Thursday morning, I came downstairs, let Henry out, then went to make coffee. The kitchen sink was making noises like someone was using a plunger on it. I could hear the water softener running, but it doesn't usually make the sink burp and gurgle.

I’ve always taken a metaphysical delight in written language. Language itself is fascinating, but written language is, wow KAPOW!

When you read words, it causes your brain to think the thoughts another person thought at some time in the past.