Today seems like a good day to jump. U.K. psychologist, Dr. Cliff Arnall’s research predicts a lugubrious low for today’s mental health. According to his formula, ( [W + (D–d)] x TQ) / (M x NA), January 24th marks the most depressing day of the year. The fact that the day falls on a Monday this year exacerbates the misery quotient. I wonder how he would factor BD + NB into the equation?
Thirty-seven years ago today, my father teetered on the brink of life and death as pneumonia kept him flat on his back in a hospital bed. Across town, my mother also spent her day in a hospital bed as she brought her first born son into the world. Uncertain of my father’s prognosis, she named me after him. The same hand of providence that brought my dad to a full recovery, keeps my head above water today.
With my feet firmly planted on the bridge and and sappy melodrama flowing onto my keyboard, I plunge headlong into the blogosphere on my thirty-seventh birthday. I doubt I’ll make much of a splash, but want to use this site to record some of my thoughts, highlight my interests, chronicle my studies, and interact with the world outside of my little pool. I look forward to the new adventure.