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What I Learned Since The Autumn Equinox

  • The song played at Bilbo’s birthday in Fellowship of the Ring has a name: “Flaming Red Hair”
  • The Sea Organ is a concrete construction on the beach in Zadar, Croatia, as a way to mitigate mess made on the coast during World War II. It’s got a resonance chamber under its marble steps and a Series Of Tubes. Thus, when the wind and the waves move through it, it makes music!
  • While I kew about the tragic story of Judith Barsi, the voice of Duckie in The Land Before Time, I did not know she had a marker saying “Yep, Yep, Yep!” That makes me feel slightly better.
  • There is a nifty food co-op in Salt Lake City!
  • The best kind of pie is cheese-and-mushroom.
  • Verjuice, an acidic juice made by pressing unripe green grapes, was a condiment widely used in the Middle Ages.
  • You no longer need assistance for red paint at those pottery-painting studios.
  • Anything is possible when you smell like a monster and know the word “on.”
  • My synesthesia still applies to music notation. Not to musical notes themselves, but to reading music—the notes are the same colors as their corresponding letters.
  • Wearing a wrist brace actually can make your whole arm feel better.
  • The Na’vi language nerds are doing double-time to catch up to the Klingon language nerds. Paul Frommer has a blog and a posse!
  • People have a tough time keeping promises when those promises go against obsessive thoughts.
  • The Australian sleepy lizard is monogamous, and will return to its mate every year for 20+ years. It will also hold several-day vigils if their mate dies.
  • When you drain blisters, you’re better off inserting the needle along the side.
  • Satin is evil when you’re sewing. There’s a reason it’s only one letter away from “Satan.”
  • Ringo Starr has a Christmas album!
  • It takes a while for agents to respond when they’re reading a sample chapter of your novel.  And the suspense is No Fun At All.
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What I Learned Since The Summer Solstice
  • Flash photography really does damage exhibits.
  • I knew about the state dinosaur, but I had no idea Utah had an official state cookware. Upon learning this, however, I did correctly guess what it was: the Dutch oven.
  • The story of Marco Polo bringing noodles to Europe from China is a myth.
  • Every year in Teton National Park at least one family assumes that “bear spray” works like bug spray. So before going on a hike they line their kids up, and … well, I hear the park’s clinic is very good.
  • Never try to do a road trip after missing a day of Zoloft.
  • There are petroglyphs like EIGHT FEET off the road to Moab. Why have I never seen them before?
  • Grendel was a velociraptor!
  • Okay, maybe not.
  • In the study of prehistoric animals and so-called “transitional fossils,”* the question of whether an animal was reptile or mammal is settled by checking the jaw and inner ear apparatus.
  • Psittacosaurus was a great dinosaur—basically a badass parrot.
  • Those Wheel of Morality bumps at the ends of kids’ TV shows—Knowing Is Half The Battle, And Now A Message From The POWER RANGERS!—have a distant ancestor in medieval theater, when people would perform stupid farces in churches and conclude with a sudden random promo for Christianity. “And so the shepherds found out their friend had stolen the sheep and pretended it was his son, and they all had a good laugh, in conclusion Christ Child.”
  • Speaking of Power Rangers and tolerance, David Yost left the show one day when the homophobic taunts of the crew, who apparently never watched those bumps, got to be too much for him. AND UPON LEARNING THIS, ALL THE PIECES OF MY SHATTERED CHILDHOOD SUDDENLY FIT TOGETHER. All I had known of those dark times was that suddenly Billy was no longer on the show, and so I was no longer watching it.
  • Ear drops are more trouble than they’re worth.
  • Pets don’t always live their full life span.
  • Neither do people.
  • Even when you know it’s coming, death is a shock.
  • Losing a twin is more traumatic than losing a non-twin sibling.
  • Dad is a Led Zeppelin fan.
  • Magnetic clasps for necklaces are expensive, but totally worth it.
  • Ngila Dickson is my new hero: she designed the costumes for Lord of the Rings, and thus had to figure out what each culture would wear. Also, she had to have each costume made around forty times—and in the case of the hobbits, she had to weave the fabrics twice so they’d fit the same on both the actors and their smaller doubles.**
  • YES, CORN IS GRASS.
  • Quad-ruled notebooks are the best kind for clear thinking.
  • The Hawaiian Islands were, in fact, plagued by wild cattle after Captain Cook introduced them as an ill-advised gift to King Kamehameha I.
  • Major depressive disorder is insurable, but PCOS isn't.
  • Glass stovetops can be hazardous additions to any kitchen.
  • Mint is a thug. Never plant it in your container garden. And thanks to the Awesome Power Of The Internet, not to mention [livejournal.com profile] kitmf , I didn’t even have to learn this the hard way!
  • The Northern and Southern Air Temples were run by monks, while the Eastern and Western Temples were run by nuns. Just as I suspected!
*This phrase always bugs me.  All fossils are transitional fossils, really.  But it does make sense for the transition of our nomenclature.

