Many of you probably think I just write stuff, go on Podcasts, and run around with kids, which is sort of true, but I do actually have a “Day Job.” And today is a “celebration” of my current vocation, as…
Our awesome new neighbors invited us over to their house the other day. And my daughter paraded into their kitchen and proudly announced, “My Dad is famous!” before proceeding to discuss her Pokemon card collection. And why would she make…
“No one really starts anything new, Mrs. Nemur. Everyone builds on another man’s failures. There is nothing really original in science. What each man contributes to the sum of knowledge is what counts.” -Daniel Keyes, Flowers for Algernon With a…
Today is Lp(a) Awareness Day, and I refer to this genetic risk factor as “The Felon of the Lipid Neighborhood” in Chapter 6 of my book. And one of my best friends is a great example of how nefarious Lp(a)…
The Sourdough Saga has already been a rousing success. The support of the online community has been touching, and the bread itself has not only been a flavorful means of repleting glycogen, but has served as a substrate for ongoing…
In an exciting family development, my wife is undertaking a new challenge: BAKING SOURDOUGH! Will she rise to the occasion and create the perfect loaf? Or will the rigorous process leave her stretched thin? Stay tuned! But a critically important…
The great philosopher Kurt Cobain correctly identified pervasive societal apathy with the iconic hit Smells Like Teen Spirit. And these timeless, somewhat ambiguous lyrics certainly apply to directionless kids on street corners inhaling unidentifiable toxins into their lungs. But, perhaps…
“I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everyone else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting.” -JD Salinger, Franny and Zooey Frivolity. Phoniness. Inflated egos. Distasteful duplicity.…
March Madness is in full swing, and while we celebrate the current buzzer beaters and unexpected upsets, it’s also fun to reminisce about historic shining moments in NCAA Tournament lore that shocked the world. So to pay homage to these…
Fragile egos, broken spirit He offered hope, they wouldn’t hear it His hand outstretched, they closed their fists And drenched his cheek with Judas kiss Fragile egos, wounded pride They starved him, left him ostracized Perplexed, confused, and left alone…
