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Hard to believe it’s been 7 years.  I was just a young 24-year-old kid when America was under attack.  I remember every detail of that day vividly.  I woke up in the morning just like every other work day.  I drove north on Route 93 just like I had been doing all summer.  Just as [...]

Last weekend, I mentioned to some of the staunchest readers of The Diatribe that I wrote my previous blog entry while somewhat drunk.  It was, as far as I can recall, the only time I’ve written a serious entry while drunk.  Under the circumstances, I’m glad it was well received.  I was having doubts about [...]

It’s amazing to think that two weeks have passed since the wedding — but it’s true. And to celebrate this two week anniversary, I received a call from our photographer informing us that our photos are ready to be viewed. Interested in checking them out? Visit the Morin Studio Web Site and choose our wedding. [...]

I want to start out by saying thank you to everyone that was able to make it up to Amherst last weekend for Miss Possible’s and my wedding. It was awesome to see everyone and I really hope that everyone had a great time between the various activities at the picnic on Friday and the [...]

“Only you can prevent Forest Fires.” Well, I wish someone was listening to Smokey when the fire started down in the Santa Cruz mountains yesterday morning. This is about 13 miles south of us, and as it stands now — we’re not in danger of the fires, but that doesn’t mean that we don’t know its [...]

There are so many great shows on NPR that take a complicated subject or topic and break it down in a way that makes it easy to understand for just about anyone. This American Life and RadioLab are two of these shows that come to mind, not to mention Fresh Air, Forum, and All [...]

It’s funny, thirty is a big deal.. or at least, it’s supposed to be. Everyone talk about how your metabolism starts slowing down and it’s the beginning of the rest of your life at 30.. I don’t feel much different. I joked with Miss Possible about how when I woke up on Sunday, I felt [...]