Life isn’t a game. But a game can be a metaphor for life. I enjoy metaphors.

Once, this blog tried to take itself more seriously. It worked for a while. The author, after all, was simply trying to write about his life in a way that reflected his values and beliefs within the framework of opinion and analysis. Then it stopped working. Or, at least, it stopped being fun. And that was never the point.

This blog has been reloaded: Same author, but different framework.

Life, after all, is rarely about opinion and analysis, but is often about the tiny accomplishments and the lessons we learn from those accomplishments as we play — ahem, live — our lives. These little achievements don’t win us awards, are rarely noted, and are often overlooked. This is not a bad thing either. It just is. But, as much as I am a scientifically-minded geek, I am also a sappy, narrative-inclined writer. And this new format is much more in line with me sharing a message, sharing a metaphor, and sharing a story.

The gaming stuff amuses me and I hope it amuses you — and it’s just in fun. The stories on the other hand are non-fiction, and hopefully those entertain you, too.

So, from this point on, it I’ll be telling you a story. It goes something like this:

There was this family…