Saturday afternoon was Jeff Holmes’s final appearance at Bongo Java for the month of weekend shows, and my third consecutive Saturday hanging out and listening to his amazing music. It was a nice crowd and a great set, and concluded with an exciting giveaway. Jeff had brought three copies of the soon-to-be-released “No Clocks, No …

Four weeks from today, my spring break begins and I’ll be en route to Hawaii. That in itself is really exciting stuff, but the excitement doesn’t stop there, because I’ve got an awesome travel companion coming along with me. 🙂 Assuming we make it to the island of Oahu without suffering some catastrophic plane crash …

I’m now a full two or three weeks into my new semester at Vandy, and so my life (finally) is starting to assume something resembling a routine. I’m a creature of routine, so this is a great thing. But what I’m discovering is that, no matter how hard I try to cram in as much …

I’ve been to see Jeff Holmes at Bongo Java After Hours twice now, and am just so impressed with his music and performances. Here’s a video from a few weeks ago where he’s playing one of the forthcoming songs on the album “No Clocks, No Calendars,” Act I, which will be released on iTunes on …

A version of this joke was told in Monday’s stats class by my favorite stats professor ever. If you get it, you’re probably an academic. Or an economist. (Hmmm. I wonder — is there a distinction?) An economist, an engineer, and a physicist are marooned on a deserted island. One day they find a can …

[Preface: I always try hard to know my audience, and anticipate potential reactions to what I write through the lens of my audience. However, there is no way I can say what I’m about to say without, I’m guessing, giving someone pause. Regardless, I’ve got so much pent-up frustration right now that I’m going to …

I will say this about the hound: Once you get to know Rags a little, he becomes very transparent. His actions speak volumes, if you just pay a little attention. The other day, I took him back over to hang out with the other dog I blogged about recently, and while everything went surprisingly well …

For you non-francophiles out there, the title translates to “my brain feels like applesauce,” and at this moment, the analogy is quite apt. I have been sitting in my beloved big green chair reading for the better part of the last 2.5 hours, and have made substantial progress on my to-do list for the day, …

DC is the city where I really feel I became the Liz you know today, the city where cherry blossoms at springtime always made the world seem rosy, the city where I stood in the freezing cold for hours just to hear oral arguments before the Supreme Court, the city that continually renews itself in …