There is something very satisfying about pounding steel flat with a hammer. Sure, it's not the most efficient way to make a geodesic dome, but I've been hauling around this scrap conduit for several years, and now I finally get to make a dome out of it!

Alas, there's just not enough material here to build a full 5/8ths dome. Gonna need to buy s'more. Already, I can see myself in the parking lot of home depot, cutting the stuff down into lengths short enough to fit in the car.

Ok, so add my name to the list of people who tried and failed to get $100 worth of free electronics today.

but on the other hand, it's not as if an arduino starter kit would have added to my reserves of spare time and attention, not like I have any shortages of attention-suck around here.

It's probably the first time that 'cyberspace' has felt like a real place to me, like I was really in line for something. It still beats waiting in a brick-and-morter line.

The other night we were visited by a family of raccoons. I never got a good look myself, but the consensus is that three little ones and two bigs ones were ambling about looking hungry and curious.

After I got tired of taking long exposures in available light, I turned the flash on. They moved on shortly after.

There's the boiling frog syndrome, and there's the long, slow slide into un-coolness. But there's also that moment when you know the shark has well and truly been jumped.

For me, it was finally having to click-through an advertisement before reading an LJ-Friend's post. Note to management: you are not paying us any money to generate content for you, yet you are collecting money from advertisers to hitchhike that borrowed interest. There is no incentive at all for me to continue this relationship.

I'm migrating my active journal over toDreamwidth. I have a few invite codes if anyone would like an account over there.

I may continue to post here on Livejournal sporadically, but it's not going to be my main spot any more. I'll probably keep this account for a while to follow up on people's stuff, until I'm fully up and running with this whole RSS thing.

I don't have the focus to attempt a spoiler-free take on this movie, ( so here's the spoilerrific version )

Prednisone doth get me stoned, yesiree bob!

(this is the first day I've been baseline-normal enough before I took my morning dose, to really notice what happens after I take it!)

Yet another nearby star that I want to put on my map
And here's why it matters
(I love the idea of tiny ground-based telescopes serving as a kind of veiwfinder for the big guns in orbit.)

What English sounds like to foreigners Come to think of it, that's what our national domestic policy sounds like too.

Dollhouse: Is it weird yet? I keep flashing back to the last two episodes of The Prisoner, as the finest example of talented producers making television that looks like gibberish. It's not the fault of the artist, I don't think. And I don't blame the viewer, either. I think it's the subject matter. Some things can't be televised coherently, because they are too big to fit. Even if you had a big screen 70mm LOTR epic trilogy kind of showbox, you're still essentially talking about the end of the world. So you either blow people's minds, or they tune out and blow you off instead. Joss Whedon could still alienate me with his choice of heroes and villians, but so far I still think of him as 'one of the good guys'... The Battlestar Galactica people, not so much.

And if you liked Surprised Kitty, you might also enjoy the historical re-enactment.

For my birthday, my first ever new laptop. Not new-to-me, but new, fresh outta the box. Frist half hour was spend burning the restore disk. That's right, It's got a DVD burner.

I'm too excited to go into too much detail. These people have stopped being my housemates quite a while ago, I realize, and they've become partners.


(as if taking me to the hospital when I had strep throat wasn't enough of a clue!)

I am beginning to grasp how it is that dating has become so difficult...

Assume that:

A) War is hell

and that

B) Hell is other people

does it then follow that

C) If [other people] Then [War]

Sloppy diagram, I know. But have I missed something?

it seems to me that the definition of hell is at question here. If war and hell are tautologies, and if hell and other people are tautologies, then it would seem to follow that other people and war are also tautologies.

If hell is bigger than war- if there are things about hell that are not related to war,

OR (inclusive)

If there are aspects of hell that are unrelated to other people

then that would leave enough wiggle room to say that you can possibly have other people without also having war.

Sounds like a Fluxx game, doesn't it?

Formal logic be damned, it seems that everyone would be better served by an alternate view.

I made it almost all the way through this picture series, nodding my head and thinking to myself, "Aha! I'll have to try this!".

And then on the last picture, the caption blew my mind, and I suddenly couldn't think about it any more.



Slicing a bagel into mobius strips