I spend a romantic evening at home by myself. (Photo by freestocks.org from Pexels)

Mark Siggers

My personality splits. I now live two completely separate lives. Half the time I am Mark. The other half of my life, I live as... well, as Mark. Both of my personalities have the same name. At least

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I submit a paper. In early versions, the paper had a figure in it that looked like a cow, but in the submitted version, we had to redraw the figure. Life isn't perfect - things don&

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There is poster of Lionel Richie on the metro. I am surprised by his ageless good looks. We have a staring contest. I do well for a while, but then, as the metro is approaching my station, his

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Professor Rodl, one of my PhD advisors, is in town for a week. So while most of the department is off at some cabin somewhere for a clinic on Ergodic Ramsey Theory, I stay in Prague. We both

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I go downstairs to talk to God. It's a spontaneous visit, but He has tea on, and a plate of cakes set out. "It's a good day, Mark," He greets me, opening

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Before taking my camera back to be fixed, or replaced, I think to take out the memory card. It's very likely I wouldn't get it back. As I'm taking it out. I

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I think my maid is trying to poison me. Every second week after she visits, I find pieces of fennel mixed in with my Muesli.

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