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Alex: “Yeah, that's it. I think if you go ahead and hit me, knock some sense around in there, maybe we'll start making sense."
Evan: "You're being ridiculous."
Alex: "It couldn't hurt, figuratively speaking."
Evan: "You're assuming there's sense in there to knock into place."
Alex: "Yeah, I guess you're right.”
--Kristine Williams, Madness
"Thread: The greatest threat to our life on Pern 1/1" (twitter post by F'nor)
To which randomdreams replied, "Don't you think this is going a bit f'lar to make an obscure joke?"
Alex: “I just never cared much for things."
Evan: "I know. And it shows. I think these rich people, some of them anyway, find it intriguing."
Alex: "Most of them find it annoying. I know my mother always did."
Evan: "I think it's honest."
Evan: "At least you never pretend. I never realized how much difference that could make. I'd go out with you.”
...Really! Under what circumstances, I wonder?
By the time I had listed all desired car repairs to my (awesome) mechanic, I had to finish with, "Oh, and the windshield is cracked all the way across; sorry about that. It's getting replaced tomorrow." He was like, "Wow, I hope everyone's okay." I just looked at him for a second before I realized he must think I'd been in an accident. "Oh," I said, "Yeah, it's fine. It happened while the car was parked in the driveway."
Evan: "I... Whatever you want is fine with me."
Alex: "Well, what I want is for you to pick a place."
Evan: "Did you have anything specific in mind?"
Alex: "No. I want you to pick something you want. It's not rocket science, Evan. You do it all the time anyway."
Evan: "What do you mean by that?"
Alex: "You're always making the decision what to eat and when."
Evan: "That's because you get so busy you forget to take care of yourself. Someone has to."
Alex: "So you make decisions all the time. You're only getting angry now because I told you I wanted you to pick something you want, instead of something you think I want."
Evan: "I'm not angry. I just don't see the need to make such a distinction. If you want me to find a place for us to eat, that's fine. Why do you have to make a point about whether or not I want the same thing?"
Alex: "You know, you are the hardest person to be nice to sometimes."
--Kristine Williams, Madness
When I was about fifteen, I participated in a thirty-mile walk to raise money for charity. The final checkpoint was a pub, and of course everyone went into the beer garden and lay down on the grass.
Now you know how when you've been exerting yourself, you can walk fine until you stop, whereupon your muscles seize up. Well, after lying on the ground for a few minutes I got up because I needed to go into the pub and find the toilet, and of course I could hardly walk. So I hobbled towards the pub door.
A middle-aged man walked up and held my elbow, saying, "Let me help you, my dear."
First thought: wtf?! Why has this creep grabbed my arm without asking?
Second thought: Oh! In these baggy walking clothes, he thinks I'm a girl.
Third thought: Wait a moment. That means that girls get this sort of treatment all the time and I'VE NEVER NOTICED.
It was seriously a life-altering moment.
"This is a time for action -- not for war, but for mobilization of every bit of peace machinery. It is also a time for facing the fact that you cannot use a weapon, even though it is the weapon that gives you greater strength than other nations, if it is so destructive that it practically wipes out large areas of land and great numbers of innocent people. " -- Eleanor Roosevelt (b. 1884-10-11, d. 1962-11-07), My Day (newspaper column) 1954-04-16
Meanwhile I'm laughing my ass off because, well, om mani padme hum. Not the sound of the chant, but it's literal meaning: the jewel in the heart of the lotus. Mystical people have been staring at this thing forever, because A) it's inspiring, B) it's really pretty, and C) when you're out of your body on a lot of other dimensions it tends to be right in front of your face and kind of hard to ignore. Which is okay because A and B. :D Anyhow, quantum mechanics might like to take a look at the prismatic branch of sacred art. Perhaps it will prove inspiring. Because quantum physics is where magic and science meet, which is why it's cool. I may not be able to hack the math, but quantum physics still makes my existential intelligence sit up and go squee.
On the downside, this means people are getting reeeeeaaaalllly close to figuring out graviton technology. This is about as relaxing as realizing that the toddler has just about figured out how to turn on the blowtorch. O_O
"Rosh Hashanah is about relationships. Whether between individuals and the God in whom they believe, communities and the traditions which define them, or simply between individuals, whether any God or tradition is part of their lives, it's all about sustaining relationships which sustain us and help us do the same for others." -- Rabbi Brad Hirschfield
Gregorian: 2017 September 20
Julian: 2017 September 07
Hebrew: 5777 Elul 29 --- sundown will be the start of 5778 Tishrei 01
Islamic: 1438 Dhu I-Hijja 28
Persian: 1396 Shahrivar 29
Indian: 1939 Bhadra 29
Coptic: 1734 Thout 10
What are some of the hard things you've done recently? What are some hard things you haven't gotten to yet, but need to do?
