The Robert Y. Love was the little towboat that could. It spent its time merrily chugging up and down the Arkansas River, pushing barges loaded with asphalt, construction debris, coal, or oil. While it was only 104 feet long and…
What do really smart computers do in their free time? They play Pac-Man, or more accurately, they play Ms. Pac Man. Let’s start with a little bit of background. Pac-Man was developed by Toru Iwatani, a Japanese game designer working…
Basam settled into his seat at the back of the auditorium. Professor Steven's Constitutional Law course was one of the most popular classes offered, and the auditorium was usually packed, which was just fine with Basam who thrived in back…
Happiness. The most prized commodity of all. Some people think they will find it in marriage, some look for it in exotic locales halfway across the globe, others try to find it in seventeen course tasting menus, while still others…
Gonzaga. If you hear that word, it’s probably March. Gonzaga University is a small Roman Catholic college in Spokane, WA, and ninety nine percent of Americans would never know that it exists if not for their basketball team which has…
I’d like to introduce you to your chauffer for the day. His name is Mobli, and he comes from Israel. Unlike most Israeli drivers you may have had the pleasure of experiencing, he is very quiet, and he drives quite…
I want to save the world, and I would like to take you with me! First stop: our local Wal-Mart. No, I don't believe that giving people dastardly low wages and ridiculously expensive health-care is the way to save the…
Disclaimer: The views presented in the next three sections are not the views of the writer, his employers, or anyone he ever met. They are merely fictional and were created for the sole purpose of bringing out a point. “Talking…
Jim Spinnock turned the corner, and headed down Slade toward his favorite Starbucks. Nothing put a little fire in his belly like a cup of piping hot Colombian magic. Like almost every day of every workweek, his friend John DeMott…
It was 8:30am and Josh already felt like he was buried under two tons of dirt, all his movements slow and belabored. He had been at his workstation since six, and he was scheduled straight through 7 pm. If he…