Mr. Rogers (yes, his spectre visits me from the grave) has been having a rather quotidian (which is another way of saying hackneyed or trite for you big word-phobes) week. As a result, I’m understandably jaded. So, in the spirit of ‘do your best, try your hardest’ advice-giving (now who am I channelling Andrew?), here’s [...]

I wrote this the other morning shortly after arriving at that University where I work for free: I wonder how old I was when the world stopped being my canvas. Walking the halls this morning–long creamy off-white hallways that form a maze through which patients wander, directed by sagely, white-coated physicians. There are miles of [...]

This is gonna be one of my more intellectual posts. Right. I’ve been inspired by the multiple graduations which will be occurring soon. I’ve got graduation fever … and the only prescription … is at least two more years of grad school. Mr. Rogers says I should give myself some quiet time to help me [...]