I've finally figured my wife out– she loves platitudes. I think it is because she doesn't pay attention to what other people say.

Mark Siggers

I get up and go for a run on Saturday morning.  It is just past 5am, the sun is coming up.  As I run past the karaoke bars on my way to the river, I see three young

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At a certain age you are allowed to complain about the styles of the youth. You are expected to. The kids just ignore it as the mutterings of the addled.

Mark Siggers

Its 9:40am and I have already finished my morning coffee.

Mark Siggers

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Lisa asks. "What do see here my little dear?" I ask Lisa, showing her the civet's under-carriage.

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I get an e-mail from ChatGPT requesting that I take him on as a PhD student.

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I get my broom technique from my father, who used to spend hours of every day sweeping our kitchen. Eunjoo gets hers from her mother, who has no technique what-so-ever. In anything.

Mark Siggers

"People our age don't ever mean anything naughty," my wife says, once again killing what little tendrils of hope I manage to send through the crust of everyday life.

Mark Siggers