TODAY I LEARNED that while indeed you can launder a yoga mat on the gentlest cycle (the inaptly named "hand-wash") yet its appearance of having been gently spun dry can be deceptive.
I let it hang dry overnight, and then tried a "Yoga With Adriene" youtube. The standing technique were fine because the surface was dry, but when it was time to lie down, I discovered that spongy material is spongy.
Fortunately I did this at home, as I dislike going "EEEEP!" in public, not to mention displaying a soggy seat.
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Saturday, January 13, 2018
Nixon and Trump
I supported Richard Nixon right up to the moment he resigned, and a little bit after. I simply could not believe that he was the criminal that people were portraying him as, and if he was, well it was ok because he was better than McGovern, and anyway liberals were all hypocrites who were just trying to get me to admit I was wrong.
Youth and inexperience made me wrong and foolish. These are crimes of which we have all been guilty, but we're supposed to learn our lesson.
Today my few remaining Trump supporter associates are doing the exact same thing. Some are young and will learn better. Some are old and simply refuse to learn.
Stubborn pride goes before a very hard fall. Trump is a criminal and supporting him is just like supporting Nixon. Isn't it better to admit the mistake before history rubs your nose in it?
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Pyrex Food container Half-life
The half-life of the common pyrex food container appears to be about one Earth Standard Year (ESY).
To measure this, a dozen such containers, suitable for packing leftovers to lunch, were purchased last January. Six remain.
The mechanism of the disappearances remains a mystery, although in two cases percussive impact with tile floors were observed; the mechanism appears to be gravity catalyzed by a feline interaction in one case, and in the other a human catalytic agent (this author) associated with either a deficiency of caffeine (C₈H₁₀N₄O₂) or an excess of ethyl alcohol (C2H5OH) or both. The disappearance of the rest remains an unsolved mystery.
I am writing to apply for a grant to continue this experiment. An additional half-dozen containers would be purchased, and means developed to observe their expiry.
Please advise.
To measure this, a dozen such containers, suitable for packing leftovers to lunch, were purchased last January. Six remain.
The mechanism of the disappearances remains a mystery, although in two cases percussive impact with tile floors were observed; the mechanism appears to be gravity catalyzed by a feline interaction in one case, and in the other a human catalytic agent (this author) associated with either a deficiency of caffeine (C₈H₁₀N₄O₂) or an excess of ethyl alcohol (C2H5OH) or both. The disappearance of the rest remains an unsolved mystery.
I am writing to apply for a grant to continue this experiment. An additional half-dozen containers would be purchased, and means developed to observe their expiry.
Please advise.
Tuesday, January 09, 2018
Saturday, January 06, 2018
The Collapsing Empire: A Catastrophe Is Just Another Political Ploy
John Scalzi's latest novel "The Collapsing Empire" is another complex political space opera, in the best sense of the term. Although it has spaceships and battles and Imperial guards and all that, it's really about people and organizations reacting when scientists discover an impending catastrophe. The catastrophe itself doesn't fully manifest by the end of this novel but that's almost beside the point, as our protagonists struggle more against competing plans to turn this to advantage than against the problem itself.
The lead is an Everyman (female) thrust by circumstance into greatness and getting by, mostly by letting the professionals around her Do Their Job. I'm not sure that she makes any decisions other than to prioritize the safety of humanity, which is after all Her Job.
The liveliest character is a Merchant Prince(ss) in the role of a young Nicholas van Rijn (more profane and less restrained) whose firmly established sense of priorities includes working hard and partying harder. After one rather violent crisis she woos a survivor who objects that how can they get together after she was prepared to sacrifice him; she replies why complain about something that didn't happen, and let's get busy.
Never before have I seen a plot point hinge on whether a political faction relied upon a scientific paper that was not properly peer reviewed. Ha!
Scalzi is a master of his craft and if you expected a story that runs solidly and urgently from an explosive opening to a climactic world altering ending, you got it BUT it's obviously the beginning of a series - it sets up several problems and then doesn't resolve them. The very last spoken line points to an unwritten story to follow (or else is the author's prank.)
Don't leave readers hanging , brother Scalzi. Let's see the sequel soon!
SCA Dream
It finally happened, oh my SCA friends and family: I dreamed that I showed up at Pennsic without any clothing. There I was amid the happy throng and not a stitch, either garb or mundane. No-one really noticed; it would be far from the oddest sight there, but "This shows a lamentable lack of planning," I thought, "All that driving and now no armor!"
But then I remembered I had my gold chain in the glove box. It was going to be o.k.
But then I remembered I had my gold chain in the glove box. It was going to be o.k.
Monday, January 01, 2018
All Is Quiet On New Year's Day
Stayed at home all day.
Did not drive car.
Did not spend money.
Tinkered with stuff, cleaned, worked on the yard.
Doing some yoga, making lunch for tomorrow and really looking forward to going back to work.
Life is not always drama.
Did not drive car.
Did not spend money.
Tinkered with stuff, cleaned, worked on the yard.
Doing some yoga, making lunch for tomorrow and really looking forward to going back to work.
Life is not always drama.
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