I’m all for saving abandoned pets and animals…

I can't hit the change channel button fast enough.

… but I’d be a flat-out liar if I didn’t say that the following is 100% what I do when I see one of these commercials:

In fact, I can’t hit the change channel button fast enough.

Updated to add: You know, now that I think about it, there’s a lot of commercials . . . → Read More: I’m all for saving abandoned pets and animals…

You know you’re getting older when your pragmatism overrides your sentimentality.

Part of what the neighbors had to put up with this year.

Part of what the neighbors had to put up with this year.

I did something today that I always hate doing and yet I do it every year: I took down the outside Christmas decorations.

I’m not much of a romantic, but I am very, very sentimental. Part of the reason I’m a huge . . . → Read More: You know you’re getting older when your pragmatism overrides your sentimentality.

It appears that, if anything, I’m becoming more liberal as I get older.

I'm becoming even more of a Republican's worst nightmare.

As near as I can tell, the first time I tool the Political Compass test was back in October of 2004 and the only reason I know that is because of the archive of SEB on the Internet Archive. I could have sworn that I blogged about it at the time, but I can’t find . . . → Read More: It appears that, if anything, I’m becoming more liberal as I get older.

Why I’m not more active in the atheist community.

I was asked that question the other day by someone who thinks I have a lot to contribute to the cause. My blog is fairly popular and I seem to say a lot of things that other people agree with and I’ve been at this for a long time, so how come I’m not as . . . → Read More: Why I’m not more active in the atheist community.

I sometimes think I suffer from Anti-Social Media personality disorder.

How could humanity survive without such vital information?

I am terrible at updating my social media statuses over the weekends. I blame this on not having a smart phone. During the week I’m sitting at a computer most of the time so I can spout off when I think about it without too much effort, but during the weekend there are actually large . . . → Read More: I sometimes think I suffer from Anti-Social Media personality disorder.

My Google Reader stats.

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Saw this over at ***Dave Does the Blog and figured it would make for an interesting comparison. According to Google Reader’s trends page I waste a lot of time on Google Reader:

From your 399 subscriptions, over the last 30 days you read 23,287 items, clicked 321 items, starred 32 items, shared 2,053 items, and . . . → Read More: My Google Reader stats.

Today I am 44 years old.

My very own Google doodle! Click to embiggen!

I’ve mentioned before that as a kid I used to think there would be a point in time at which I would truly feel like an adult and that I knew what I was doing in this thing called life. That day has yet to come and today is not that day. That said, I do . . . → Read More: Today I am 44 years old.

I am in a bit of a blogging malaise right now.

Which is why I’ve been posting things in spurts with several days between activity. It’s not that there aren’t things to write about happening in the world, it’s largely that I’ve not had the energy to rant about them because I feel like I’ve ranted about them all before. So days pass as I search . . . → Read More: I am in a bit of a blogging malaise right now.

A moment of self-reflection before carrying on.

Life does not consist mainly — or even largely — of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever blowing through one’s head. - Mark Twain

Every now and then I find myself pondering, well, myself. I sometimes wonder if I am what I should be or if I am . . . → Read More: A moment of self-reflection before carrying on.

It’s been over 15 years…

Pic of beardless Les.

…since the last time my chin saw daylight, but an attempt at trimming up the beard that went wrong eventually resulted in my shaving it off completely. Though I did keep my pathetic excuse for a mustache. Yes, one of the more iconic things about my appearance is no more. For at least the next . . . → Read More: It’s been over 15 years…