Math is the foundation of abstract thought. Actually, they go hand-in-hand. I faltered years ago and skipped over some important mathematical fundaments and got lost, sowed the seeds of confusion and grew the crop of poisonous mental ineptitude that killed the young abstract thinker in me. I have trouble thinking past my immediate surroundings. It …
Author Archives: Shawn
On Conversations and Connections
(Written Saturday, August 30, 2008, 9:30pm) Ah, yes. Texarkana. IHOP. So I’m sitting here wondering why I’m sitting here. I think I missed what I was supposed to do. Like I stayed at the house too long. Like I was supposed to call old friends and visit. But why visit? No news to report! That’s …
It Was Daylight When You Woke Up In Your Ditch
Tonight, after some coffee, I took a drive around town. Decided to avoid the big streets and thoroughfares I always take. Investigated some of the little neighborhoods I never see, the stuff in-between the high streets. The nooks and crannies. I had the windows rolled down; radio off. Vent fan was turned off. All I …
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Fam on the Lam, and the Van That Moves the Fam Mam
So my mother is moving out of her shack (known in Austin as a “cozy bungalo”) and into my sister’s house. Hoorah for her! After three some-odd years of languish, she’ll be able to enjoy the benefits of the technological wonders of plumbing, running water, and central air. Good for her! She’ll be helping out …
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Leaving IRC, Shutting Up
IRC is the worst place to go if you have something to say. No matter the message, no matter if you’re pontificating, ranting, trying to convince someone, convey your viewpoint, or call out for other people who agree, it’s the worst place to do it. There’s always going to be one motherfucker who has it …