I have no idea what this story has to do with anything – no lessons or morals or point really – but, I figure, I’m getting older, so better than even chance that I’ll forget this eventually, or considering my sensory challenges, the odds of me actually getting hit by a bus while crossing the [...]
Read more...For as far back as I can remember (and that goes back pretty far), I always seemed to find myself as part of that group of what I’ve started calling “One Percenters.”
In school, for example, every year they made us take those “standardized aptitude tests” I guess is what you call them, and every year [...]
Goodbye Braintropolis — as you know it, anyway — and hello Eldon Sarte’s Braintropolis!
Huh?
My apologies. For the longest time, Braintropolis was a blog in search of a purpose. I thought I found it a number of months back when I decided to try making it an Utne Reader of sorts, regularly reprinting others’ blog posts and [...]
It was 1980 or 81. I was a sophomore in High School, which in the Philippines back then meant I was no more than 14-years-old (no Middle School). I attended a private Catholic school, immediately putting me among the relatively affluent minority segment of the populace — and that fact always became highly visible during [...]
Read more...It’s better to light a candle than to curse the darkness…
…unless of course you’re cursing that you can’t find the effing candle in the effing dark.
And don’t get me started about finding matches.
Being married offers a number of advantages. One is that I don’t need to stock up on Hamburger Helper and ground beef anymore. And two, one way or another, this house we live in is going to get vacuumed.
Not that I expect my wife to do all the vacuuming. But realistically, I know that if [...]
