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Sunday, September 7th, 2008
smoofy	6:43p	Do We All Have Incredible Brains? Watching a video entitled "The Boy With the Incredible Brain" about a man named Daniel Tammet who has an extraordinary ability with numbers and languages got me thinking about the variety of human minds out there, our special talents, and our shared images and ideas. Daniel's ability which allows him to do massive calculations by "seeing" a landscape of numbers interact with one another seems somewhat reminiscent of Jung's theories regarding the unconscious, dreams, and intuition. These numbers could be a window into the unconscious, the numbers themselves archetypes. This would mean that when Daniel performed calculations he would be accessing the collective unconscious in a dream-like state while still awake. As he has unique artistic representations for every number, it would be interesting to see if other people reacted to these numbers and their representations with any sort of familiarity. My theory is that when confronted with a certain representation (possibly while in a state of hypnosis), say Daniel's impression of the number 156, some or maybe even most people would be able to state what number was represented by Daniel's images without having any knowledge. If this is the case, then it is possible Daniel is able to tap into the collective unconscious in a state of consciousness. And if the collective unconscious is indeed what he is tapping into, then this means there is an extraordinary amount of information we all have access to. And if this is the case, then there must be evidence of it in all of us. I am not suggesting that if we became able to tap into the unconscious we would have Daniel's abilities of calculation. I am suggesting that people tap into a similar state as Daniel's when performing certain activities such as teaching, learning, painting, writing, or other forms of expression. By bringing images, motifs, and behaviors we are all unconsciously familiar with into the waking world, we are trying to fill in the gaps that separate us. We are, in some sense, trying to unite to form a conscious collective brain. I wonder if this will ever occur and if it does how we will tell the difference between waking life and the dream world. (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 6th, 2008
hopeforyou	1:42p	Requesting links to your posts, friends I've been trying to catch up on livejournal, but I'm having some trouble with it. Can you be my personal filter, and tell me if you've posted anything in the past week that you'd really like me to read? Or just tell me your news directly? Comments are screened, and won't be unscreened unless you explicitly say it's okay to unscreen. Thanks! (Comment on this)
hopeforyou	1:15p	Bad phlebotomist, no biscuit This post is not for the squeamish, so if seeing bruises bothers you, skip this post and read an earlier one (there is a lot of new material posted in my journal in the past 24 hours). Earlier this week, I had a phlebotomist take a blood draw and he popped the vein. It hurt, as I knew it would, but this time it left behind an unusual almost perfectly round bruise (it looks round if I move my arm the right way). I took a picture of it, because I think science-fiction fans might see in it what I did... what do you think? ( Photo of bruise behind this cut, warning for the squeamish... ) Now if only I could shoot freakin' laser beams out of my arm. That would be a handy tool. (8 Comments |Comment on this)
mikz	11:58a	First Leg I'm feeling more tired than anything else. Jetlagged and underslept in general. It's nice to have some time to relax and write a bit. Sudbury is a Cairns-sized town in northern Ontario. It's called 'northern Ontario', even though there's another 1500km or so of Ontario north of here, and only 500km further south. It feels pretty remote, but anything further north is probably much more so. The town was built on the mining industry, but after a period of industrial turmoil and a rollercoaster economic history, it's made itself into a sci-tech research town as well, which also attracts a certain amount of tourism. My cousin recommends I check out the boardwalk that's just over the hill from this motel, which I fully intend to do, even though Googling 'Sudbury boardwalk' takes one to a page about bingo. I'm here for her wedding. I haven't seen her yet, and I don't expect much catch-up time at the wedding either, since the groom's side of the invitation list has 400 people on it. I'm a bit saddened by this, since I once referred to her as my favourite cousin. The fact that she's one of my only cousins who speaks English as a first language made keeping up via snail mail much easier, and she's travelled even more than I have—much, much more. But we kept much less in touch after I came out to her in