M. Evan Wolkenstein

Battlestar Galactica teaches us much about cutting corners. This is day 2 of a New Years Resolution. When we were young, our teachers and parents said “Always do your best.” That seemed like a good idea, until many of the things asked of us were totally dumb. 30 long division exercises. Do your best? No. Waste of time. Do them until you understand how to do it, then go play Pitfall. Clean your room. Do your best? No. When you’re 13, a clean room is of dubious benefit. Push st

Austin brings out my inner bad-boy-biker. Every year, while people around the water-cooler talk about their New Year’s Resolutions, I plug my ears and go “la-la-la.” I’m not a growth-Scrooge. I believe in stretching myself. I take the Jewish High Holidays very seriously, and while some steer away from facing their shortcoming on the Day of Repentence, I bring a day-bag with me because I never leave the synagogue. So no, I’m not afraid of owning mistakes and striving to be bet