Mad-Farming with Fred Bahnson (and the ecological perks of public urination)

I met Fred Bahnson back in grad school. We’d spend our lunches sitting on the steps of Duke Chapel playing chess. We were fairly even-matched. That is, we were both pretty bad at it. Nevertheless, it got us out of the classroom long enough to talk about Duke basketball–which is a lovely thing when you’ve made the mistake of taking a seminar on Immanuel Kant. I’d be a farmer, if I could have that hat. One person who was often a topic of our conversation... Read More

Slightly Back

I took this past week off from the internet. Kinda. Well, mostly just from Facebook and The Amish Jihadist (I did check email on occasion . . . I have students . . . students are needy). But, it was lovely. I surfed. By surfing, I mean I surfed waves–not channels or the internet. I wrote some script for my upcoming comic book, which is pretty much all I want to do these days (more to come on that later). I also avoided the news. The news, specifically around here, consists... Read More