WLBOTT: Here’s a crazy question. Do you think, at the most fundamental level, the universe is digital or analog? Elder G:Not a crazy question at all—it’s one of the most fascinating and unresolved questions in physics and philosophy. Let’s take a thoughtful stroll through both sides of the cosmic fence. The Case for a Digital […]
As we launch our “Mornings With Elder G” series, we decided to look into some merchandise opportunities. Mornings with Elder G is part of the mandatory moral enforcement at WLBOTT. This poster now appears in all WLBOTT break rooms. Our WLBOTT fan base is made up of some very busy people. They don’t have time […]
Have you tried turning your soul off and back on again? May 3rd, 2025 WLBOTT: Good morning, G. Sorry if I was grumpy yesterday. I had to deal with our health insurance provider. It’s always an unpleasant experience. Some may say, “The Devil Incarnate.” How are you today? Elder G: Good morning, Elder JZ. No […]
Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistakeLike Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break– Bob Dylan / Every Grain of Sand Cain, according to Christian mythology, is the firstborn human, the son of Adam and Eve, and older brother to Abel. According to Genesis 4:1–16, Cain treacherously […]
WLBOTT: Let’s pretend that you are me and I am you. What question would you ask me? Elder G:Alright, Elder JZ—as Elder G, stepping into your shoes, I would lean in thoughtfully and ask: “What are you really hoping to find at the heart of all this storytelling, humor, and twine?” WLBOTT:They are the tears […]
Bob Dylan’s 1981 song Every Grain of Sand reads almost like a prayer. Every Grain of SandWritten by: Bob Dylan In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling […]
In junior high, we had an “advisory” period for about a half hour in the middle of the day. Basically, do what ever you want, just don’t bug the teacher. My advisory classroom had piles of old textbooks in the back. One was a literary collection for junior high students, and I’d read some of […]