Saturday, September 30, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
For instance, my bibliomania and OCD wed within the bowels of my neuroses-ridden psyche to produce an obsession for "perfect" books. The merest flaw in spine, board, binding, or dustjacket is enough to send me into a tizzy. In the irrational seas of my subconscious, I feel that, unless each and every book is perfect, it will fall apart and all of its knowledge will be lost to future generations. My library is the bulwark against a new Dark Age following the inevitable Hollywood-type Mad Max apocolypse destroys modern civilization. Only the "fittest," most flawless books will survive to illuminate our descendants and bring them back to a civilized state. Alternately, in fifty years, one of my books will be worth lots of money, but I'll go to sell it and, because the spine has a dent or the dustjacket a wrinkle, they'll tell me it's worthless. And, no, I'm not making this stuff up; I really do believe it (or, I should say, a really nutty part of me does; the rest of me knows this is a crazy, narcissistic notion). I try to assuage my anxieties by purchasing multiple copies of books I deem particularly important. But, since all but a few books can meet my exacting standards, this leads to a cycle of spending and returning that I can ill-afford, considering my poverty-level income. I know that it's crazy and unnecessary, but I can't help it! If I don't "scratch the itch," my anxiety levels jump and I'm mentally tortured into revisiting old patterns. I'm aware of all this, but the awareness doesn't help me in any way. In fact, it only makes me feel worse, since I know I shouldn't be doing it and I'm spending money I don't have and torturing myself. Sometimes, I just feel like taking a torch to the entirety of my book collection and having done with it.
The book thing is only one of several similar conditions involving sex, relationships, social interaction, body image, and more that plague me and that I've touched on before on this blog (ad nauseum, perhaps). So I have all this self-awareness, all this intellectual appreciation of just how irrational and futile all these neuroses are, but I can't seem to hop over Hadrian's Wall to actually defeat the damn barbarians. What can I do?
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
On a related note, I'm not the only devotee of autumn out there. It's funny, I, too, still associate Fall with school bulletin boards, too. I also always think of colonial America in perpetual autumn; I guess that's because November was always all about Thanksgiving and the Pilgrims. Interesting explication of the Persephone myth, too, BTW. I'm ashamed to admit that, even though I'm a mythology buff, I never questioned the old "and this is why there's winter" explanation.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
Anyway, turns out they may be at the foundations of future flexible electronics. Isn't that wild? What next, will those "Live Strong" bracelets unlock the secrets of artificial intelligence?
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Humans continue to grapple with the same sorts of problems today that they did two thousand years ago. It's therefore easy to see parallels between today's America and the Roman Republic/Empire; the same applies, however, to virtually any culture in human history.
We should certainly study how our predecessors dealt with similar problems and shared similar challenges (we should pay particular attention how well their solutions did, or did not, work), but we must always keep in mind that such study is, at best, study of analogy, not Fate. For all the similarities between us and a past culture such as Rome, there are just as many differences. History can be a guide and a counsellor, but, in the end, we have to realize that we live in our own moment, different from that of any before, and, in the end, we have to decide, to the best of our abilities, how to act and what choices to make.
Friday, September 22, 2006
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
The Byzantines really deserve more attention, BTW. The history is fascinating, the characters riveting, and the scandal delicious.
Seriously, it is kinda cool that nature provides such a reliable "mechanism", but it is also kinda laughable (obviously) that NYC is being protected by fish.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
So, in the past week or two I've had two (that I remember) separate dreams in which I engage in some major rimming action. I'm talking diving in there and eating that asshole out. What does it mean? Rimming really doesn't come up in those "1000 Dreams Interpreted" books. Is it a premonition of things to come (please, please, please, please)? My body trying to tell me I have colon cancer? Or is a cigar just a cigar and all it means is I really, really need some action? It must have some significance since I keep dreaming about it.
All theories welcome!
Saturday, September 16, 2006
But to any readers who may be in the closet, there is one thing about coming out I think you should consider: freedom. Just something to think about.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
More blogger reviews here and here about Many Worlds in One. On the whole, both are rather positive, especially with regards to the writing itself. Both bloggers have issues with some of the assumptions and reasonings Dr. Vilenkin makes, though, and these issues are definitely to be considered. Not all theoretical physicists/cosmologists buy all the multiverse/eternal inflation arguments (at least as currently presented) that lay at the core of the book. I think it is always useful for us, as laypeople, to keep this in mind when reading any sort of popularization: experts often disagree amongst themselves over many issues.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
On the humorous side, a discussion of the terms "nerd" and "geek" in comic form.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Last night, BBCAmerica broadcast a concert she gave a while back called "Showgirl." Amazing! And really more of a gay burlesque show with music, with hot male dancers (seriously, these guys were outrageously fuckable), outrageous outfits, huge and elaborate sets, outstanding choreography, and sparkly costumes. It was the epitome of that over-used and tired gay adjective, "fabulous." Girl knows how to give a show! Madonna's too busy tying red strings to her wrist, crucifying herself, and getting rid of her Gays these days to even think about putting on something like this.
Then was an interview done with her just recently. She went through a year a treatment of breast cancer and is only now getting back into the public eye. The interview only confirmed my good opinion of her. So, Viva Miss Kylie!
Saturday, September 09, 2006
|You Should Be a Romance Novelist|
You see the world as it should be, and this goes double for all matters of the heart. You can find the romance in any situation, and you would make a talented romance story writer... And while you may be a traditional romantic, you're just as likely to be drawn to quirky or dark love stories. As long as it deals with infatuation, heartbreak, and soulmates - you could write it.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
No matter what you thought of his "Crazy Aussie" schtick (which, from what I can, tell really is how he was), no matter how you might have disapproved of his methods (some people think he was too confrontational with animals and too familiar), you can't deny that he loved animals, loved to educate people about animals, and fought to conserve them. My thoughts are with his family, who lost a loving husband and father, and the whole animal kingdom, which lost a friend and a champion. I offer a "Crikey!" in your memory.
Sarcasm aside, the tragedy of it all is that I doubt the authors' association and the publishers that have sued Google over their scanning program will ever even acknowledge this finding. They'll keep on keeping on decrying Google as an "intellectual pirate" or some such while the world and the publishing industry pass them by. (Wow, I really starting to sound like Grumpy Old Bookman, don't I? I'm so proud of myself!)
On a different track, Frank explains just how hard the book reviewing racket is these days. Hey, Frank, I'll be needing a job soon; I'll be your "Guy Friday"!
Monday, September 04, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
A woman walks into the Post Office to buy stamps for her Christmas cards.
"What denomination?" asks the clerk.
"Oh, good heavens! Have we come to this?" said the woman. "Well, give me 50 Baptist and 50 Catholic and one Methodist."
(Via Comedy Central's Joke of the Day Newsletter)
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Still, I feel bad, so I'm reminding y'all about the book and asking you to consider purchasing it. And, yes, since I did have a small role in its writing and got a mention in the acknowledgments and everything, there is some ego involved. I want "my book" to be a bestseller, damnit!