Ten Thousand Shaves

It’s late Monday morning when I finally hit the shower. After the usual battle of soap versus stink, I towel off and start shaving. Ever since I switched to an old-fashioned double edged razor, I’ve developed a bit of a shaving fetish (Not that kind, you...

Big Data?

My driver’s license is about to expire so I grudgingly head over to the most feared bureaucracy in New Jersey – the Department of Motor Vehicles. The DMV. When I get there, I discover the line just to get into the building is a block long. The book I brought...