I think I grew up with the idea that God was a punishing being, constructed around rules.

If camping is so great, why are the bugs always trying to get in your house?

You ever talk about a movie with someone that read the book? They're always so condescending. 'Ah, the book was much better than the movie.' Oh really? What I enjoyed about the movie: no reading.

I guess the reasons against having more children always seem uninspiring and superficial. What exactly am I missing out on? Money? A few more hours of sleep? A more peaceful meal? More hair? These are nothing compared to what I get from these five monsters who rule my life.

It's a balancing act of you feel horrible that you're away but there is something about the road that is rather liberating.

A lot of the teachings really kind of keep me grounded.

My new years resolution? I will be less laz.