I just had a powerful near death experience (“NDE”). A hearse drove past.
No one in my gym could tell me what fiddles do to get so fit.
Mimesis, hermeneutics, bricolage, heteroglossia & semiology all mastered. But only when I finally crack the semicolon, will I can call myself a writer.
I just introduced my basil plant to the joys of camomile tea (served at room temp) as I’m told it will add green to its pale leaves. It asked for 2 sugars…
Allow a picture the space to breathe.
Why does my slow cooker have a “fast” button on it?
Two to go on my Saturday task list: iron a shirt and propose an alternative (quasi-Diophantine) proof of Fermat’s Last Theorem.
Pseudo-philosophical insight of the day: the larger the avocado, the bigger the stone.
The best advice I’ve ever heard? Never take advice.
I submitted the manuscript of my revolutionary, can’t-fail dieting book but the publisher thought that at 5 words, it was a little short. So here it is for free: 1) Only prepare food you hate. 2) I am now researching content for the sequel.
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