[I feel, based on my own reactions each time I think about the loss described here, like I should provide some kind of content-warning to avoid ruining someone's day if this is their nightmare fuel. But I'm really not sure what form this warning should take.]( Linda Ronstadt describes what she can't do. May be upsetting to artists. Many people may just calmly think 'oh, that's sad'. )
I went to U of I. There were parts of it that I enjoyed, and the culture wasn't that bad. But I can see parallels. For me it was more a matter of looking at the way education was going, and deciding not to get involved in public education as a teacher. It was obviously going down the tubes, and that was decades ago; it's infinitely worse now. So too, many colleges. :/ I couldn't stop it. I could sure get the hell out of the way.
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...HA HA BOOK TWO HERE I COME ♥
It's like being a thrill-seeking introvert, I sometimes say, because I feel like that casually evokes some relevant associations even though it's awkward and imprecise. It's accessible, and that counts for a lot in communication, where being right isn't as important as being understood.
So someone once asked me, "How can you ever be happy?"
I was as baffled by this question as I was by the dentist who took one look at my bite (my upper and lower teeth don't meet in front or on the sides, only at the back two molars, a phenomenon which is largely invisible in everyday life even when specifically demonstrated as it just looks like I'm not biting down) and said, "How do you eat a sandwich?"
I... put it in my mouth and chew?
But the best part is, I'm a gemini with pisces ascendant and a libra moon. There are three astrological signs of duality, and I'm all of them. I'm always happy. And sad. At the same time, about exactly the same things.
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a breath for Monday
small steps. small steps. a lot of naps. so much napping.
next time i might...
do fewer things in one day
so tired. SO tired. so very, very tired. So tired of being so tired. hey, body, i got shit to DO here.
hanging out with someone i KNOW is a bad idea for me to hang out with. don't, just don't, if i don't have to, don't, & chances are i don't have to.
Tom's wandering off for more days at a time, still, so i'm worried about him pretty often. ugh, tomcats.
the house is still happening. i'm gonna be vaguely surprised this is working for probably six months after we have the title in hand.
rommmate spent the weekend at a pagan event, thus giving me some badly-needed alone time.
donkey races in Cerrillos, which was pretty much the best thing i'd seen in a month.
finally getting on top of the post-event stuff, which is pretty nice, i hate having stuff half-done & sitting
superpowers & such:
Take a Damn Nap. also, Take a Damn Nap.
this week enough stuff is unpacked & refrotzed that i get to make things! i like making things. it's the best part.
Soooo I just got a note inviting me to speak at a seminar, about why blokechain is pants, to a small number of people who have money. I'm gonna charge for my time of course, but I can sell books there. Which means physical paperbacks I bring in a box.
Now, one of the great things about this self-publishing racket in TYOOL 2017 is 0 capital expenditure. Has anyone here done this, or anything like it? Was it worth it? Did you end up with a box of books under your bed forever?
The books are $3.03 each to print, but all author copies come from America (because Createspace is dumb), at some ruinous shipping rate to the UK. Assuming Kindle and CreateSpace pay promptly I'll have a pile of money on September 30, but I sorta don't right now.
Does anyone have suggestions as to how to approach this? Doing a talk with a box of nonfiction books - good idea, bad idea, no idea?
(I'll no doubt do a pile of flyers for people who haven't got cash on them right there. Who carries cash in the UK these days? Less people than you might think.)
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I started my new job the following Monday. I need to work out how much I should talk about that in detail here; for one thing it's looking to involve somewhat more blogging and social media presence as my professional persona than the old job did. Also I am still adjusting to living in Cambridge full time, which is probably another post, and I'm up to my eyes preparing for the High Holy Days beginning on Wednesday, so I am going to stick with posting about leaving rather than about arriving for now.
Wolves and Dogs
Poem: "For Whose Sake"
This week there will be a half-price sale in Polychrome Heroics.
Poetry in Microfunding:
"The Inner Transition" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Berettaflies and has 25 new verses. Stylet enjoys a shower and Valor's Widow starts cooking. "The Higher a Monkey Climbs" belongs to Polychrome Heroics. Pips reveals his attraction toward Joshua Tull. "Two Foxes" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Iron Horses. The Iron Horses tell Kenzie what happened to the gaybashers. "A Haven in a Heartless World" belongs to Diminished Expectations and is now complete. Read about family in adverse conditions.
Weather has been mild and mostly sunny. It rained yesterday! :D Currently blooming: dandelions, marigolds, petunias, lantana, million bells, snapdragons, zinnias, firecracker plant, white and red clover, morning glories, frost asters, torenia, purple aster, sawtooth sunflowers, pink sedum, purple sedum.
And I worry about the people in harm's way - especially places like Barbuda which were nearly obliterated by Irma (and not "decimated", as I heard one person describe it; yes, common parlance has gotten "decimation" to mean "in large part" versus "one in every ten - be it tithe or killing of mutinous soldiers.... but it lacks the precision and clarity and honesty that "obliterated" does, to me).
