TBI Tuesday – Booze, weed, and a cuppa coffee
Genius researcher that I am, I told my wife that I’m going the try the caffeine thing again…
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Memoir, TBI Tuesday, The Library
The Good Life, The Library
Your Environment for Evolutionary Adaptedness. Yes. It’s a mouthful.
Evolutionary psychologists refer to the EEA or the Environment of Evolutionary Adaptedness. There is controversy about the exact environment humans evolved within, but it certainly includes much of the lifestyle that Tom enjoys.
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Christian, The Library
Plough Magazine – a letter
Plough Magazine I subscribe to Plough Magazine because I enjoy the writing and the content and because the essays lean toward things and viewpoints other Christian journals don’t. I hadn’t heard of Canada’s MAID – Medical Assistance in Dying – until a recent issue. My mom was Canadian and moved to the States when she was
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Christian, The Library
Book Review: Everything is Spiritual, Rob Bell
Everything is Spiritual, Rob Bell I’m…a little…confused about…what to write… I enjoyed the book. The book-ish. It’s not really a book, and I agree with other reviewers that whatever he says – that spirituality is everywhere and everything – could have been said easily and more understandably in a short blog. The book is actually
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Crumb, Review, The Library
Recommendation – Podcast – How we deceive ourselves
I’m just throwing this out because I’ve got a few minutes. I recently sat through the Chris Williamson podcast where he talks with Lionel Page, professor of economics at The University of Queensland in Australia. They toss this question back and forth: How humans deceive themselves and others. Commit to being a little smarter and
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Journal, The Library
From a writing prompt…Rainy days to me are…
…a pleasant memory. I grew up fertilized by rain. Not rain so much, as in a downpour that strips the paint off your car, but as water wafting in the sky, and maybe falling from the sky. In Tacoma, there was always fog or mist or drizzle, and it fell everywhere at the same time from
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