the early 90s. She didn't freak out or anything, but since then, I've found that my family does has a streak of homophobia that I would never have expected. I think the sadness is rooted in that. The trip here wasn't the smoothest. I was feeling really good about having done pretty much everything I needed to before I left, and packing wasn't so much of a rush job either—I did my usual stressing out the day before instead. But some kind of spacetime distortion happened on Thursday morning. I guess these things are universal so I don't explain it to you all, but somehow, half an hour just evaporated and I found myself rushing to get to the airport. I did make my flight on time, but after the door closed, we taxied around for another half an hour as if the pilot didn't know where the runway was. We were thus half an hour late into whatever town in whichever Carolina my connection was in, so I had to sprint to make my other plane. When I arrived in Buffalo, New York, it turned out that my baggage had not made the connection. The airline was used to this. They just handed me a form for me to hand to customs when I crossed the Canadian border, so they wouldn't get hassled when they couriered my stuff behind me. Since I had a bad headache, I made a detour for a nearby Rite Aid. When I asked the clerk for the quickest way into Ontario from there, she told me she didn't know where it was. It turns out she was less than ten miles from it. The border crossing was simple enough, but ten minutes later I realised I'd forgotten to hand off that stupid form. I turned around to see if I could find a Canadian customs official at midnight on a Thursday without having to drive across that line again. Yeah, right. Crossing the same border twice within half an hour set off alarm bells of course, so I found myself wearily sitting on a concrete wall while six uniformed men searched my empty rental car. I hope those blokes are around next time I drop coins for bridge toll or something in a car seat. I spent the night in the newly-refurbished basement of my aunt's Toronto home, and I have a hazy recollection of various family members, most of whom I'd never heard of, arriving the next morning in quick succession, greeting each other like deranged ferrets, and rushing off again. I decided not to rush; while Mum read a book on the back patio, I enjoyed having a nice house place to myself as I leisurely shaved and put on clean clothes. I navigated around the rats nest of downtown Toronto streets to buy a new bow tie, and stopped at a natural food supermarket to get some cereal I like. At 3 o'clock, Mum and I headed north, and only then did she tell me that my aunt recommended we get out of town before 2 o'clock to beat the traffic. Feh. It was 4 o'clock by the time we even made it to the 401. And how can a 16-lane freeway get so clogged up?! This is my sixth visit to Ontario, but only the first time I've seen something other than Toronto and the road to Niagra Falls. The first 150km north was just six lanes of congestion surrounded by monotonous farmland, but somewhere past Barrie everything changed into pretty rocks and tall trees and clear lakes. The directions said to follow the 400 freeway to highway 69, but highway 69, although picturesque, was annoyingly windy and only took us back to the 400. Eventually it ran out and the 69 was back, this time as a nice two-lane road with a surprisingly low 90km/h speed limit. I went with the flow, though, which ranged between 110 and 130. Okay, I'm going to stretch my legs around that lake and rejuvenate myself for the wedding. I hope there are nice people there. (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 5th, 2008
hopeforyou	11:30p	Dreams I've had an interesting and beautiful dream that I can remember, and I told dragon_spirit about it in the hospital recently: One night a few weeks ago I dreamt that I was in a big grassy field lined with wildflowers growing in big bunches and surrounded with tall pine trees and aspens in the distance. The sky was a hazy peachy colour, as if it was preparing for an amazing sunset, and kaligrrrl was with me. kaligrrrl and I walked toward a house with a wooden back deck on it, and walked up the steps to the deck. And it was an utterly cool deck, because the entire deck was handpainted with ground cover, grasses and vines, and wildflowers right on the wood itself, as if the owner had tried to make the deck a continuation of the field nearby. Also, there were giant gerbera daisies surrounding the edge of the deck, flower blossoms facing inward, and they were even larger than sunflowers. At one point, a giant monarch butterfly flew down to the flowers and landed on a blossom, and kaligrrrl and I watched it in amazement as it opened and closed... It had a good 2' wingspan on it. I vaguely recall having a conversation with kaligrrrl about an event