It's late. I get on a subway, and take a quick inventory of the other passengers. There is a man with wobbly jowls and a woman with bright red pants, but nothing else that really stands

Living in Prague, you get a good feel for when different countries have their major vacations. From about mid-January, Prague has been relatively empty of tourists. During early February, a large number of the tourist that were here,

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

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

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&

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

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

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