I caught up with Michaelangelo (one of the fastest tortoises in the world) a few days ago at our zoo. Alas, our impromptu race had to be postponed again.
He was in his little home in the Discovery Room.
Fast asleep.
June 25, 2026
Race Postponed
June 23, 2026
Bragging Rights
A recent article in the HuffPost described a study* involving a ChatGPT conclusion: Out of all the states in the country, Colorado is one of the top states with the least stupid people!
Granted, most of the article involved describing the flaws in this study: outdated model of ChatGPT, flawed method of prompts, flawed this and flawed that. Full of flaws, actually.
So, should we believe this (flawed) study? Yes, I think it would be the smart thing to do!
June 18, 2026
A Dear John Letter…
So, John, your letter says you want to buy my house. A cash purchase! Today! Or soon! As soon as possible! Plus you’ll give me a fair price…..an honest offer and no hassles!
You want to buy my little place with the cute porch light? The place with the backyard that’s big (but not too big); the place with all those perennials that after several painful years of trial and error are now finally living their best lives? A place that’s cool in the summer and cozy warm in the winter and has that little secret view of the mountains?
Oh, right, you want my little plot that’s right in the middle of the best neighbors in the world, that spot on the block where plates of cookies are traded at Christmas and everyone keeps each others’ sidewalks shoveled on snowy winter days and calls out “Good morning!” during hot summer early mornings?
My home, John, is not for sale.
June 12, 2026
My Mailman
I saw my mailman the other day when I was out and about. He’s a nice man, brown hair, medium build, average height. “Oh, hi, you’re my mailman!” I said.
“Hi!” he answered, smiling. “And….what’s your address?” After I told him my street and number, he immediately recognized me.
To my mailman, I am the porch with two steps and rectangular silver mailbox.