Ladies and Gentlemen---and you, too, Fran---may I introduce William J. Briggs, my number one son. Note the "J": he's named after my father, not myself. I call him James, but…

From this textbook the page below was taken (my mother found this while cleaning out the crawlspace). The work was from me. I still maintain there is sufficient interpretational ambiguities…

Here's some information for you: this is a statue of Claude Shannon, tucked in-between two unfrequented buildings in tiny Gaylord, Michigan (most buildings are unfrequented here). Shannon's the guy who…

A northern Michigan summer! Time to venture forth out onto the waters and kill something to eat. I'm thinking pike. Wodehouse had gnus in mind. When cares attack and life…

We made rather merry at the party yesterday. So much so that there might not be any fresh posts for days.

So I'm in Detroit Metro in line, folks edging closer to the gate hoping they'll score an early board and have room for their three carry ons. It's supposed to…