I’m pretty sure that this is the longest gap in my blogging since I started back in December 2003. So why the hiatus? A few reasons come to mind: A lot of my off-the-cuff comments which would previously have shown up in my blog now wind up on Twitter. Some of this is because it’s…
Read More Waiting….Warning: this is pure food porn. But I can’t keep this to myself. I will conceal some of the names, to protect those involved… After a very successful week of meetings here in the Valley (and more to come tomorrow, actually), I arranged to meet up with an old friend for dinner. I chose a…
Read More One of the best meals of my life…I’ve just acquired a new netbook, and I’ve been Twittering about my early experiences with it. Several of my regular blog readers asked me for more details, and so I thought I’d put together a detailed write-up. More below the fold…
Read More Getting started with an Asus EeePC 901 and UbuntuAnother delightful fisking of Eagleton and his admirer, Stanley Fish, this time from Crooked Timber. In the comments, Salient and Steve LaBonne sum up thus: So, the purpose of religion is aesthetic? A lot of that going around; seems to be pretty much the last-ditch line of defense nowadays for muddleheads trying to hold out…
Read More All woo, all the timeOver the last two weeks I’ve been listening to just one album: the Pet Shop Boys “Yes”. The first couple of times I was doubtful: there was none of the political and sexual drama of “Fundamental”, which I’ve decided is one of their finest albums ever. But “Yes” grows on you – or at least…
Read More Yes, yes, yesLast month I blogged about Terry Eagleton’s bullshit and Russell Blackford’s robust refutation of it. At least I didn’t have to read of the Eagleton blather… but PZ was not so lucky: So I was in New York the other day, and was offered a copy of Eagleton’s book, and took the first step in…
Read More Woo on a planeIn nearly three years of living in Seattle, I’d never been to a baseball game. My son used to praise Safeco Field as a great venue, and it’s only 10 minutes walk from my apartment, but I’d never been tempted. I don’t watch much baseball anyway: I think the last game I saw was in…
Read More 5 hours 3 minutes of baseball: not pretty, but entertaining