Three Times as Long

Exactly. Everything takes exactly three times as long when I haven’t had my coffee.OK. I don’t mean everything. If absolutely everything took exactly three times as long as when I’ve had my coffee, the effect of my coffee wouldn’t be observable. I don’t mean exactly either. I really mean I’m a bit slow before my coffee has seeped into my brain. So, if I were to say have a look at this picture before finishing my coffee, instead of immediately recognizing it for what it is, I’d stare blankly for a moment, focus on the feet, think they’re poking out of the screen, startle at the fact that there are feet poking out of the screen, remember how perspective works, realize that the feet aren’t poking out of the screen, relax and grin in slow motion over a period of three minutes instead of in the blink of an eye.

On Having an Affair

After my children went to bed but before my sweetie returned home from her classes, I spent some time chatting with a couple of friends online. Most of my online friends and certainly my closest online friends are women.

What’s in my coffee?

Sometimes I write coherently. Other times I write things that are downright weird. At those times, people sometimes ask me what was in my coffee. I figured that it was about time that I both answered that question and commented on what I think of being asked that question.

First, the answer: usually I put sugar and soy milk in my coffee. Sometimes I put maple syrup in

Insomnia

I’ve had a crappy time sleeping since I went back up to two cups of coffee in the morning. At first, I thought it was the warm weather. We switched to sleeping with just a quilt. But, for the last few days, the weather has been deliciously cool. We’ve switched back to our down filled duvet. I like to sleep with heavy blankets and so one would think I’d have slept well last night. But, two cups of