🎶 So fill to me the parting glass
And drink a health whate'er befalls
Then gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be to you all 🎶
Good night, Glen and Sláinte. 🥃💚
#GlenHansard
Sometimes, I feel guilty about all the paper we use up. As a kid, I was programmed to feel so bad about "wasting trees."
But then I think of big corporations. Wasting, wasting, wasting. Wasting paper on ... who knows what? Memos, flyers, forms, accidental prints of 500 pages. "Oops," they say. And never think about it again.
And it's not good, I'm not saying that. In our house, we certainly don't waste just to waste.
But I think about that, and I think, "No, we are not 'wasting' paper the way they do." Because yes, sometimes I toss paper that only has a few marks of crayon on it. Maybe the edge has a little cut out.
But that's not wasted.
That is important work for my kids' minds. I don't mean to be overly dramatic, but I really think this is very important.
The kids who are sitting in front of iPads all day have great qualities—the best qualities! : They are super well-behaved. They don't whine. They don't get into trouble. They don't snack between meals. They're not hitting each other. They're not arguing. They're not saying they're bored. They don't cry. And they don't waste paper.
But look what happens to them as they grow up.
In other words, "waste" the paper. Attend to the whining and hitting and arguing and stealing snacks. Deal with the sloth-like boredom. Let them draw on the walls and on themselves (you know what I mean). Handle the pages torn out of books and the crumbs and the fact that they took all your pens and taped them together to make a huge wand.
It's all good stuff, all grist for the mill. None of it is wasted.
I always, always wanted a pool as a kid. It was my dream. When I was real young, my mom and dad got us one of those 3' deep, 12' across, above-ground jobs, and I played in it every day from the warmest day in May to the warmest day in September.
Then, when I was in high school, my dad put in a bigger, regular-sized pool with a deep end and everything. It was an "above-ground," but my dad made it look underground by setting it into a slope at the back of our yard and building a deck around it. He bought it as a kit and did everything himself, but we had to help.
After the major part of the hole(ish) area was dug, we had to dig more with shovels to flatten it out. I remember standing out there in the blazing sun waiting for his instructions on where to dig, him going around occasionally with a level. Later, after he laid out all the deck boards, it was my job to go around and drill all the screws in.
He created a heating system by coiling a bunch of black tubing in a rack-type thing that was meant to warm the water in the sun and then circulate it into the pool. He told me later it didn't really work. But I always thought it was a good idea.
We did not usually get all the things we asked or secretly longed for. But I think back now and realize he was obviously listening when I would occasionally wistfully say—in that little kiddish way—"Boy I wish WE had a pool." And I feel bad I didn't use the second one more. Stupid kid. You think things just happen. And then you get older and realize your parents made them happen. Just for you, because all they want is for you to be happy.
Your brain doesn't age because of time. It ages because of repetition. The more predictable your days become, the faster your neurons quiet down. Your brain builds neural pathways based on experience. New experiences create new connections. Repetition strengthens old ones. But when you repeat the same patterns for years, your brain stops building. That's why time feels faster as you age. Your brain stops encoding new memories. It just references old ones. A year at 40 feels shorter than a year at 10, because at 10, everything was new. At 40, everything is familiar. But neuroplasticity doesn't stop. You can still grow new neurons. You can still learn. You can still change. You just have to break the loop. Your brain will wake up. And time will slow down again.
Genuinely I thought this policy was something he would work at and make progress to over the course of his whole term. I had so little faith in the state to fund it. Day 14 he got it done in its entirety. I’m actually speechless.
Y’all, the numbers are in, and we’re blown away.
Thanks to 155 incredible volunteers, we removed 132,620 pounds of garbage from McKellar Lake in Memphis during our 2025 #AlternativeSpringBreak cleanups. That’s over 66 tons of trash in less than three weeks!
There are places in this country that serve as tactial testing grounds, places where you can see the future before it arrives. Coeur D'Alene, Idaho is one of those places -- I've written about it before
Today, men without badges detained a woman for speaking during a town hall
I’ve always thought that framing fascism as weakness is the way forward when it comes to messaging
Especially when trying to deradicalize or disinterest young men from it
Always think about this bit from David Lynch: “Write down the idea in such a way that when you read it again the idea comes back in full.” One of the most important pieces of writing advice I’ve ever read.