
Oh For The Fear of a Bear!
So I've been thinking a lot about bears, lately.

Punching Upwards
Harvard University existed for 383 years before anybody published a satire about it, and that person was me. Why didn't anyone else do it? Well, I've been thinking about that, see...

The Sound of Christmas
In which I offer a loose analysis of The Sound of Music, and wish you all a very Happy Christmas

I like to think of myself as someone who can get along with anybody except for clowns, bureaucrats and werewolves. But filling out forms with a pen is, uh, mental torture. Forms make me agitated. I scribble, panic, weep. I yell lots about 'not wanting to live in this plane of reality'. Anyway. I had to fill out a form today. You can kinda tell, can't you?