**She also gets bonus points for something I noticed a while back: she does the same thing to differentiate Rosie Cotton that they do in Disney’s Beauty and the Beast to set Belle apart from the villagers. Notice how both Belle and Rosie are the only ones in their villages to wear blue.
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What I Learned Since The Spring Equinox

  • When gardening, buy the wrong kind of soil at your own peril.
  • When you do get the right kind of dirt, though, it’s possible to create self-watering containers out of Common Household Items!
  • Never volunteer to close the library on Story Time days.
  • Peyote: not just for crazy uncles! Also a nifty beading stitch!
  • Using old shirts to make doll clothes is great because you already have hems!
  • Marigolds planted with vegetables do a good job of deterring pests, and plus they look great!
  • Don’t plant onion-type plants in the same container as legume-type plants, however, because the onion-type roots apparently do the botanical equivalent of pushing the legume-type roots down and taking their lunch money.
  • Circumzenithal and circumhorizontal arcs are atmospheric effects caused by ice crystals high in the air—they look like rainbows on top of clouds!
  • If you don’t like the ending of your book, it’s okay to go back and write a new ending, even if it goes over your self-imposed deadline, because you will feel much better if you do it right.
  • It’s not just the Horrible Undead Cat who liked to sit in dirt. Our current old cats do it, too.
  • The TV versions of The Color of Magic/The Light Fantastic and Hogfather are pretty respectable,* but stay away from the animated Discworld movies.
  • If you don’t change your razor often enough, your lymph nodes could swell up and you’ll start worrying you have cancer.
  • Keeping a Swiss Ball in my closet significantly raises the chances that I’ll do strength exercises at some point in the day.
  • Car accidents apparently also come in threes.
  • Mormon divorces have two parts: the part where you get divorced legally, and the part where you get “unsealed” in the temple, which takes longer. As far as I can tell, you can totally get remarried to your second spouse while you’re still “sealed” to your first.
  • Nitpicking is my mutant power.
  • Zyrtec has withdrawal symptoms at least as unpleasant as the various brands of Fukitol I’ve tried—and yet, for some reason, I find Zyrtec a lot creepier.
  • My eyes are not broken, and my glasses are not polarized: the Nyquil-Dayquil** filter every movie since the mid-90s has decided to go with is bugging other people, too!
  • Gardening is actually a thing I can do, if I start small enough!


*Except that, while that dude was one hell of a character, I had a hard time recognizing him as Mr. Teatime. In my head he was a lot more … Marshie-esque.

