The example that popped into my mind was taking my kids to the NC Zoo, which is several miles of walking and a lot of it uphill. The alternative was not letting them walk, it was not going in the first place!

Boy, people are prepared to fight about the wildest things.

Anti-…stroller? I am attempting to remember back a few years and it seems like going out into the world *at all* required a stroller for years, especially with two.

Listening exclusively to phish in 1999-2000 looks less, with time, like an unfortunate detour and more like a guy who wanders into a fallout shelter right before a nuclear blast. Not a place you’d want to be, ordinarily, but look at the alternative.

“Everyone likes best the music from when they were 15-22”, but sometimes those years include 1999, and 2001, and 2000, and 1998, and even 1997, the year that britpop died. There was swing and ska! There was nu-metal! There was punk pop! It was a real bad time to be young.

I wish my dissertation topic was less relevant to the world since 2010.

My kids are on a quarterly schedule, and so I now just block off the second week of each quarter as “I will be sick”.

It’s giving “why doesn’t Cordelia lie to me like her sisters, I’m gonna destroy a kingdom about it.”

(I am reading Milton right now, which he tried and failed to get me—and everyone—to read in grad school.)

Fruit-flavored candy continues to vastly outperform chocolate of any kind.

Adults-to-kids this year is easily 4:1

…and reading Beowulf