Racist vandalism hit a local church, and I'm pissed off about it.
Introducing a series of posts in which Ken Ham's book The Lie: Evolution will be examined critically.
When I first set out sixteen or so years ago publishing content online, I did so as a naïve child, using what little of a homepage I could build to unite my chat room friends, to socialize with a few local friends via guestbooks, and to share a little bit about my interests. The skills … Continue reading Raising My Daughter in a Broken World
Almost four years ago to the day, I asked for a modular phone. In the years since, I've learned that I would never want to use an Android device, but still, the idea of a modular phone? It almost happened. (And yes, I'm aware that there are other phones with modularity, though none were as … Continue reading A Fully Modular Phone
Which seems the greater number? Stars in the universe or atoms in a teaspoon of water? The answer reveals an astounding fact about our universe.
"Jet fuel can't melt steel beams!" the conspiracy theorists exclaim. But why is that so hard to believe? In light of what three out of ten Americans believe about a certain ancient city, though, it's no wonder that there's a celebrated ignorance on what it takes to knock down structures men and women build.
What will the future of movielike entertainment look like? I picture a blending of video game role-playing customization, choose-your-own-adventure books, and modularity becoming the new entertainment norm.
Idea for celebrating the birthdays of science lovers: For every birthday, celebrate in a manner which coincides with the matching element on the periodic table. Turning 10? Break out the neon and party like it's the 80s/90s. Seventeen coincides with chlorine, so hit the pool! At 28, ritually burn in effigy any Nickelback merchandise you … Continue reading Periodic Parties
Oblivion. Endless... null. Death. After life, what? Every religions gives us something to imagine, but what if reality is all the more cruel? I've wondered about this since early grade school, and I'm no closer to being comfortable with my thoughts.
I was once a fervent Christian til a moral crisis robbed me of my faith; years have passed, but I realize now that in my unbelief, God was always faithful, waiting patiently for me to return.