A little blog of questionable wisdom written by Lucas Pierce. I do a lot of little things these days. I hope some of them do a little good.
These posts are old and new, serious and absurd, technical yet philosophical. I’ve kept even the questionable bits—partly for nostalgia, mostly as proof that wisdom arrives slowly, if at all.
If you’d like to reach me and don’t already know how, LinkedIn is probably your best bet. Students, I’ll likely reply; salespeople, probably not.
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Long, long ago, I was born at home in Southeast Los Angeles. Our milk and potatoes were too often powdered, cereal came in bags, and Del Taco was a night out. My heart dreamed of something more. My stomach deserved better.
But where could I find better?
An uncle who’d been stationed in Bremerton talked about the good coffee and fresh sushi. The lack of sun that drove others away seemed, to me, like comfort; the California sun left me feeling exposed. I asked my parents for help getting there and they didn’t understand why I would go. They’d worked their way to California to escape places like Missouri (Missoura, if you’re my father). Why would I go someplace cold and gray, just to eat better?
Continue reading →I don’t hate you. I’m not mad at you. I’m not angry. I’m not trying to make fun of you. I’m not being sarcastic. It’s not because of you. I’m sorry if my face makes you uncomfortable.
When I’m content, my face doesn’t naturally give the expressions people expect. I have to deliberately put on the right face to match my emotions. It takes constant work. I think I’ve gotten better at it, but I still slip up.
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