And I worry about the people in my life who are wrestling with personal hurricanes, and those challenges.
And I struggle with a bunch of stuff myself, and try to figure out how to move forward, but move forward I must.
From the Quotation of the day mailing list, 2017-03-08:
"I found much that was alarming about being a citizen during the tenures of Richard Nixon and George W. Bush. But, whatever I may have seen as their limitations of character or intellect, neither was anything like as humanly impoverished as Trump is: ignorant of government, of history, of science, of philosophy, of art, incapable of expressing or recognizing subtlety or nuance, destitute of all decency, and wielding a vocabulary of seventy-seven words that is better called Jerkish than English." -- Philip Roth, novelist
(submitted to the mailing list by Mike Krawchuk)
We stopped at Marci's apartment afterwards to change clothes and look at pictures (and laugh at videos; we are hilariously terrible at recording action) and when I went back out to my car I found a flat tire. This was inconvenient, since I carry approximately a rental agency's worth of sporting goods in the back of my car, so accessing the spare meant shifting a lot of things out of the trunk.
A few minutes into this project Marci remarked, "I like how you just bought a blue coat and there are five blue coats in here already."
"Children whose Sensory Processing Disorder conforms to the under-responsivity subtype typically require a great deal of stimulation in order to become alert and active, a behavior often seen in children with autistic spectrum disorders. Meanwhile, other children with ASD have symptoms more similar to the over-responsive subtype of SPD. Because Autism and SPD both have over-responding and under-responding categories, Autisms and SPD are sometimes mistaken for one another.
The relationship between SPD and Autism is an area of great interest to scientists and families living with the condition. Studies by the STAR Institute suggest that at least three-quarters of children with autistic spectrum disorders have significant symptoms of Sensory Processing Disorder, and probably more depending on how significant symptoms are defined.
However, the reverse is not true. Most children with SPD do not have an autistic spectrum disorder. Our research suggests that the two conditions are distinct disorders just as SPD and ADHD are different disorders."
"Scientists and parents alike are keenly interested in understanding the relationship between SPD and Attention Deficit Disorder (ADHD), a better-known condition that is frequently treated with medication. Although the neurological basis of the two disorders is different, children with the sensory craving subtype of SPD are especially likely to be diagnosed and treated for ADHD because their behaviors are similar to behaviors in children with Attention Deficit Disorder.
Studies by STAR Institute suggest that SPD and ADHD are unique disorders, each with its own distinct symptoms. This means that SPD is not simply a type of ADHD, and ADHD is not simply a subtype of SPD. However, an estimated 40% in the typical population and 60% in clinical samples of the children with one disorder also have symptoms of the other."
--The STAR (Sensory Therapies and Research) Institute
"Just because your electronics are better than ours, you aren't necessarily superior in any way. Look, imagine that you humans are a man in LA with a brand-new Trujillo and we are a nuhp in New York with a beat-up old Ford. The two fellows start driving toward St. Louis. Now, the guy in the Trujillo is doing 120 on the interstates, and the guy in the Ford is putting along at 55; but the human in the Trujillo stops in Vegas and puts all of his gas money down the hole of a blackjack table, and the determined little nuhp cruises along for days until at last he reaches his goal. It's all a matter of superior intellect and the will to succeed.
Your people talk a lot about going to the stars, but you just keep putting your money into other projects, like war and popular music and international athletic events and resurrecting the fashions of previous decades. If you wanted to go into space, you would have."
-- George Alec Effinger (not sure which story -- I can find lots of sites repeating that it is from Live! from Planet Earth, but I haven't seen any saying which story in that anthology the quotation is from)
This link should take you to the audio player for The Moth, cued to a story, "Who Can You Trust", 12 minutes long.
The Moth, if you didn't know, is an organization that supports storytelling – solo spoken word prose – true stories. This story is told by Dr. Mary-Clare King, the discoverer of BRC1. It concerns a most extraordinary week in her life, when pretty much everything went absurdly wrong and right at all once. It is by turns appalling and amazing and touching and throughout hilarious.
It's worth hearing her tell herself before the live audience. But if you prefer transcript, that's here – but even the link is a spoiler.
I have little idea what smashwords is, except probably something like lulu, with whom I have been privileged to work over the last ten years. As soon as I clicked "buy" it walked me through account setup, and now I have all four books in "The Keeper Series" on yet another device. Sweet.
ETA: Searching for the word "keeper" in my journal returns 15 results. 10 of them are about this series.
ETAA: This one's a classic. (And this one.)
ETAAA: Ha ha! ...Or I could just read all of my posts about it instead of rereading the story itself. It's faster, anyway. If I keep going I wonder if I can count this entry as my 750 words for the day.