that a friend held the previous night that we were both invited to, but only I attended. The idea of the event was that you went there to answer the question, "What is the worst mistake /what are the worst mistakes you ever made?" and also to elaborate on what you learned from the experience. kaligrrrl told me she'd never attend such an event and didn't understand why other people felt the need to go, and I thought it could be a valuable experience because people could learn not only to accept that they make mistakes and can learn from them, but that a lot of people have made mistakes. We're not alone in this making mistakes business, and perhaps it could be healing. I don't remember anything else. Which is fine. This was interesting and lovely just as it was. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
deyo	11:02p	2008: A Sprays Audibly My God... it's full of tabs! (Mary points out that I've linked to a post that is tightly filtered due to its limited relevance.) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
hopeforyou	10:40p	A general update on many things My life 5 days a week generally looks like this: 7:00 am - Wake up. Not want to get out of bed, but take morning meds and stagger out. 7:15-7:30 am - Drink chai or green tea that starry_sigh has made for me. 7:30 - Take a shower, get dressed, nibble something (maybe - often yoghurt). 8:10 - Leave with starry_sigh to drop kid off at school. 8:30-8:47 - Hope somewhere in there to park and catch BART. 9:00-9:20 - Show up at work. 9ish - 5:30/6 ish - Work. 5:30/6 ish - Head back to Concord. Pick up kid from afterschool care. 6 ish - Make dinner, even if I don't eat much of it. 7-11:00 - Do chores, sometimes grocery shopping, pick up meds, childcare, *maybe* read LJ, do some socialising. 11:00 - Quick shower, read in bed, prep things for work the next day. 12:00 - Hope to be asleep. Rinse, repeat. This is what my life generally looks like these days. If I don't seem to spend as much time on livejournal, it's because I already spend that big block of time from 9-5:30/6 pretty much sitting down in front of a computer for work... Now I'm doing it again, and I realise I feel better if I move around more. The health report You knew this was coming, didn't you? Yes, where there is Hope, there seems to be weird health stuff. So be it. The news is somewhat different this time: I had a CT scan recently and it showed no abnormalities. Blood tests were also well within reference range. I appear to be normal, but of course, we know that not to be true because I've been bloating up like a watermelon and have had trouble eating without it causing pain. =/ I've been referred to a gastroenterologist for this. I have an appointment with one in San Ramon on the afternoon of the 12th. It's the earliest appointment I could manage, and the doc was referred to me by someone in cohousing. I saw my specialist recently. He is retesting me for presence of Lyme, other coinfections, H. pylori, and a general immunology workup. He would like to try me on another antibiotic, but for now I am not doing anti-biotics and will not be for some time as the other meds he'd like to get me on are ones for which I have a history of allergic reactions. In order to do so, I have to see an allergist and undergo desensitisation treatment. I am not sure how I feel about this. I need to investigate allergy desensitisation, and get referrals for this. I doubt I can be desensitised to mushrooms, but perhaps I could be desensitised to at least some moulds? I know very little about this. Part of me wants to know how effective alternative treatments for Lyme are in the meantime, so I'm investigating those. That's the big bullet points. The only other thing I can say here is that while I did eat an almost normal size meal today of normal food, I'm having trouble digesting it properly. I don't know what is up, really, and possibly won't until I talk to the gastroenterologist. Work My job is really beginning to take shape, and I'm having a greater appreciation of the tasks ahead of me. In a nutshell, I have to gracefully degrade an old RH server and replace it with a new production one that has files pushed through a dev/test cycle first... Right now the production server is backed up, but I am surprised it doesn't go through any dev/test cycle first. I'm also trying to figure out how to snapshot capture external sources in a build... such as how does one implement RSS feeds and blogs so that they are part of a build and get into revision control? Static pages with mostly static content can easily go through a traditional development cycle... but dynamic externally generated content does not. This is where I have to apply my 2.0 chops. There is a lot I have to learn. Right now the clearest thing I've learned is that I have to come up with a process and design for all of this on my own, and find