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I have been driving into downtown Lansing, on and off, for 24 years. I have come at the problem from all angles. The roads leading into Lansing haven’t changed much in these past two decades. I am very familiar with all of them. In fact, I’m fairly certain that the roads follow paths that have . . . → Read More: The Art of Commuting 
In the movie “Contagion”, the transfer mechanism that spreads the deadly virus is the combination of touching an infected object and then touching your eyes, nose, or mouth before disinfecting your hands. The deadly little monsters are everywhere, it turns out, and our strange habits of self-soothing lead to our demise. Riding the bus had . . . → Read More: Good Deeds My first job out of college, I thought I was lucky enough to be given a job by my roommate’s father, who was a VP at a computer company. I had gotten a degree in Computer Engineering, and I was sure I’d have great fun writing software. But the guy was a salesman, not a . . . → Read More: Adventures in Misalignment – The Travel Job I recently spent some time up a ladder to paint the trim on the house. It’s an extension ladder that stretches to twenty-some feet and I’ve gotten fairly comfortable, even when I’ve climbed to a reasonably unsafe height. It briefly crosses my mind that something bad could happen without a lot of effort on my . . . → Read More: Down the Up Ladder Kids are notorious for doing dumb stuff, but it’s only “dumb” in the way dogs can look dumb when you pretend to throw a ball and they chase after nothing. As kids grow up, though, they mostly get better at knowing when they look and fixing the situation. Still, it is pretty dumb stuff. I . . . → Read More: Smart versus dumb, right versus wrong I grew up around boats, as I’ve mentioned before. They were fishing boats–small boats with outboard motors, suitable for small, inland lakes, and they were parked all over our back yard. My father took us out on Lake Erie in those boats, and once or twice we were caught in storms that are memorable to . . . → Read More: Boat Stories–Setting Sail for a New Beginning I did not want to study chemistry in college. I had been accepted to the College of Engineering, and it seemed to make sense (economic sense) to pursue that, but the closest to technical subjects I wanted was computer programming. To stay in Engineering, I had to take one Chemistry class. I didn’t want to . . . → Read More: Adventures in Misalignment–Chemistry Class Being a kid ain’t easy, and figuring out what you’re going to do with the rest of your life is the most important thing you’ll do. It takes some people decades to reach the correct decision. But when you’re fifteen, figuring out what to do after school or on the weekend can be debilitating in . . . → Read More: Adventures in Misalignment–Pumping Gas 
I recently tried to take a proactive approach to managing my dandelion situation. I retrieved a jug of weed killer from the shelf, something I used last year, and like an illiterate looking for a haircut by walking into the store with the candy-cane post out front, I trusted the picture of the dead . . . → Read More: Learn From My Lawn Care I had an incident while preparing Nan bread from a recipe that called for heating a pizza stone to 500 degrees. A pizza stone, if you are not familiar, is thick clayware that acts as a heatsink to help ensure the crust is thoroughly baked. And 500 degrees, by the way, is really hot. After . . . → Read More: Cooking Mistake or Cool Experiment–You Decide |
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