Here is a fun way to introduce kids to the concept of modulus (without ever saying the word): ask, why does a week have 7 days? Suppose you could change it - how many days would you put in the week? Then ask some questions about 'in X days,
something I wrote in 2007 and just found now Swoosh! The thrilling sound of a near-miss filled Hal Bjordman's ears as he wrestled against the G-forces pinning him to his seat. Nothing like a game of Supersonic Pursuit to get one's blood moving! Not really dangerous,
Saturdays are for unwinding, expanding - my dad once said, the part that means you're human. Yet for me now it still means typing on a keyboard, only typing things that spiral outward and don't have to pass tests. Today I found Ngugi Wa Thiong'
Wrote a quick LTE this morning - I am such a Municipalism fan right now - ------ In a small ray of hope during this contentious time, our city government seems to be genuinely responsive to the neighborhoods. A group of Rio Vista neighbors asked for the city's
wrote this in response to a NYT op-ed calling for a grand strategy in American foreign policy: Our grand strategy should be driven by our core principles: liberty and justice for all - not only for those who happen to live in America. If we can achieve that, the world
i have become am becoming adept at exploring small spaces in small moments when time is short to climb a new mountain trail turn longing sharply right and down into nearby wash surprising a rabbit in its run desert broom pushing up through a rotten log I've never
ok, I had way too much fun writing this review...I picked up this book while walking around Barnes and Noble last night and well, you can read...F*ck your Book
Enough is enough. And also, this is why Civ.Works. Wrote that up in more detail for LA Progressive - https://www.laprogressive.com/facebook-okays-political-lies/
Wrote this, on Rojava, trying to organize actionable things in a collaborative way: RFC3: Rojava, Syria and Turkey 2019
I will post this. Although it may ramble, be warned - this morning I have given myself permission to simply write, a sort of private-public diary, to try to tease one noodle out of the bowl, or to follow one twisted path of thoughts up to the root. Reading Virginia