eating and somehow pidgeonhole their parents based on that dumb scrap of info

Pizza day a day early for school lunch. Which means, a bit less work for me than normal. Santa is coming to visit on a sleigh ... I mean, errrr ... a helicopter. Dropping things from helicopters seems to be a Texas thing on the major Christian holy days.

I'm now always turning on the auto-check in the NYT crossword. It just makes life a bit nicer and simpler. Why torture myself over a letter or two?

Saw The Smile tonight. Their groove is undeniable. The Melodie's are alright. The percussive guitars and the drums that can rise up and take over. The basement vibes of a jam noise band are cute. Hall of famers breaking back into the stage after a season away. I can see why they came to the U.S.

Why would they talk? I wondered. As another evening passed nearly speechless and thoughtless, even the most consequential details overlooked and ignored. Miscommunicated. Half of what's said is misspoken.

Consider the amount of your life you've spent turning socks and underwear inside out. Stop doing it now, before it's too late.

Human communication is fundamentally a one to one phenomenon. And the internet has fouled it all up. And we all ignore phone calls now. And are unable to focus and pay small attention to what's right in front of our faces.

I think I've thought and posted this multiple times, but I'm now convinced that YHF and Ghost are actually Jim O'Rourke albums.

I'm obsessed with why my city chose to have the Y operate the new rec center. Not that I'm opposed. I'm obsessed with the actual decision making process. And what it means for me and the city.

The need to move past staying up late to do nothing but spin your wheels.

I still like flipping through channels better than flipping through the endless pile of streaming offerings.