Tag Archives: Joy
So I started a new job. They were in the middle of preparing for a couple of events so my first few days were atypical and I was mostly out of the office: coordinating with venues, arranging for catering, and … Continue reading
In my mid-twenties, I thought this book was a plausible explanation for the phenomenon of the commitment-wary male. Now I think that’s rubbish. I’m the monster. Logic dictates that I’m also Grover. So that’s a plus.
Okay so Montreal was cool. Thanks to my very good, very kind, especially terrific friend C, I was able to go to Montreal with her. We took the bus and we ran into traffic as you may recall. The flat … Continue reading
Despite my grumbling about our stay in Inverness, I actually liked the town. Bustling and growing, it had a weird vibe that I don’t know how to describe without sounding insane. It seemed a bit like a rough and tumble … Continue reading
I’ve taken a philosophy course or two and I really enjoyed reading Leibniz. Coming from a math background, I was curious about him: Newton gets all the press because of his laws of motion and his batshit-crazy alchemy but Leibniz … Continue reading
Signs of the referendum were everywhere: on the bus, in the pub, on the statue of the 7th Duke of Queensberry. Buskers on the Royal Mile were singing about it. Newspapers were writing about it. And politicians were just messing … Continue reading