a CMS that other people will be relatively happy with and will want to use instead of vi or ed. As for the social part of work... There are 2 guys on my team who I regularly go out to lunch with and geek with so far. And a third guy who spent some time pointing out important local landmarks to me, so I got a long lunchtime walk in where I could walk to my bank and the deli, and see where Spice Monkey is (and find out it is NOT me-friendly, and also not Indian, and disgustingly trendy). I seem to be getting along pretty well with everyone there, and someone else is volunteering to install and try one of the CMSes I want to evaluate on his own machine. Now that I've sent him a list of my desired criteria for a CMS, he'll be able to assess it in line with requirements. My only concern at work right now is that I have medical appointments to manage around it, and I hope they don't interfere with what I need to do. That and want to do, because frankly, I enjoy working where I work so far. About the only thing I'd change about it right now is the existing web server and to get a room with windows in it. Social life What. social. life? Okay, I did go to a BBQ last weekend, and a ritual a few weeks before that. I did see mikz and his mum a few days ago (mikz smsed me when he arrived in Buffalo, but I haven't heard from him since), and we spent some time together then. But I really haven't had much of a social life, and I knew that was going to happen. I am hoping that once I have more consistent physical health that I'll be going out more... Lately, as soon as I get home from work I really want to lie down at times, and I end up pushing myself to do more because some tasks need to be done but also I tend to feel better if I'm standing up rather than sitting when my abdomen aches (compression feels bad on it, so does lying down flat). So I move around. I'd like to return to Bab5 night at worthyadvisor's, and to Torchwood/Dr. Who night at the Rabbit Warren. And go out more on the weekend. But I think I'm just going to do what my body feels like it wants to do and go with that, and hope I can manage to keep doing what I'm doing and build strength. The two things I really could use lately? A well-functioning digestive system sans pain, and several solid nights of sleep. I really do feel that I've been running a sleep deficit since I began working, and pain made it worse. (Comment on this)
hopeforyou	9:52p	I felt the earth move, baby Not long ago, we had a quake that was 2 miles ENE of Alamo, CA. I felt it pretty good here in Concord... I was in the middle of kneeling over a couch, getting my back rubbed. Suddenly, I felt one short jolt, then another jolt, separated by a brief 1-second pause. After that, there was a little gentle shaking and I watched the lamp over the dining table swing to and fro. I thought it felt like a low 4, and lo and behold, USGS is saying 4.0. Good call, there. Did anyone else feel it as two separate jolts? Current Mood: excited (4 Comments |Comment on this)
freyaschild	2:06p	Gone but *not* Forgotten.... Today would have been Freddie's 62nd birthday. I hope you are singing your heart out, brother. We all miss you here. http://www.freddie.ru/e/bio/ Current Mood: pensive Current Music: Kaddish - Ofra Haza (Comment on this)
freyaschild	2:03p	RIP Bill Melendez By Mike Barnes Wed Sep 3, 7:14 PM ET LOS ANGELES (Hollywood Reporter) - Bill Melendez, best known for bringing the Peanuts characters to life with such classics as "A Charlie Brown Christmas" and "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown," died Tuesday at St. John's Hospital in Santa Monica. He was 91. Melendez, the only animator permitted by Charles M. Schulz to work with the Peanuts characters, earned eight Emmy Awards, 17 Emmy nominations, one Oscar nomination and two Peabody Awards. He began his career at Disney and Warner Bros., working on classic characters at those studios, and spent more than 70 years in the entertainment industry. In 1948, the Mexican native left Warner Bros. and for more than a decade served as a director and producer on more than 1,000 commercials and films for United Productions of America, Playhouse Pictures and John Sutherland Prods. It was at UPA that Melendez started doing work for the New York-based J. Walter Thompson ad agency, whose clients included Ford. The carmaker expressed interest in using the Peanuts characters to sell its cars on TV, and in 1959 Melendez prepared his animation work and showed it to Peanuts creator Schulz. Melendez went on to bring Charlie Brown and his pals to the screen in more than 63 half-hour specials, five one-hour specials, four feature films and more than 372 commercials. In addition to perennial favorites "A Charlie Brown Christmas" (1965) and "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" (1966), Melendez produced the Oscar-nominated "A Boy Named