I mention this because it's perhaps no accident that this, the nineteenth day of my thirty day challenge, is the first day when I've been totally unprepared to make a meaningful blog entry. I'm not really done resting, I suppose.
Oddly, there are many things I could talk about. I could talk about the looming crisis of the student debt bubble and college funding in general. I could recount what I've just read about the connection between Turing and the modern day search engine or about the pre-mature ending of von Neumann's life.
Or, I could talk about how beautiful my son is and how inexplicably lucky I am in many things.
But, I can't really formulate how to do that without boring myself; or worse yet, repeating myself.
So, instead of any of that, and as it is Sunday, I will instead make the following statement of contrition.
I am, from time to time:
- irrationally impatient
- mean and uncaring
- crude and crass
- temperamental and short-fused
- condescending and unforgiving
- brutish and in-artful
- and worst of all, boring