Over my breakfast egg one morning, I read one of my son’s college application essays that boiled down to a bio-physics angst: “If we’re just clouds of electrons hovering together like so many bees in a swarm, what’s the point of anything?” Read more »
Massachusetts high school state soccer tournament. Round of 16. My son’s soccer team, defending state champs, was down 3-1 at the half, having scored only in the last few minutes of the first half. Read more »
Massachusetts high school state soccer tournament. Round of 16. My son’s soccer team, defending state champs, was down 3-1 at the half, having scored only in the last few minutes of the first half. Read more »
From the “I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried” department, a voice mail received earlier this month: Read more »
From the “I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried” department, a voice mail received earlier this month: Read more »
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