Category Archives: Living My Life

Being the Sweep

Posted on September 30, 2015 by hessd

On every bike tour IBT (International Bicycle Tours) does, there is a Sweep. [1] On nearly every bike tour I have taken with IBT—the Danube (twice), Denmark, the Netherlands and Belgium, the Rhine and the Mosel Rivers, and most recently … Continue reading →

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Went There. Did That.

Posted on September 25, 2015 by hessd

If there is some sort of annual contest for the worst blog title of the year, I might consider entering this one. [1] But I still like the title I wrote before Bette and I left for France. That title … Continue reading →

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Being. In Paris.

Posted on September 9, 2015 by hessd

I understand there is a lot to see in Paris. I’m going to be there for a few days in the next week or so. I’ve looked at some guidebooks and listened to the enthusiasm of friends who have visited, … Continue reading →

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A Parent is a Teacher, not a Concierge

Posted on August 9, 2015 by hessd

I am going to look at that bold title through the lives of Walter Possum and Frances the Badger. Or, rather, through their parents, whom I admire almost more than I can say. These wonderful parents come to us from … Continue reading →

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Getting Over It

Posted on August 6, 2015 by hessd

Day 1 My version of the truth is that I came to “causal attribution” as a tool for doctoral study for perfectly good academic reasons. [1] Bette thinks I turned to that kind of research because I was a natural … Continue reading →

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What to Do if the World Burns Up

Posted on July 28, 2015 by hessd

I didn’t start out to think about the topic of suicide. [1] Actually, I started with the destruction of the entire surface of the earth, courtesy of Neal Stephenson’s recent SevenEves. [2] The death of all the humans on the … Continue reading →

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They Could At Least Have Warned Us

Posted on July 17, 2015 by hessd

I do like democracy. I don’t like how very limited our democracy has become. I would like for us to be better. I’m a fan, a booster; but I think our team has lost a lot over the last few … Continue reading →

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My Inner Wormtongue

Posted on July 3, 2015 by hessd

Gríma, son of Gálmód was Théoden’s chief staff. Those of us who are familiar with bureaucratic organizations are likely to read through that line and fill in the missing word, “of” and never notice that it wasn’t there. Others may … Continue reading →

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Win the Day

Posted on July 1, 2015 by hessd

When Chip Kelly was football coach at the University of Oregon, he was interviewed frequently by sports stations in Portland. He quickly gained a reputation as a terrible “interview,” as the stations put it. They kept asking him question he … Continue reading →

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Being “thin-skinned”

Posted on June 24, 2015 by hessd

At a meeting of the Northwest Corner Caucus recently, a medical friend of mine observed that an “insult” to the skin was so much easier to acquire when the skin had become thin and therefore vulnerable. I looked at him … Continue reading →

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