Skeptophilia

There's a stereotype that science nerds, and especially science fiction nerds, are hopeless in the romance department. I'd sort of a...

A bit over 23 years ago, a friend introduced me to a woman she'd known since they were toddlers together.  I was recovering from an unpl...

When I think about what my favorite song lyrics are, they can generally be sorted into two categories: 1.  Heartwrenchingly poignant/sad exa...

I really am extraordinarily lucky. Following the breakup of my (all things considered) disaster of a first marriage, I had pretty much figur...

I learned a new term yesterday: parasocial relationship. It means "a strong, one-sided social bond with a fictional character or celebr...

Like a lot of couples, my wife and I have a great many inside jokes and turns of phrase that amuse us no end but must puzzle the hell out of...

I'm a birdwatcher, which in my specific case kind of crosses the line into a mild mental illness.  I've traveled all over the world ...

My mother was born Marguerite Thérèse Ayo in the little town of Schriever, Louisiana, on August 10, 1920, exactly a hundred years ago.  She ...

There's a stereotype that science nerds, and especially science fiction  nerds, are hopeless in the romance department. I'd sort o...