Charlie Brown" (1971), "A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving" (1973), "She's a Good Skate, Charlie Brown" (1980) and "You're a Good Sport, Charlie Brown" (1975). He also provided the voices for Snoopy and Woodstock through the years. Melendez also animated TV specials "Garfield on the Town," "Cathy," "Babar Comes to America" and "The Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe," among others. He shared an Emmy in 1987 for outstanding animated program with three others for "Cathy." His last credit was as a producer for the 2006 TV special "He's A Bully, Charlie Brown." Melendez, who sported a handle bar mustache for decades, began his career at Walt Disney Studios and worked on "Pinocchio," "Fantasia," "Bambi," "Dumbo" and classic Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck cartoons. He then moved to Warners to animate Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Porky Pig and others. He worked under the monikers C. Melendez and J.C. Melendez. Bill Melendez Prods., its sister studio Melendez Films in London and Sopwith Prods. (Melendez's art distribution unit) will continue to animate, direct and produce features and commercials. Melendez is survived by his wife of 68 years, Helen; two sons, Steven Melendez and (Ret.) Navy Rear Admiral Rodrigo Melendez; six grandchildren; and 11 great grandchildren. A memorial service will take place for family only. Donations can be made in Melendez's name to Children's Hospital Los Angeles. Reuters/Hollywood Reporter Current Mood: pensive Current Music: Kaddish - Ofra Haza (1 Comment |Comment on this)
smoofy	9:39a	On The Subject of Copycats A couple years ago, a woman requested I make a pair of wings to for her 9 year old daughter. I shipped them off and was very happy with the compliments I received praising my inventiveness and craftsmanship. So I was very shocked the woman decided to take them apart and see how they worked, copy my method and patterns, and start her own fudged-up wing shop where she sold my designs in her own awful lack of wanna-be-artistic hand for cheap. I wrote the woman who seemed embarrassed and promptly closed shop shortly following the email. On October 24th of this year I posted an article on this personal blog entitled "Battle of the Presidential Gear." Although I sent the article off to SF Weekly and The Guardian as well as several other local newspapers, after some soundless debating no one decided to publish it. The New York Times, however, enjoyed the article so much that they decided to steal the idea, or had by some odd coincidence come up with the same idea and posted this article a day later. As it is still unclear if I was directly ripped off or if this was merely coincidence, I decided in the end to let this one slide. Yesterday I found out that The Daily Tube, a community I started on LJ in March of last year, has also been hijacked for a profit by a shameless someone. A website bearing the same name, TheDailyTube.com was launched last year in June, 3 months after my own community was put up and spotlighted on LJ for all the LJ users to see. My site's basic purpose was to post one GOOD video a day. TheDailyTube.com, which is a start up business with a team of 25 employees, seems to post mostly just viral videos with college humor (sure we have a few of those as well, but for the most part try to steer clear of them). The purpose of their site is of course to gain ad revenue. The purpose of ours is to entertain and pass along "good shit" to people who like the sort of things we like. I have not decided whether or not it is worthwhile to write the owners of the site and tell them they are shameless stealing bastards, or to just suck it up and admit that I have been ripped off once more in a very obvious way and there is little I can do about it. A good friend of mine, Kid606 says he has his work stolen all the time and he has just stopped fighting it because people are gonna rip you off whether you fight them or no and in the end it is probably more grief to fight back then to just let it ride. Eventually, it all ends up coming back to you. I think the big difference here is that Kid606 is famous and I'm not. I don't receive any money for most of the things I do and am not sure at this rate if I ever will. I'm not happy that other people are making money off of my ideas, taking credit for my creative sparks and hard efforts. But in the online world there is little one can do to protect themselves from such shameless idea stealers. I do not want to simply hold off on making my ideas into reality. I don't want to stop sharing my work for free. I don't want to have to become one of the Google Adsense, start-up pundits. I still believe in a world of free artistic exchange. But maybe that world can't exist online. So maybe my work shouldn't either. -M (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 4th, 2008