**Alternative name: Revenge Of The Human Traffic Cones.
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What I Learned Since The Winter Solstice:
  • A “superegg” is a fake egg that is more appealing to birds than their own eggs.
  • Cool Youtube comments, usually as rare as dragon eggs, seem to cluster around MST3k episodes. Or, if not cool per se, they are at least non-fuckwad comments.
  • The Stepford Wives works better as a cultural idea than as an actual novel.
  • Apparently there’s a “locker room etiquette” where you’re not supposed to be naked in a gym locker room where others can see you. I do not understand.
  • The reason I’m so damn good at Super Mario World is because I played it nonstop from, roughly, 1991-1997. It’s not so easy to start a new Mario game.
  • There is an interesting arc of goals for constructed language through history, starting with abstract languages attempting to find the True Universal Language, to an attempt to make languages meant to be easy to learn, to languages made because why the hell not.
  • It is indeed possible to highlight all the italic-formatted text at once in a Word document. This is very good news for someone who wants to switch her document to manuscript format only after she’s written it.
  • Also, turning the page to white-on-black text makes things a lot easier on the eyes.
  • Gamma ray bursts are strong enough that we can detect them from NINE BILLION light years away.
  • John Scalzi is fuckin METAL.
  • So is Nancy Springer, in a completely different way.
  • Latah may not be culturally-specific after all—Western medicine recognizes hyperexplexia, an exaggerated startle response, which sounds very similar to the description of the South Asian disorder latah.
  • Dimetrodon was not a dinosaur. It was a large, prehistoric, finned lizardy thing. Fortunately for our sanity, this does not make Bert I. Gordon right, as Dimetrodon was more mammalish than lizardish and did not hang out in public parks masquerading as an alien Tyrannosaurus Rex.
  • After a while, you really do get into a nice rhythm when you swim. This does take some practice, though.
  • It takes practice to line up hems.
  • Gauge and inner diameter ratio is an important thing to understand if you want to make chainmail.
  • Printing out a novel-length manuscript, even single-spaced, takes forever.
  • Jumpsuits will be in season this fall. It’s 2010, people!
  • Always check the ingredients of the tea can you’re about to buy, lest you suddenly get surprised by the murderous stab of stevia and realize you just flushed ten bucks down the drain for a nasty artificial sweetener.
  • A sort of epiphany: much of my actions throughout life have been dictated partly by ambient noise avoidance. It’s why I hate parties and refuse to go to gyms. Background noise makes me jumpy and nervous.
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What I Learned Since The Autumn Equinox:
  • Hans Christian Andersen wrote “The Emperor’s New Clothes.”
  • Dexter the show is awesome. Dexter the book series is only allowed to exist because if it did not, the show wouldn’t either.
  • People CHECK OUT BOARD BOOKS. FROM THE LIBRARY. Sometimes, they check them out after PUTTING THEM ON HOLD.
  • Twitter can make for some interesting new ways to do fiction—character studies, point-of-view stories, etc.
  • Unless the characters involved are Pintsize or the Yelling Bird. Seriously, don’t go there.
  • There are very few resources to help out the college grad who has moved back in with parents, but plenty of tips for parents on how to put up with the kids.
  • A totally awesome historical figure I had never heard of before is Nzingha Mbande, a 17th-century queen of a couple of Mbundu kingdoms in Africa. She fought Portuguese slave traders all her life, sometimes with armies and sometimes just with pure badassery.
  • Virgin coconut oil is apparently a good substitute for other vegetable oils—especially if you have PCOS—due to its medium-chain fatty acids and ability to stimulate the thyroid. But this is hotly contested.
  • Stephen Hawking has co-written a kids’ book with his daughter! It is about science.
  • As I had long suspected but never bothered to confirm, it is indeed possible that I have PCOS—a conclusion arrived at because I fit all the symptoms and don't have any of the other hormone imbalances that those symptoms go with.
  • [livejournal.com profile] toast_zombie is a pastrybender! Man, those Danishes were good.
  • Not everyone realizes that geeks are a specific subculture.
  • The Colorado School of Mines does a full convocation for graduates mid-school year, because so many students go for 4½ years.
  • The phase of the moon directly correlates with where it is in the sky and when—something I’d never really thought about before.
  • You can get athlete’s BOOB WHAT THE FUCK.
  • If you add a spoonful of peanut butter to a raspberry smoothie, it tastes like a cold liquefied peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Calvin was right!
  • Driving a grandma car means you get treated differently on the road. And by that, I mean you get bullied.
  • Self-Revelation #1: I Kirk when I talk. I just realized this. I add punctuation where there is none. Also, sometimes even trail off completely because I assume the rest of my sentence is implicit. Perhaps I need a reminder I keep having to give The Hive—“Dude, not everyone is you.”
  • Self-Revelation #2: I literally don’t know what to do with group projects. I mean, I knew I hated them, but it just occurred to me recently that I usually start with gusto, then find myself wondering if I’m getting in the way or working at cross-purposes, ask too many questions to try to straighten it out, conclude that the other group members are bugged, and gradually fade away because I honestly don’t know how to work together.*
  • Self-Revelation #3: I … actually like The Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask better than Ocarina of Time. Finally, the years of lying to myself are over.
*This may have something to do with my other, already-discovered tendency to leave things the way I found them because I assume that it is there for a reason. It’s like the Somebody Else’s Problem on steroids: there could be a dead squirrel in the middle of the living room, and I will figure that somebody put it there with a grander purpose, and I’ll leave it there for them to return to when they want to. I feel that this is courtesy; those I live with do not.**

