We didn't have a christmas tree last year. It was a poor man's Christmas. Nor did we have presents. We didn't get around to it. We will tell Lucy that it was

I walk out of our apartment building in the morning. The world smells mildly of cow shit. Then more strongly. Then mildly again. It is a wafting miasma of cow shit. I check the bottom of my shoe,

We are sitting at home eating duck wrapped in lettuce with rice and ko-chu jang. Lucy will not come to the table. She sits in the living room reading her books, and crying for us to come read

We host a combinatorial seminar. A certain David is giving a talk on 1-factorisations of graphs. He makes the absurd claim that "It is hard to decide if a graph has a 1-factorisation." "Not cliques,

Lucy and I are at home, dancing about with touques on and our shirts rolled up to show our bellies. We're doing "Hoot", by Girls Generation. Eunjoo is asleep in the next room. Off

It is true that children actually do grow in spurts. They go months without getting taller, and then suddenly grow 4cm in a month. But their growth is irregular in other ways as well- it is local. We

I tell the students in my topology class that we will have an aural final exam, or is it 'oral'? Both seem appropriate, but I'll go with 'aural'.

I've upset Lucy. She grabs my chin and forehead and starts twisting my face around. "Daddy, break." she says. Minutes later, she is happy with me. She apologizes: "Face break, no. Good Daddy.