It’s amazing how you can look at an ordinary sofa and automatically find yourself thinking of three sitcoms and the Muppet Show.

Just notes on certainty and hearsay, as I thnk aloud about how artificial intelligence shows us more than we wanted to see about what we're full of.

The way I think about things like this — like Hezekiah's story — is like walking around a shed filled with metaphorical mechanisms. But then, my grandfather was a toolmaker.

My website looks quite standard until that menu item — Stage Door. It's what happens with a literary imagination birthed in Bible and Bagpuss.

What happens in the space where faith, muscle memory, and a Bible story meet — this day. Or Thursday…

I had a friend who, whenever he got to "Melchizedek," said, "Wheelbarrow."

In a world where you need and what you can give is part of the answer as well as the question, all kinds of doors and windows might open.

There seems to be a Stage Door lurking in the menu bar. Where's the Keyholder when you need them?