**On the other hand, the message crosses both ways—I have had people “tidy up” so that my carefully organized system, which is of course completely impenetrable to outsiders, has been blown sky-high. They think they are doing me a favor.
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What I've Learned Since The Summer Solstice:
  • Jesus makes good tea.
  • “Good job” doesn’t always mean what it sounds like it means.
  • Some of my favorite Paul Simon songs are about Carrie Fisher.
  • The Liberry’s database of awesome references is available at home to anyone who has a library card number. And there was much rejoicing.
  • There is such a thing as not finishing video games. I’ve had a number of friends recently express a certain guilt that they are “behind” on video games, and I keep in turn expressing amazement. I don’t think it’s ever occurred to me to not finish a game.
  • It’s best for me to write a very first draft longhand. This gives me a chance to have better ideas when I’m typing it up.
  • Ordinary people, like for example folks in Iran, can be inspiringly heroic.
  • My aunt is officially off her rocker.
  • In a strong enough wind, it’s totally possible to get one of those bouncy castles airborne.
  • My sister is afraid of space. I’m not actually sure what that means, but she reacts to space porn the way some people react to ugly bug pictures.
  • Speaking of horrible bugs, there is a horrible isopod whose life cycle includes eating and then REPLACING the tongue of a fish. Which is gross and AWESOME.
  • The four elemental “bending” types in Avatar are all associated with a different fighting styles: Waterbending is Tai Chi, Earthbending is Hung Gar, Firebending is Northern Shaolin Kung Fu, and Airbending is Ba Gua.
  • All of these styles, as well as Tae Kwon Do, are hampered by giant boobs.
  • A good front stance is one where you can just see your toes on your front foot.
  • I do, in fact, have an upper limit for how much ridiculousness I can stand in a splodey movie.
  • When you don’t agree with someone, there is a delicate balance to strike between pointing and laughing at someone and taking them far too seriously. Sometimes it’s difficult to respect people’s personhood without necessarily having to respect their batshit ideas.
  • As I suspected, I’m very bad at language tone. This hasn’t stopped me from trying to learn it, but.
  • There are some disadvantages to having a room next to the air conditioning unit.
  • I’m not the only person on Earth who was traumatized at a young age by The Brave Little Toaster.
  • One new Theory Of Big Space Things suggests that we live in a multiverse—and that universes sometimes collide. Like, literally smash into each other, and get conflicting laws of physics all over everything. While I haven’t followed up on the validity of the theory, it would make for some interesting science fiction. (“You think YOUR natural disaster was bad?”)
  • There is a complicated jargon associated with African-American hair. While I knew it was somewhat different to work with than whitepeople hair, I hadn’t learned the lingo until I had to look it up to make a scene in a story believable.
  • Not everyone knows how libraries work, and locating books is not an instinctive activity.
  • Something I didn’t know about libraries: some make a distinction between trade paperbacks and mass market paperbacks. It’s basically choosing whether a book will live or die.
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What I Learned Since The Spring Equinox
  • My sister thinks my lack of desire for a mate is weird.
  • “Anhedonia” is the medical term for an inability to feel joy.
  • Wasps are the god damn SUPERVILLAINS of nature. Now, I knew that some wasps were disgusting monstrous horror-movie-inspirations from the very depths of your worst nightmares, but I didn’t realize the sheer variety of horrifying parasitic atrocities they’d commit against trees, grass, spiders, butterflies, and beetles.*
  • Wyoming and Colorado state laws require you to move to the left lane when you see someone on the shoulder.
  • While Star Trek TOS is almost entirely made up of homoerotic moments, the winner of all the episodes I’ve seen was “Mirror, Mirror.”
  • Octavia Butler is even more rocking than I was led to believe. Took me way too long to find one of her books.
  • Mark Hamill can do three different crazy laughs.
  • Bill O’Reilly writes kids’ books. I didn’t need to know that.
  • When stroked, alligators can be sedated. They also make a hilarious warnk sound before they do.
  • Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome perfectly describes my bedtime habits, and is in fact very, very difficult to treat. Take that, people who think I’m just not trying!
  • It’s almost nice to find out you have a “disorder,” because at least you know you’re not a one-of-a-kind freak.
  • In the world of my aunt, dark wizards and lawyers are apparently always hovering around little old ladies just waiting for them to have heart attacks. That’s why it’s imperative that it be kept secret from everyone, including, preferably, most of the little old lady’s children.
  • Your hips have to be forward for front stance in tae kwon do. I’ve been doing it wrong for years.
  • Even one stellar job interview doesn’t guarantee you the job.
  • There’s a really nice section of Salt Lake City off on the other side of Downtown that I never knew existed—and which I should keep in mind for whenever I want to actually move out.
  • I am not the only person in the world who thinks Strunk & White were full of shit! Yay!
  • Bad movies based on good books touch a serious nerve in people.
  • Uhura’s first name is Nyota.
  • Arc flash is an ionization of the air around an electrical system with sufficient voltage and no grounding. It’s an impressive and unfortunate cause of death among electricians.
  • Wire-wrap jewelry is pretty straightforward in its basics, but mastering it is less easy.
  • There is such a thing as an antidepressant that works without making me fall down
  • The life of a Mormon missionary is even more regimented and awful that I could have imagined. You’re never even supposed to be out of sight of your partner. I realize this is probably in order to keep missionaries out of mischief, but that doesn’t make me feel any better.

*I am of the strict mammalian opinion that being eaten from the outside in is fair, and the proper sequence of events is 1. Kill, 2. then eat. If that happens to me I’m bummed but figure, well, fair play. But eating alive, and/or from the inside out, is definitely a foul.
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I dunno, you guys, the preschool ain’t like it used to be. Damaged kids are one thing, but putting together a bunch of damaged kids who also happen to cause damage seems like a bad idea. Especially for the other kids, who shouldn’t have to go to school worrying that they will get decked before the grownups can lunge in. The policies on what to do with kids has shifted, and I feel ineffective except in the area of wiping most of the glue off the ceiling or whatever.

