Lately, I’ve been fielding questions about the meaning of my life and its proposed contours

Part whimsical experiment conducted in a state of out-of-mind boredom, part serious experiment for the improvement of all mankind;

Flipping through this publication in that slightly amused manner peculiar to reading in-flight magazines, you may be further surprised to find a new name attached to this column.

All things must come to an end, and that includes para-social relationships with our favourite columnist.

This is the first Christmas I am poised to spend without my nephew, and so there will be no one born after the 90s to chuckle at my dark humor.

Since becoming a father, my life has completely changed. Words like panic, emergency, catastrophe and apocalypse have a new meaning.

I have run a couple of blogs (currently inactive) and have always been a bit active on information sharing forums online.

I have been accident prone all my life. I always end up hurting myself in mysterious ways.

I trust that everyone is taking great care and staying safe amidst the pandemic. Due to the ‘new normal,’ people around the world are turning to online shopping ever more than before. This has resulted in online retailers adding billions to their revenue while brick and mortar stores struggle to keep up with the loss…