dragon_spirit	1:05p	Don't you ever... stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome... When I was in Middle School (for those of you outside the US, that's roughly ages 11-13), I was a Big Fucking Nerd. Granted, I was a nerd with enormous tits, but in those days, that was more detriment than benefit. Girls pointed and laughed, while boys groped me in the hallways. But I digress... These days, I still look back gratefully, if not fondly, on my pre-teen days. They prepared me very well to be a stage actor. Fundamental to this is the fear of ridicule. "Prince Charming, Prince Charming, ridicule is nothing to be scared of..." I'm used to people laughing at my deliberate humor, as well as my folly. The fact is: life is funny! Everybody has moments of indignation. They're fucking hilarious! And here's a secret: they're even funnier when they happen to you. No, really! Think back anywhere from 15 to 25 years ago - was there anything that happened to you that's really funny now that was totally humiliating at the time? There are surely things in your past that were just plain laterally humiliating, then and now. I've got those too. But wasn't there a moment (or four) in your past in which you declared something about from your vast store of knowledge that turned out to be false a few decades later? There sure was for me. If you went back and looked at those profoundly wise moments in which you were the butt of a joke, you'd eventually get the punchline. That is, it would be funny if you'd grown between now and then, which is perfectly normal. So hi! I'm a big fucking geek! And hopefully, you are too. I've noticed that most of the people I know worth talking to have done their time being kicked around by the popular kids. Even if you were one of the popular kids, as long as you haven't been praised your entire life without being criticized, you're probably one of MY people. So says I. (14 Comments |Comment on this)
deyo	10:34a	It Awesomes to be You Yesterday: Casey: More recent http://userscripts.org/scripts/show/27128 Casey: Requires Greasemonkey. https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/748 Andy: Too lazy to install a script. I was hoping for an option in my LJ viewing options or possibly a button the the page I was simply overlooking. Andy: Half the time when I say "Is there any way to blah" to you, you reply with "Yeah, click the blah button on the page." Casey: You know what it does to be you? Andy: Is it "awesome"? It's "awesome" to be me? Casey: Your answer is that "it awesomes to be you"? Andy: it awesomes to be me. Today: Andy: So... really bad insomnia last night. Andy: And this morning. Andy: I got to sleep around 6:30am. Woke up at 11. Andy: You know what it does to be me? Andy: today, it does not awesome to be me. Andy: Usually, it awesomes to be me. Andy: But not today. (10 Comments |Comment on this)
smoofy	12:37p	Artist plans to feed executed murderer to goldfish as installation "Confessed triple-murderer Gene Hathorn has willed his body to artist Marco Evaristti, who plans to freeze dry the corpse and have exhibition visitors feed it to a tank of goldfish." More here: http://www.thelocal.de/14105/20080904/ (2 Comments |Comment on this)
smoofy	11:47a	Writer's Block: Pleasure Your Mate Month September is Pleasure Your Mate Month. Tell us: how do you like to pleasure your mate? View other answers Generally by fanning out my colorful tail plumes while emitting a high-pitched squeal letting him know that I am fertile. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
smoofy	12:09a	Life, the Universe, and Everything SOLVED by a fellow SLUG So on a whim (meaning I was really bored) I decided to look up the wiki entry for LIFE and came across DRAKE'S EQUATION which estimates the number of extraterrestrial civilizations in our galaxy based on a number of factors. It excludes species which are uncivilized and therefor uncommunicable. I am not shocked that Drake was a former UCSC slug. We slugs end up becoming famous for really strange things. -M (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008
deyo	9:52a	Campaign Musings "With a new son, and a granddaughter in the very near future, I feel that my family demands my attention, and that Senator McCain's next choice of running mate can serve our country almost as well as I would have." I think if the Republican Convention staged a speech tonight in which Palin announced that for whatever reasons she could not accept the nomination, *and* McCain announced a new VP, who was right there and ready to give an acceptance speech, it would give them a better chance than they have now. (15 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008
