Month: March 2002

I guess what I’m feeling right now can best be described as carrot-envy. My thanks to fellow capper Agent Moldy for the photo.

Driving home this evening, it suddenly dawned on me: a week from now, I will be twenty-five years old. A quarter of a century come and gone, just like that. I’m trying not to let it bother me too much.

Go on, join the Poem Tag Project. It’ll be good for you. Found, initially, through Hoopla.

Aw shucks. Looks like the Niels Bohr story below is apocryphal after all. Erik Wilson sends along a follow-up e-mail, pointing out that it is in fact a well-known urban legend.