This feels good. All this reading, and blogging, and thinking. Perhaps the thinking most of all.
I listened to the Scientific American podcast this afternoon. They played an excerpt from the commencement address given by New York City's mayor to the graduates of Johns Hopkins medical school. It was a strongly pro-science speech, but what I found amusing is that he had trouble with some of the words. I mentioned this to my wife this afternoon, and we agreed that he clearly didn't write the speech. Just funny.
Which was intended as an illustration, however lame, of thinking about things. There was a time in my life when I would have sworn by Socrates' assertion, "The unexamined life is not worth living." But I sometimes feel as though much of my life is passing unexamined these days, which has sort of vaguely troubled me for a while. Suddenly I find my mind coming alive again, engaging with the world around me, examining everything.
Maybe I'm manic-depressive.
Song of the day: "I'm about to come alive," by Train.
Hey, you might notice I've added some advertising to the site. I'm thinking of it as the flip side to writing more here. I'm spending time that I could be using to make money writing here, so I'd like to expand the possibility of recovering some of that theoretical lost income. (Heck, it's more than theoretical. I owe the Wizards web site two articles I still haven't written...) Sorry if it bugs you; I've tried to keep it out of the way.