I love the smell of wood smoke on a cold day. Every time I catch a whiff of smoke mingled with frost, I feel I am getting close to home. Which is odd, since I have never lived in a home heated with wood.

I was just over at Architecture and Morality, for no other reason than to appreciate the moment of casual commendation my brother received in the recent podcast. Since I was really only listening for the name-drop, I didn’t pay close attention to the podcast or the blog posts I was reading at the same time, yet they managed to strike Read More

I think I am starting to repeat beyond seemliness that I have enough money to buy anything I want. Please don’t come begging for little scraps of my great wealth, because this statement is just a flashy cocktail of propaganda, self-delusion, and catechism. In other words, it’s not true. For one thing, I know that as soon as you buy Read More

When I was thinking about reviving this blog, I considered subtitling it “Diary of a two-face liar.” I decided not to saddle the whole site with the mood of the day, and really, it would have been too self-congratulatory, especially coupled with “Clever Dialectic.” I considered the subtitle not purely out of self-pity. I have a troubling propensity to lie Read More