I want to teach ’em some tae kwon do blocks. I’d probably get fired as a volunteer. But come on—sure, teaching kids to use diplomacy is one thing, but if another kid’s idea of a good opening of negotiations is to shriek at the top of their lungs while kicking and hitting, you’re gonna want some way to deflect possible blunt force trauma to the gut or head. Otherwise I think the whole attempt to cure anxiety issues is probably not going to work out.

And today we had grownup drama there as well. BECAUSE WE SURE DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT WITH THE CHAIR-HURLING KIDS.

I may have to quit.

I’m off the hook there for Thursday, but this isn’t good news, as it’s an emergency visit to California to bid probable farewell to my last remaining grandparent, who is 91 and just had a heart attack. But more on that in a later post. I will say that, with the mess this has stirred up in Mom’s family—which is made up of 12 siblings—I may come back to the preschool with an entirely fresh perspective on things.

For now, I desperately need a nap.
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What I Learned Since The Winter Solstice:

  • The presidential power transfer takes place automatically at noon, unless you’re on the Fox Network.
  • There is a fourth-cone mutation in humans that makes some people (the articles claim only women for reasons of chromosome, but I have a dude friend who says he came up positive on the test) see more colors than ordinary people. They’re called tetrachromats. Dude, that’s awesome.
  • On a related note, that’s why some male birds do not appear to be the fancy men you would expect male birds to be: they are, but in the ultraviolet range, since birds are default tetrachromats.
  • No matter how low you go on clearance pricing, people will always ask if it’ll go lower.
  • Some people are honestly convinced that it is difficult to break even $500,000 per year. This is because they count nannies, private schools, chauffeur/bodyguards, and thousand-dollar dresses as necessary expenditures.
  • Baby skunks are born naked, but with black and white markings on their skin
  • There is a difference between a bulldozer, a digger, and a front-loader.
  • Lining a bodice is much easier than hemming the neckline.
  • The Motion Picture Association of America is weird—it’s run like it’s some kind of Sooper Sekrit Undercover Organization, when it’s really just a bunch of pissy, uneducated people with no real guidelines of psychology or sociology sitting around censoring movies.
  • Snow days aren’t always good. Man, I hate being a grownup.
  • James Earl Jones was briefly given the role of Gordon from Sesame Street. This gives one the opportunity for so many entertaining speculations …
  • Skilled noodle chefs can very quickly flip hundreds of noodles out of a blob of wheat dough.
  • The problem of girls bullying each other and the way they do it stems, once again, from society’s refusal to see girls as people with conflicts and feelings, so their anger is forced to be passive-aggressive. This also explains a lot of Mormon culture, incidentally. (ETA: [livejournal.com profile] 10cents pointed out I was oversimplifying here. We're just starting to study this sociological phenomenon, so I expect other factors will be found as well.  This is a big one.)
  • Semi-finalists in the Captain Crazypants L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future contest cannot re-tweak their stories and send them back in. Not surprising, really.
  • Colossal squids are distinct from giant squids in many ways, but one of the badass ones is that they have rotating claws instead of suckers.
  • A mele ma’i a song devoted to a particular person’s genitals in Hawaiian. If the person’s really influential, their genitals might even get their own name. Nether bits: powerful and entertaining.
  • Squeaking brakes are not always a sign of worn out brake pads, but they are always annoying.
  • Terry Pratchett’s young adult fiction kicks ass.
  • That feeling of numbness that people report on some antidepressants is highly unpleasant.
  • One of the reasons my mom gets bugged with my sleeping schedule is that she actually tries to be quiet while I’m sleeping. I told her emphatically not to bother.
  • Chaos theory is a description about how small margins of error in predicting equations build up as steps are repeated, which can even be affected in simple systems.
  • You can get sent to therapy just for being a cloud cuckoolander—but that’s if you’re so much of one that your entire interaction with others consists of it.
  • Curling a doll’s hair with curlers and a dunk in some hot water works spectacularly well.
  • The wrybill, a New Zealand Plover, is the only bird known that has a beak that bends to one side. (Always, it turns out, to the right.)
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I went to the planetarium today with [livejournal.com profile] sunshine_shaman and [livejournal.com profile] toast_zombie. That, however, is not what this post is about. That is a later story, with photos. This post is about the freeway ride home, and how I called 911 for the first time today.

Driving home at rush hour is always a bit of an obstacle course, especially here where construction pops up like daisies in the spring. My sister was staying alert as we wound along in the line of cars headed up the exit toward [livejournal.com profile] toast_zombie’s neighborhood, ready to brake if the car in front of her did.

