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I spent several months chained to my office chair writing my Dissertation for 8-10 hours a day. I made a decision at the beginning that the chair selected should be softer on my Gluteus Maximus rather than harder. Although I did not study Chairology in college, I had a good idea of what would happen. I knew better... My butt would feel better in the short term, as I was sitting in it. But, over time, it would start to hurt more. Then, sitting in the soft chair would smart 24-7. Of course, my massive amount of driving for my Pa. Brew Tour hardly helped... A harder chair paradoxically causes less pain over the long-term. Kind of like if you really want to wreck your back and turn it into a twisted pretzel, sleep on a soft mattress. It won't be long until you have scoliosis. A firm mattress, not too hard, not too soft (as in Goldilocks) is what is needed. Funny how fairy tales contain so much truth. Well, on with my Fanny Tale... The trials and tribulations of the Ph.D. are now fadin

Philippians 3:10 That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, becoming conformed unto his death; (ASV) On Saturday, Lina and I went to the Allegro Concert . I am not much of a Classical music buff. My parents did not listen to it and didn't compel me to practice the piano after school. Thus, I never really developed an appreciation for it. Or, a lasting hatred. It seems like the reaction can go either extreme way. I am now mildly ambivalent towards classical music with some historical notes of animosity as I always perceived playing an instrument classically as elitist. This is now tempered with an increased understanding and even undertones of appreciation for classical music because it is complex and requires years of devotion and talent to become proficient in playing an instrument. Call it maturity, I suppose. Still, about as classic I go with music is Jimi Hendrix....and if I want to get real fancy, maybe throw on some Yes (a