Memory foam

I wonder if memory pillows hold grudges  how they hold lipstick kisses  and mascara smudges  A spray of perfume  And a splash of cologne  A mixture In A Fixture Of rectangular  foam I wonder if memory pillows remember The night before Christmas that felt like forever The nervous and anxious before the big test Tummy


we promise – though Forever’s impossible – baking uncertainty into the plan. Ignoring every example of ephemeral, setting the cornerstone into the sand. Imagine, instead, being amenable To trying as long as we possibly can Treating each anniversary as the miracle It represents, and we understand

Jungle garden

My garden is full Of tulips that tremble at fierce dandelions Of brave daffodils, And some weed with millions  Of unidentifiable prickles Thorns gently pull Catnips at my heels Limitless tendrils  Of ivy that holds tight, Of crabgrass that Yes, Will And rose buds that Just Might


A sculptor of syllables Keeper of time The flux and the malleable Rhythm of rhyme Explorer of existing Jungle of songs Connector considering Where wonder belongs A seeker of sensemaking Finder of links Unique and ubiquitous Patterns of things

What makes a fair test? Validity, reliability, and replicability in cookies.

Tomorrow is the big cookie showdown at work. Tonight I finally sat down to imagine how to gather people’s feedback about the cookies. I reviewed a bunch of rubrics and score cards, and created a Google Form, drawing from some examples online. When I shared it with the office folks, I received some interestingly heated responses… Continue reading What makes a fair test? Validity, reliability, and replicability in cookies.


My mom has often said “everyone wants to save the world, but nobody wants to do the dishes”. Today I wonder – what if doing the dishes was saving the world? In the everyday zen Of the land of lost socks I’ll be vacuuming when Opportunity knocks As I’m folding the laundry Or hunting to… Continue reading Dishes