My Highly Polished Floor Show

One of my first jobs as a teen involved cleaning a small, seedy tavern, and once a week I manned the floor buffer to spiff up the dining room tile. I quickly discovered that it took both effort and skill to direct that headstrong machine: given its uncontrolled and powerful druthers, it would just as Read More

Why science needs faith

Ancient wisdom describes words as being alive and powerful, and capable of speaking things into existence. Such, of course, is faith—a concept as instrumental to our modern existence as science—but which is incapable of being measured by it. For while science can track the electrical impulses of brain waves that give birth to concepts, as Read More

So there, then I’ll be

What if this happened: Many years ago someone you didn’t know gave you a set of incomprehensible drawings—gibberish, really—to build a time machine. What a joke! But just last year, upon earning your dual doctoral degrees in quantum physics and metaphysics, you happened across a yellowing portfolio containing those long-forgotten construction plans. To your astonishment, Read More

Rooted in rot—or resolution?

What job do you most hate to do? My most odious task is cleaning out my rain spouts. In late fall, they’re overstuffed with soggy leaves; and in spring, zillions of maple seeds rooting in the reeking rot of their former winged, swirling glory. (Yesterday’s job performed at the top of an extension ladder harvested Read More