Random Thoughts by Mark Milliorn

Every four years the state of New Mexico selects a new governor. Unfortunately, it is that time of year again. No one in the state will rece...

Yesterday, two computer science majors were walking across the university campus when one said, "Where did you get such a great bike?...

The fall semester is about to start-- the signs are all about me: increased traffic around town, the parking lots are getting busier, and ev...

After billions of dollars in Federal subsidies, years of research, and enough media hype to sell the Brooklyn Bridge; this is the year of th...

Years ago, I left home to go to the University of Houston.   Technically, I left my job working along the Mexican border to go home, pack my...

October 21, 3112 An object found while conducting a foot survey of a Historic Twenty-First Century Domicile. While surveying a historic ...

Evidently, I’m going to be attending a lot of funerals.   Normally, I wouldn’t be caught dead at a funeral.  Years ago, I swore I would neve...

Last night, my honorary granddaughter, the Munchkin, and I caught a late night showing of the Wizard of Oz on cable. She was completely mes...

Slightly over two years ago, I walked around the house pulling the phones out of the wall. I got tired of people calling me and telling me h...

This is a strange time of year around the university. During the summer, the place resembles a ghost town. I miss the students, the rest of ...

It is the early 1960’s, Saturday night about 9:00 PM; my family is gathered in the living room. Naturally, we are watching television. Have ...

It’s summer time in the desert. No clouds, endless sunshine, and perfect temperature. Well, perfect if you normally winter in hell. We also...

My son, What’s-His-Name, taught me a cute trick about nuking a white grape in a microwave the other day. It takes too long to explain, but ...

There is an interesting website called Urban Word of the Day . This could be described as an updated version of Ambrose Bierce’s Devil’s Dic...

Small children are always sick. Seems like What’s-His-Name and The-Other-One were sick several times a week, if not more. And a cold could ...

I am waiting to hear word from Oslo about my upcoming Nobel Prize. Okay, the awards aren’t due for months, but the Scandihoovians can vote a...

One of my sons is color blind. Not What’s-His-Name, but The-Other-One. Basically, he cannot differentiate between red and green, most of the...

Now that the semester is nearly over, it is letter writing season. Students regularly show up hoping that I will write them a letter of reco...

Finals start within a week, another semester is almost over. This is a great time to look back and think about all the great moments in teac...

As a child, I was encouraged to believe that Yankees ate their dead. Yes, the Civil War had been over not quite a hundred years, but someh...