I've finally started watching "The Good Place", Michael Schur's brilliant NBC comedy(?). I'm amazed at the display of insight into the most rote and bland aspects of human nature, showcasing how we bring suffering upon ourselves and fail to live up to the people we know we should be. Here you can see Schur's adoration … Continue reading Kierkegaard’s Leap of Faith →

A fundamental question asked by the end of Alan Moore's Watchmen: which is better, truth or utility? You'll find a reference at the bottom of this page that a friend gave to me when we were debating this topic. He asserted that Rorschach was Moore's critique of moral objectivism. While an interesting notion I'd have to disagree. … Continue reading The Moral Utility →

Just had the privilege of stumbling across an old friend through his blog. My old man keeps up with him and sent me his most recent post. I always remember him as the tall, goofy jock from high school. He's one of those guys you expect to go on to be mostly successful running his … Continue reading An Old Friend →

Some of the most influential pastimes from my childhood were the brilliant video games I played. My first gaming platform was the Gameboy Advance: complete with that gangly worm light for when I stayed up late without permission. Every few weeks my mom would go to Walmart and pick up whichever game she felt I … Continue reading Megaman Battle Network 3 →

I wasn't particularly a huge fan of college. I was scrolling through my old writings and found this little guy. Didn't reread him in full yet but I thought it'd be interesting to publish here for safekeeping. There's some interesting stuff in there!   Graduation Day When I graduated college I wasn’t particularly thrilled to … Continue reading On College →

In Gene Wolfe's Shadow of the Torturer we meet a librarian named Ultan. He is blind and can no longer read but doesn't much care to. Instead he is obsessed with books. Not the stories, mind you, just the books as physical objects -- how they're made, their binding, their pages, and all the like. He … Continue reading A Book and its Cover →

Each year I have the overwhelming urge to reread The Lord of the Rings. I never have this urge in the summer or the spring; it comes when the leaves start to fall and the air takes on what every English-speaker unanimously describes as 'brisk.' If I'm on the road I'll have my very first paperback … Continue reading Old Magic →