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Name: The Renaissance Man
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| Unixronin is Alaric, the Renaissance Man, Samh-ildánach, Man of Many Sciences, Brother Railgun of Reason, Episkopos of the Discordian Order of NoH, Mystic Zen Biker, Pasha of Atomic Fusion, Czar of Quantum Mechanics, Offender of the Faith, Grand Dragon of Poon Appreciation, technomage, Aspie, loner, technical thug, intermittent vr00mist, shottist, polymath, a lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's pissed, slave to cats, ignostic, occasional poet, sometime artist and sculptor, former wrestler of seals, eclectic swordsman, futurist, minarchist, novice cyborg. |
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March 2012 |
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Things have warmed up. Monday was warmer, but still rather grey. Tuesday and Wednesday started somewhat misty, but turned sunny. Since Thursday the sun's been shining pretty much from dawn til dusk. Mind, I know that in part because I've been awake around sunrise on more than one occasion. However, being awake from before dawn to after dusk doesn't improve one's sense of restedness... Along the way a few things got done. The lawn got mown on Wednesday (and it needed it despite having been mown not that long ago). On Thursday evening there was an astronomical society meeting (and we weren't locked out, which made a change from last month). On Friday there was gaming. We played Jamaica, and I think Phil won. On Saturday I spent a fair part of the morning in the garden, until it got too hot. I then had a shower, sat down, and concluded I was out of energy for further excursions. I spent the afternoon and evening mostly trying to get the old laptop and a new version of its operating system to play nicely. It seems that something significant has changed, either in the program I use when tracking balloons, or in Xorg, or in the linux kernel (or possibly some combination of those) which leaves the balloon tracking program just not quite able to keep up. A little frustrating, as there were a couple of interesting flights on Saturday, but also fairly educational. This morning I was again awake at sunrise. I did manage to get a bit more sleep between about 6:30am and 9am when a neighbour rang my doorbell. Probably just as well, mind, as I was able to have breakfast, enjoy the morning radio Net, and get some shopping done before the day got too hot. At around 3:45pm I headed for Heathrow to meet my mother off her flight from Nairobi. The M25 wasn't too bad either way, and we were home just before 7pm. I expect the next few weeks will not follow my normal pattern...
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Squashed squirrel, flattened bullfrog, splattered snapping turtle. Of the three, I only regret the turtle. Snappers are cute.*
Floral report: phlox, oxeye daisies, lupines, and iris blooming. Locust trees are starting in on their prey-stunning perfume. Day lilies and buttercups in gay profusion. And again, as every year, I misdoubt the wisdom of the horse-farm pasture full of those buttercups.
Warmed up into the 60s F, wind light and variable, so I slathered on the sunscreen and biked upriver and down the other side. Got passed by another bicyclist that vanished over the horizon in a distressingly short period of time, but he is probably forty years younger than me . . .
26.77 miles, 2:10:17
*For warped-writer-of-dark-fantasy values of "cute." And from a respectful distance.
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Apparently my life is sufficently boring that I can’t think of anything to blog about. I have to draw winners for the BYD contest, but since I already blew my first deadline on that and there’s a long weekend coming up in America, I think I’ll wait until next week.
In the meantime, random things:
I believe this is very much the sort of thing the phrase “Oh, snap!” was invented for: Back to back questions presented to Robert Downey Jr and Scarlett Johansson.
*laughs* My wallet died, so I found an old one I knew I had lying around. It has Sarah/ shadowhwk‘s work phone # ca 2001, a 1999 bank receipt, a photo of me & Ted from 1997, a 1994 pic of my sister, & the crowning glory, the thing that made me actually laugh out loud because it was so unexpected, an early 90s photo of the unrequited high school Love Of My Life. *laughs & laughs*
Speaking of pictures, this is probably the most awesome one I’ve seen this week. MIB-Avengers mashup FTW!
I believe I have got all the ducks in a row for launching ORIGINS next Friday. Having re-read the stories, I feel that the ORSSP patrons got their money’s worth, and that so too will the people buying it as an e-book. *waits impatiently for Friday next*
(x-posted from the essential kit) Tags: e-books, friends, link salad, movies, old races, short stories
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http://pipeline.corante.com/archives/2012/05/25/worst_andor_craziest_misconceptions.php You run into a lot of scientific and medical misconceptions (particularly when you have a blog with a working e-mail address plastered on the front page of it!) There are plenty of harmless ones that are easy to correct, and at the other end of the scale there are major weltanschauung problems (like the "drug companies don't want to find a cure for cancer because it would put them out of business" line). Those involve what Kingsley Amis called "permanent tendencies of the heart and mind", and I'm not sure if they can be fixed at all.
I got to thinking about this subject again after seeing this item, which is pointing out to physicians that a meaningful number of their patients may well opt out of surgery for cancer because they believe that cancer spreads when exposed to air. This turns out to be a common enough belief that it's addressed on many medical sites. It's not one that I'd heard before, and I thought I'd heard quite a few of these.
So, in the spirit of discussions like this one, I'll toss out these questions: what's the farthest-from-reality misconception about medical/pharma topics you've encountered? And what widespread one do you think does the most harm? (Warning about that link: it goes to a hugely long thread, which will soak up your time as you continue running into yet-more-ridiculous beliefs that people have expressed).
My own candidates: the weirdest one I've encountered might be the person who still believed in spontaneous generation (that old bread just sort of "turned into" living mold, etc.). And the most harmful one, from a drug research perspective, might well be the constellation of "the government does all drug research" beliefs, or the one mentioned above, the "drug companies don't want to cure X" one, which shades into the "drug companies have a cure for X but they don't want to release it" belief.
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