One of the greatest bars to my happiness and productivity is the failure to control the use of my time. (Notice that I didn’t say “control my time,” because time itself cannot be controlled; it just ticks away. Deep insight here.) So I’ve signed up for Laura Vanderkam’s time tracking program that will take place next week. (Good example of here of my lack of time control: when I typed in “Laura” to get the correct spelling of Vanderkam’s last name and the address for her website, autosearch came up with “Laura Ingraham.” Since I had gotten into a sort-of-argument with a friend last night while watching THE BRONCOS WIN THEIR FIRST REGULAR-SEASON GAME and it had become obvious that I thought “Dr. Laura” and “Laura Ingraham” were one and the same, I couldn’t resist doing a little internet-diving on Ingraham and now it’s 10-15 minutes later. See?)Time for a Time Check.
One of the greatest bars to my happiness and productivity is the failure to control the use of my time. (Notice that I didn’t say “control my time,” because time itself cannot be controlled; it just ticks away. Deep insight here.) So I’ve signed up for Laura Vanderkam’s time tracking program that will take place next week. (Good example of here of my lack of time control: when I typed in “Laura” to get the correct spelling of Vanderkam’s last name and the address for her website, autosearch came up with “Laura Ingraham.” Since I had gotten into a sort-of-argument with a friend last night while watching THE BRONCOS WIN THEIR FIRST REGULAR-SEASON GAME and it had become obvious that I thought “Dr. Laura” and “Laura Ingraham” were one and the same, I couldn’t resist doing a little internet-diving on Ingraham and now it’s 10-15 minutes later. See?)
So the titles of yesterday’s and today’s posts fit together: 
Are you familiar with the story of Mary and Martha in the Christian New Testament? I have always been fascinated by it. In a nutshell, here’s what happens:
Not a huge event. I wasn’t putting on a wedding, or a political convention. History was not going to be changed in any way if we ran out of food. (It might have been if someone had gotten sick from the food, but that didn’t happen.) We probably ended up with around 100 people, and while the last 10 or so people didn’t get any salad everyone got a burrito. And there was plenty of dessert. All in all a very successful evening. People lingered and lingered, always a sign of a good party.
Normally, of course, I post a weekly entry about a book, movie or podcast that I think my audience would enjoy and/or profit from, but this week I’m sharing my experience of seeing something that in the end is pretty terrible. So you can read what I have to say and then decide for yourself whether or not it’s worth your time. I’ve been posting over on my “personal and political” page about Dinesh D’Souza for the past two days, so if you want a little background on him you can go