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Archives for December, 2009

Best Recipe of the Season

Ok, I did try and do a real blog post today, but it just isn’t happening. We had wonderful guests this morning, and it is bloody cold, and I really need to clean the rabbit cages and then I just want to hang out and bake things that smell like cinnamon – writing is way…

Ok, Christmas is getting close, so is Kwanzaa and you are already late with your Chanukah presents. You’ve got one more present to buy, and it is for someone really tough. Something wonderful. Or something they don’t have – which might be a challenge. What should you get them? How about a manual well pump?…

Dear Sharon: Some of my friends say there is no Santa Claus. But I really need to know if there is. My Mom has been telling me about something called global warming, and I’m worried about Santa, because he lives up at the North Pole, and if it melts, he’ll be in trouble. My Mom…

Meet the Astrophysicist

When I decided to switch over to science blogs, I told Eric that he had to go with me. We’ve talked for years about doing a project together, but have always worried that a book or something would kill our extremely happy marriage, that we’d end up fighting over grammar (he’s much more of a…

My Eight Year Old’s New Business Plan

Just went downstairs to see a sign, made by Simon. It says: Simon’s Bar: Drinks, Uno, Tick-Tack-Toe (sp), Math Drills and Dreidel. Yeah, that’ll make money. And no, I didn’t ask what they will be drinking. Sharon

100 Billion, 3 Degrees

You’ve got to give our Secretary of State credit – she knows how to make an entrance. Show up at the door with 100 billion and people can’t look away. Of course, she didn’t promise 100 billion from the US, but to raise it collectively with some unspecified other folk by 2020, but still, it…

A while back I argued that there’s a rule – when the US spends a whole lot more and uses a whole lot more than everyone else, what we usually get back isn’t just less than everyone else gets for the same buck, it is dramatically worse. I called it my rule of 10 times…

Meet the Milk

Note: Another new reader asked if I could say a little more about the goats. Here’s more. If you were to come to visit right now, you wouldn’t see The Milk Truck until you started to get out of your car. But the moment you opened your door, the little vacuum cleaners would stick their…

The second night of Chanukah, my sons got clothes from their great aunt, which they received politely but unenthusiastically. As we were heading to bed that night, after a late night at our synagogue’s annual Chanukah party, six year old Isaiah asked me “Mommy, will tomorrow night be another clothes present night?” When I told…

Note: Tonight is the sixth night of Chanukah, the night we remember Judith hacking off Holofernes’ head by eating cheese (yes, there is a reasoning behind that strange statement), and I really had planned to write a post about that. But it is also Isaiah’s sixth birthday and deep in the grading nightmare for the…