She wasn’t quite so prepared for what the car did do.

A sudden domino effect of startled car swerves was rippling along the exit toward us, and as the car ahead moved we joined them—

—as an old car with an much older driver cruised along toward us up the shoulder.

“Er,” my sister said, as the dude dreamily passed us.

“Uh,” I said.

“That can’t be good,” [livejournal.com profile] toast_zombie observed.

“No … it really can’t …”

None of us was entirely sure what to do next. This was the sort of thing that could result in deaths. My sister kept on driving on the theory that if we stopped or chased him down it would only cause more chaos and havoc, and possibly our personal deaths. However, we felt we should call someone.

“Is this the sort of thing 911 handles?” my sister asked dubiously.

I flipped open my phone. “If not, it’s going to be. They’ll know where to send me.”

I’ve never called them before, and I gotta admit I felt a bit of trepidation as I dialed—this wasn’t the kind of emergency involving power tools and blood shooting a foot from the wound, so I felt a little fraudulent, like the infamous 911 Cheeseburger Lady. I have a dad who works emergency room call, so I know just how very odd people’s sense of “emergency” can get.

It didn’t help that my phone feels this is the kind of number you give extra pomp and circumstance to. “ATTEMPTING EMERGENCY CALL!” it informed me.

“Seriously, phone,” I said to it. “You are not making me feel any less overreactive.”

The dude who answered was cool, though, and listened to the problem. Turns out you don’t call them for this sort of pre-emergency, but he quickly transferred me to somebody who does. So I told the Department Of Investigating Old People Driving In Places They Shouldn’t what we’d seen.

“Can you identify the car make?” the DOIOPDIPTS receptionist asked.

“Er.” I am no good with cars. I have often noted that I identify them using the “Go, Dog, Go!” method, so all I could tell him was that it was a Small Brown Car, and that it had been too fast to note the license plate. Also, it seemed a little unhelpful to say “a car which will be getting a new driver very soon” or “a car that probably should have stayed home today.”

The weird thing is that I have no idea what happened after that. I got thanked and told they were on their way to take a look, and then we dropped off [livejournal.com profile] toast_zombie and went home. With luck I’ll never hear about a ten-car pileup, and they will apprehend the guy and take away his license and he will be bummed but no one will get hurt. And I will feel like I did the Right Thing, even though it wasn’t an emergency yet. Because sometimes you come across a situation where someone’s gonna get hurt, and you gotta do something.
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What I learned since the Autumn Equinox
  • Pennies no longer count as money in some vending machines.
  • You’re supposed to cut divets out of the seam if you’ve sewn an outside curve so the fabric lies flat properly.
  • Skin-picking is a horrible, horrible disorder affecting millions of Americans and its tragic consequences cannot be properly recorded. I learned all this from a website where you can pay $29.95 a month for a subscription that will apparently help you master the compulsion. In due time, of course. These things are not instantaneous. (And here I always thought it was just a bad habit.)
  • Black holes have a region outside the event horizon called the ergosphere, where space gets sort of tangled up in the spin of the black hole and moves faster than the speed of light. Which matter can’t do, but which space apparently can. Dude.
  • If you are going to make disgusting lewd comments to the doctor’s receptionist, do not be surprised when the doctor refuses to see you.  Especially when the receptionist happens to be the doctor’s wife.*
  • I am not cut out for customer service. I don’t care enough about what I’m doing.
  • Don’t use windshield wiper fluid on a cold day.
  • Americans are willing to vote for the competent guy, and don’t let silly things like whether he’s black trump the fact that he’s competent.
  • On the other hand, Hollywood still feels that an all-white cast playing nonwhite characters is an improvement on a story.
  • Hooper’s sign is a test you do on the leg muscles of paraplegics in which you massage the muscles of one leg while holding the other leg as well.  You are feeling for countermovements of the muscles there. And if Hooper’s sign is positive, your next step is to call a psychiatrist, because the person is not actually paralyzed. (There is a whole battery of tests doctors do to see if you’re really paralyzed. My favorite is the test to see if a patient's arm is actually paralyzed: lay the patient down and hold their arm straight up with their hand over their face.  If they’re really paralyzed, their hand hits them in the face.)
  • The newspaper is being held up right now by two groups: old people who can’t figure out this newfangled internet, and Coupon Ladies—frazzled-sounding housewives who obsessively chase after bargains, to the point where they demand four Sunday papers in order to get the coupons out of them. And who get very upset if their K-Mart or Harmon’s ad is not included.
  • A lot of people don’t quite understand human rights versus stuff you can vote on.
  • My brother loves The Sandlot the way I love It Takes Two—nostalgically and unconditionally.
  • The infamous 9999 Damage Geno Whirl in Super Mario RPG is not a myth.  And it is awesome.
  • When you say your company is going outta business and everything must go, you attract a whole lot of vultures and the customer service you pride yourself on gets flushed away in favor of just keeping track of everyone.
  • Vulture-shopping is different from normal shopping: you treat stores that are going out of business like you are looting them. Shoppers become much less observant and impatient and instead of waiting for you to take their rejected clothes they just put them back themselves, which never goes well.**
  • “High definition” really is.
  • They really trowel on the makeup on non-HD shows.  While this makes sense because, as Roger Ebert pointed out in his smackdown on Expelled!, nobody looks quite right on TV without it, this has become a drawback now that I have an HD TV and can see that my wimmin doctors’ faces are pretty much masks made of pancake.
  • You can actually browse the stalls at the Hyrule Castle Town market in Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess.
  • Street performance has a lot more to it than just going out and juggling or whatever.  If you’re doing it properly, like [livejournal.com profile] street_show, it’s a pretty complex but very worthwhile profession.
  • Originally when Jim Henson came up with The Dark Crystal, he wanted to make all the dialogue in Fantasy Language—actually, a whole host of Fantasy Languages for the different characters.  His buddies were like, “Jim Henson, no.” But I now know about this and love him even more.


