The Yardstick

My mom used to sew when I was little. I remember her sewing machine, its color, the smell, the sound. I tried a couple of times and can’t say my efforts were a complete failure, but I much preferred sewing small things by hand: scrunchies (it was, after all, the ’80s), maybe a doll dress […]

The Key

“To every man is given the key to the gates of heaven. The same key opens the gates of hell.” I watched a documentary this evening about Richard Feynman and the above quote is true — so painfully true. “And so it is with science” is how the quote concludes. Science, yes. And business. And […]

The Benefit

My freeway exit dumps me into a part of town known for having a lot of homeless individuals. The woman I saw today is one I’ve seen before, and she’s one heck of a saleswoman/marketer. When you get into an elevator when other people in it, I’d guess that most of us don’t say much […]

The Xhosa Baby

I went to my thyroid appointment earlier today, and a mother and her daughter — maybe around a year and a half old — were also in the waiting room. The child was running around the space and wore shoes which were made to squeak every time she walked or kicked something. To make matters […]