Billy

In recent months, a few concerned parties have suggested that I consider getting a seizure response animal. I'm not opposed to the idea. In fact, I go through phases in which I wholeheartedly (and deludedly) assume that adopting a dog would drastically and instantaneously change my life for the better, though I'll admit that epilepsy-related … Continue reading Billy →

Going Places

Frequent travel has, for me, been a constant of the last ten or so years. Partly due to the nature of my academic work, but mostly driven by a combination of curiosity and restlessness, I’ve taken extensive trips, often enrolling in language courses abroad, sometimes consulting archives, occasionally just country-hopping. The personal and financial investment … Continue reading Going Places →

Rock Tumbling

I derive weird pleasure from devising theories about the cause of my epilepsy, which is supposedly idiopathic. As someone who values order and reason above almost everything else, I like to remind myself that just because medical professionals say that I spontaneously developed a seizure disorder doesn’t mean that they’re right. The idea that doctors … Continue reading Rock Tumbling →

Confessions of a Former Unschooler

The only thing that unschooling has in common with epilepsy is the particular brand of self-conscious embarrassment it inflicts when a stranger/new acquaintance associates the word with me for the first time. But I figure that since I've been putting it all out there, I might as well write about the unconventional choice that my … Continue reading Confessions of a Former Unschooler →