https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DetTH790bA&feature=youtu.be A video about a blog post. This is the best part of the roller coaster. The part where you’re fully riding the ride. No more questions. Do I want to ride the ride or not? No more judgements. Am I the best rider riding this ride? No more thoughts about yesterday or tomorrow. Why […]
This is me with my grandparents at the prom. When I look at this photo, I like to imagine they were my dates that night. It makes perfect sense if you think about it. I was born on their wedding anniversary, for one. And two, if they had been my dates, I could be telling […]
Count Victor Lustig never suffered from imposter syndrome, and he wasn’t a Count, a Victor, or a Lustig. He was a Robert Miller, born in Bohemia in 1890 (probably). Bob was a fraud, and “Count Victor Lustig” was only his favorite alias. His most famous fraud was when he forged government credentials and sold the Eiffel […]
Thirteen years ago, David Copperfield got mugged at gunpoint by some teenagers who’d just moved to Florida from Kentucky. But David Copperfield—the most commercially successful magician in history—didn’t actually get mugged because he used slight of hand to make his pockets appear empty. In “reality,” David Copperfield’s pockets were holding his wallet, his cellphone, and […]
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But you might have to do it yourself. I am fortunate to have been raised by cows. This is me at my high school graduation. And if you didn’t get raised the right way (whatever that means), then you absolutely have to do it yourself. You owe it to yourself (and to the rest of […]
I don’t know how to play the piano. (I write the cord names on colored tape and put them on the keys. I can only have one song’s worth of chords labeled at a time.) I’m an ok singer. (I have my moments, but my tombstone’s never going to say, “She could sing.”) I love […]
We’re told empathy is good. That it’s great. That without it we’d be sociopaths. Fine. I don’t disagree. But I think it’s time we sat down and talked about the dangers of too much empathy. (Now, if you suffer from not enough empathy, go away. This isn’t for you. Go figure out how to have […]
It’s our solemn duty as parents to make people who no longer need us, but who know we’re always there for them.