Category Archives: The rest of life

Somehow, our modern culture has embraced and deified the concept of absolute certainty. It’s a notion that you should be able to expect a guarantee on any particular outcome, with no room for error. If the item or service someone pays for is not 100% as they anticipated it to be, no matter how realisticContinue reading “Certainty is a False Idol”

I must be brief for my time here is short. Soon, the mucusoid devils that rule the Sniffle dimension will return for me, dragging my poor immune system into their mire of goop, and robbing me of my higher reasoning (what little of it I possess). I warn all of you, gentle readers, of theContinue reading “Exile to the Sniffle Dimension!!”

Well would you look at that-I have a phobia! Telephonophobia! I am reluctant and, at times, afraid to have a conversation on the telephone. I’m not usually someone who supports self-diagnosis (I am still not a doctor) but in this case it’s pretty obvious. And it makes sense. It’s the last vestigial element of myContinue reading “Anxiety, Anxiety, you give me no mercy”