I had a good plan, but we didn’t stick to it. It might not have made much difference.
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WSJ: It Now Costs $300,000 to Raise a Child
WSJ: It Now Costs $300,000 to Raise a Child
It determined that a married, middle-income couple with two children would spend $310,605—or an average of $18,271 a year—to raise their younger child born in 2015 through age 17. The calculation uses an earlier government estimate as a baseline, with adjustments for inflation trends.
Before Bill Nye the Science Guy became a garden-variety Progressive try-hard, he used to say “Extraordinary claims require extraordinary proof.”
It isn’t plausible that it costs $18k per year to raise a child. Where is the proof?
Sparky wants to have a slumber party with his friends from summer camp, so I am prepping the battle space.
Getting grass to grow always seems like a hit-or-miss deal. It worked this time, so here’s what happened.
What security guarantees could Donald Trump give Ukraine?
Have you ever seen a photo with a more deliberate power move?
“I’m at a point right now where I have a hard time writing science-fiction,” Cameron told CNN this week. “I’m tasked with writing a new Terminator story [but] I don’t know what to say that won’t be overtaken by real events. We are living in a science-fiction age right now.”
Humanoid Robots Have a Serious Design Flaw, And We Need to Fix It
Watch Boston Dynamics’ Atlas robot doing training routines, or the latest humanoids from Figure loading a washing machine, and it’s easy to believe the robot revolution is here.
From the outside, it seems the only remaining challenge is perfecting the AI ( artificial intelligence) software to enable these machines to handle real-life environments.
Humanoid robots won’t be attending the robot revolution.
Sparks in the Schoolyard: What We Lost When Shop Class Disappeared
There are two ways to look at the approach my parents took to academics.
“We trust your judgement” or, “so long as the school isn’t calling with problems, everything is fine.”
Either way, I could choose my own classes and graduation requirements weren’t as stringent. I took every shop class that North Olmsted High School offered, and avoided academic classes.
Friday nights used to be a big deal. Now, I’m watching King of the Hill and eating popcorn with Sparky.