*Since some of you are not aware, the doctor in question is my dad, the receptionist is my mom, and the creepy patient is gross and inappropriate enough that we're wondering if we should send him back to the scan people to take a look at his head for tumors.  Except we found out he was gross with every single person there, too, and they may refuse to scan him.

**Dear shoppers: I appreciate the thought, but for the love of god don’t put clothes back when you’re done trying them on. Customers never seem to notice that all our pants are hanging up a certain way, they never button the shirts, they frequently put the stuff back in the wrong part of the store, and in the rare instances they find the correct spot they mix all the sizes up and hang the wrong sales tags on them.  Not to mention we have to at least try to account for the clothes.

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American Business Women's Day
Autumnal Equinox
Fall Begins Northern Hemisphere
Spring Begins Southern Hemisphere
Dear Diary Day
Elephant Appreciation Day
Family Day - A Day To Eat Dinner With Your Children
Hobbit Day
Long Count Day
Mabon (Wiccan)
Anniversary - Emancipation Proclamation
Anniversary - Ice Cream Cone Birthday
Independence Day (Mali)
 
What I Learned This Summer:
 
  • I am so short my feet don’t touch the ground even when I’m standing up.
  • “A quillow is a quilt with an attached pocket into which the whole blanket can be folded, thus making a pillow.” – Wikipedia. Couldn’t have said it better myself.
  • It really, really sucks to be a penguin.
  • Magnesium burns oxygen in water like a normal fire burns oxygen in air. Magnesium burns water.
  • If one of the keys on your keyboard pops off and you lose half of the little plastic scissor-lift underneath it, the computer companies will try to charge you $150 to send in your whole damn computer for repair.
  • If you are clever and buy a replacement keyboard on ebay instead, that little plastic ditzel will still run you $25.
  • The Fourth Lateran Council of 1215 was a council in the Catholic Church that worked out some interesting doctrines, including the one saying that the Eucharist is sacred and that Jews were pariahs who had to pay taxes to even exist—which wound up being in a more miserable state than people who didn’t need to pay taxes for the privilege of being alive. These two items turned out to be related as accusations of Jews’ plotting to desecrate the Magic Jesus Cracker became handy ways for the upper-echelon Catholics to convince unruly mobs to kill all the Jews.
  • People still think the Eucharist is made of Jesus and magic.
  • One of Superman’s early powers was apparently the ability to PUNCH LASERS. And no, I don’t mean that he punched the gun that makes the laser—I mean he punched the actual LASER. And he didn’t just hit that thing once, oh no: he beat the shit out of it. Had that laser begging for its momma. I can think of a number of times this would have come in handy in later stories, but after the first time he did it I haven’t seen him use this tremendous power again. Which is a damn shame.
  • The guy who does that “In the criminal justice system” voiceover for all the Law’n’Order shows actually has a name, and it is a great one: Steven Zirnkilton.
  • I already knew about His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Norton I, Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico, but I didn’t realize he was such a badass that people routinely reserved places in theaters and in restaurants.
  • Octopuses don’t have eight arms or eight legs—they have six arms and two legs!
  • The scars the Slab of Slob Movie!Joker has on his face have a name: it’s called the Glasgow Smile.
  • Much as dirt is a product of worms, the fine sand on beautiful tropical beaches is a result of parrot fish’s ability to bite through rock. Eww.
  • People seem to believe that your job is detached from your morals. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve refused to pursue a job recommendation due to moral reasons and been told, “Well, so what if you’re opposed to it? It’s a job.” And people wonder how war crimes happen.
  • Riffing on a performance a la MST3k is probably as old as performance art itself, so it comes as no surprise that its movie history stretches back to the beginning of cinema: silent film theatergoers often had to put up with smart alecks in the audience supplying their own version of the dialogue. And one such smart aleck was young film and vaudeville buff Mel Blanc.
  • Community college is pants.
  • APPARENTLY Effexor shows up as PCP on a drug test. I think I’d heard this before, but I had forgotten until I FAILED MY DRUG TEST.
  • [This one is really gross. Don’t read it. I’m serious.] Apparently breast implants can CALCIFY INTO ROCKLIKE LUMPS WHAT THE HOLY GODDAMN HELL. So you can actually fracture a boob. Oh my god how disgusting is that?
  • I am actually allergic to smokers!
  • Office jobs really are as soulless as everyone says.
  • Kimonos have a very simple and cool design when you’re sewing them, even if you’re not actually sewing a real kimono.
  • Not even my family is entirely non-confrontational.
  • California drivers really are worse than Utah drivers.
  • Sea cucumbers are actually very soft and cuddly when they are not barfing their guts all over you.
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Video Games Day
 
