Unvoluntarily “Green” Commuting

We had a little hassle with the SF Bay Bridge recently, closing it down. You may have heard about it.

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A Strangely Jolly Commute this Morning

I did the casual carpool this morning. For those outside the SF Bay Area, the casual carpool is a way to reduce congestion during rush hour. I think it’s primarily in the East Bay (across San Francisco Bay from the City), rather than down the peninsula or in Marin county, but they may have it [...]

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Finding out my adrenal gland still works

I was bottling some India pale ale on our back deck this weekend, busy filling the bottles before I cap them, when I found out that my adrenal gland still works.

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Another Useless Talent Exhibited

My assistant brewer, Dave, is good at incredulity, among other things. He’s smart, a fount of the kind of quasi-useful knowledge copyeditors excel at (e.g., they are vocal cords, not chords; the word is actually supersede, not supercede, although some style manuals now accept the typo as a new “variant”), he knows a lot about movies, [...]

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Some Reflections on Disney

 
Disney seems to be an irony free zone. There is an immediacy to the experience here, a lack of reflection, doubtless derived from the novelty of childhood, the newness of sensations.

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Dis Order out of Randomness

 Tagged again, or memed, as Amuirin put it. Meme is one of those slippery weords for me which I have to look up to find it’s a cultural concept that gets passed around, but still somehow it remains elusive for me, so I keep looking it up.  (And weord is so a word, it’s just one I made up, combining weird [...]

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Hey, the News Is Fun to Watch Again!

 Well, maybe fun isn’t the right word — maybe “not too depressing” or “capable of disseminating optimism” or “might increase your faith in our leaders.”

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The Mnemonic Problem: My Humor Gone Awry?

Yesterday, I described how I decided to take a day off from work to brew a second batch of Belgian wit ale this autumn. 

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Male Pattern Blindness

 I don’t always notice things, I admit. Or, rather, I may not always notice things that others notice, such as, perhaps, my wife.

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The Steadfastness of Mom-Dog

Last weekend we were up in the foothills of the Sierras, visiting some of the little Gold Country towns connected by highway 49, named for the miners who arrived there a century and a half ago, hoping to strike it rich.

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