hopeforyou	9:46p	Exhausted. I am fed up with health foo, and not knowing what is wrong with me, and why eating -- one of the simple basic needs of life -- is so difficult for me lately. I've been referred to a gastroenterologist by the doctor who examined my CT scan. No-one seems to know what's up. Figures... (3 Comments |Comment on this)
deyo	12:04p	Socializing The weekend's overwhelming social interaction prompted me to redesign my Not Ready to Socialize t-shirt. For those curious, the full huge-arsed image is below the cut. ( Yes, this cut. ) EDIT: Because at least one person has been confused by my link to the specific item, I've changed it to link to my store. Please note that I don't have permission to sell the XKCD shirt to other people. (19 Comments |Comment on this)
smoofy	6:43p	I Can Has Interview Now! I have an interview for a writing gig tomorrow for a major newspaper. I am... scared. -M (5 Comments |Comment on this)
smoofy	12:08p	Writer's Block: Sarah Palin? I can't put it better than this... (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 1st, 2008
hopeforyou	7:07p	Skipped on dinner mikz moved the dinner from Sausalito to a thai place in the Castro, on two counts: 1) Gaylord's is apparently not open on Monday -- traditional day for Indian restaurants to be closed, anyway, and 2) I am so totally not up to eating or even want to be around aromatic food at the moment that it doesn't matter where anyone else goes to eat. I stayed at the Junction, and everyone else went out. I think he and his mum understand. I wish that I could eat like a normal human being. All I've had today was yoghurt and juice this morning and some Jamba Juice this afternoon. I'm not even sure if I should risk having juice. This is getting ridiculous, and I'm uncomfortable, anyway. *heavy sigh* I think I will play games online until they get back from dinner... either that or read a copy of the Commonwealth Club's magazine. (7 Comments |Comment on this)
ag_unicorn	12:23p	PSA - PDA *NOT* DOA A quick note to those who know (or are dependent on) my dependency on my "Secondary Brain" (aka my Palm TX): The Palm is not turning on as of this morning; I do not have mobile access to my email, calendar or contact lists at this time. I apologize in advance if I miss something important. *deep breath of relief* After some quick testing (which showed me that the battery was dead) and a bit of transplant surgery from an otherwise non-functional M505, my Palm is functioning at an acceptable minimum level. I still need to acquire a battery with sufficient power to run the Palm properly (the M505's battery is only ~500mA, & the TX needs about ~850mA minimum), but it's running. Current Mood: less-grumpy
hopeforyou	10:21a	Another pros and cons list Pros: On Saturday night, I saw Who Killed The Electric Car with pure_agnostic and starry_sigh. It was a pretty good movie but depressing (as spider88 said it would be) and I am now wondering why they just couldn't keep making and selling EVs rather than scrapping them, since the market is there and Priuses have sold very well. I would be perfectly happy to buy a commuter car that was totally electric if I could charge it at home and perhaps charging stations near rail stations. I got out to the BBQ yesterday, and while I drank far more than I could eat due to digestive foo (I had an Asian pear, a peach, a slice of toast, and some plain chicken broth), it was good to see people and get hugs and hear what was happening in their lives. I'd like to get out more each month, whether I have work to do or not; whether I feel icky or not. Being around people often boosts my mood. Last night mikz and I watched a little bit of that weird History channel program about ice truckers. It didn't last long, and I'm really surprised they could make an entire series based on this concept... Suffice it to say, we ended up watching some Yes Minister and I fell asleep through part of it, and slept soundly for much of last night. I think I had some dreams, too, but I really can't remember them now. I only wish I didn't wake up as early as I did -- sleep is fabulous. Cons: I am really not feeling so great today. I'm concerned I'm going to have trouble eating much of anything, and woke up in some pain this morning... Soon we're going to take a Zipcar to the airport to pick up mikz's mum, and I don't know how I'm going to be good company through today. I wish I'd had another CT scan already. I'm annoyed I have to wait to schedule an appointment for the scan and can't even schedule until tomorrow. I wish I had an effective pain killer that didn't space me out. Right now, I'm trying to simply breathe through the pain and avoid eating anything with fat in it. Going to Gaylord's in Sausalito is going to be a challenge... I might not eat at all. *sigh* (2 Comments |Comment on this)
smoofy	11:47a	Kermit T. Frog vs. Christian Bale Long lost twins? Google Image Search Does Wonders reposted from girlafraid -M (Comment on this)

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