A skeptical dive into the weird, sketchy, occasionally life-changing world
of self-improvement.
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DAY 17: NEW INTERN
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HI. IT HULK TODAY. JOSH TIRED. JOSH NO REALISE HOW HARD EMAIL EACH DAY IS. JOSH OUTSOURCE EMAIL TO HULK. HULK SMASH KEYBOARD. HULK MAKE MANY TYPOS. HULK MAD! HULK THANKFUL FOR AUTOMATED SPELLING CORRECTION. JOSH SAY:…
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Day 16: a walk in the woods
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If I find myself getting particularly snappish or shrewish or off-centre it’s almost always one of three things: And to this list I am tempted to add a fourth item; Haven’t been touching enough grass. And perhaps…
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Day 15: Some days just don’t work
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I spent the latterly chunk of today despairing of getting nothing done, on account mostly of our youngest’s new habit of being an angel during daylight hours and a shrieking, sleepless imp by night. I’d call it…
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Day 14: The Egyptian Goddess of Irony
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Our family game was always “Balderdash,” a trivia game where all but one answer is made up by the players. It goes a little like this: one player is get handed a card, on which are printed…
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Day 13: finally, a little luck
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It’s a truism that aphorisms never track back to the person who supposedly said them. — Mark Twain.1 Gary Player, a golf player who (for the non-golf players) really is called Gary Player, supposedly coined the aphorism,…
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Day 11: But what about *second* day of rest?
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It may not surprise you to find out that after 24 hours of feverish gastro I am still not 100 percent; I did in fact spend a chunk of today asleep.
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Day 8: Sawing the Zs
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Sawing the Z’s Every day I teeter on the edge of not sending one of these out; every day (or night) I manage to do it anyway. A lot of the pain I experience, mental or physical,…
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Day 7: Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Reanimate
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I’m now a full-time artist/writer/marketing contractor/consultant/dilettante