I am allergic to my coworker!
 
Apparently, Twinrova, Customer Service Representative, earned her distinctive and unique inflection from a lifetime of cigarettes. I concluded this using my Sherlock Holmes-like powers of deduction when she leaned over me to look at my screen, and suddenly my face melted. She wandered off without noticing me,* leaving me to excuse myself to my supervisor so I could dash to the bathroom and scrub my streaming eyes and nose. Note to self: get tissues for desk.
 
See, now, smoking doesn’t make people bad in my eyes.  However, smokers definitely fall into the category of People Not Allowed Inside Amelia’s Bubble.** Y’all smell bad, and you make my face cry.  We are not being figurative here. Actual crying happens. So, smokers: you are allowed to be smokers. Just … stay the hell over there.
 
I also made the mistake of answering when she and the Guy On My Right tried making bland conversation. It was the usual “Have you graduated yet? What in? Anthropology? You going to dig up bones, ha ha!  How many languages do you speak?*** What are you going to do with your life?” And then I answered something about writing.
 
TWINROVA: Psh! WRITING?
GUY ON MY RIGHT: What kind?
AMELIA: Science fiction.
GUY: (a little wistfully) My son does that.
TWINROVA: Like what?
 
It was here I decided that I might as well go full-on.
 
AMELIA: I’ve got a series right now about alien doctors!
COWORKERS: …
TWINROVA: (smirking) What, like from Mars?
AMELIA: Hell, no! This is a whole Galactic Union!
 
And the conversation ended, each of us going our separate ways thinking that there is just no understanding some people.
 
Ah, office work: as soulless as they say.  Wish me luck.
 
 
*Possibly she had not been merely smoking cigarettes, because she seemed a little befuddled.
 
**Other people in this category: gum chewers, people talking on the phone (either you go somewhere else or I will till you’re done), people who use baby talk, people who eschew blowing their nose in favor of snorfing the same wad of snot 26 times per minute.  And if you chew that gum, or any food, with your mouth all open and smacking all over the place, then by god you are banished from my presence for eternity, because dammit the ability to chew without making gross noises is the only thing that separates Man from the Beasts.
 
***Never ask a linguist this, any more than you’d ask an anthro major about their archaeological digs.
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Wonderful Weirdos Day
Admission Day (California)
Birthday - Colonel Sanders (KFC)
Chrysanthemum Day (Japan)
Independence Day (Tajikistan)
 
At my workplace, I am tall like giant.
 
This is a little alarming, since I am an unimpressive 5’4”.  Sure, I was wearing slight heels, but normally those do not make me tower over people like a giraffe in a roomful of penguins.  Nice middle-aged lady penguins. With piercing voices.*
 
The good news is that in a few months, if all goes well I can do this job from The Comfort Of My Own Home, which I pretended to be interested in because of the cost of gas, but which I’m really interested in because that way there’ll be no one around to notice that I am omg surfing the internetz/reading/writing the next bestselling fantasy saga between calls.  At work we are only allowed to read stuff pertaining to our work itself.  I am going to bring my Hitchhiker’s Guides and tiny stealth notebooks for easy sneakage.
 
But till then, I abandon my Hitchhiker’s Guides in favor of … well, of the same basic thing.  SPOAR: IT CALLS TO ME. My orlys have just entered civilization, and while their political structure is not quite the bizarro version of the one in The Gate To Women’s Country,** it’s still been fun to build.  I’m off to do Moar Spoar!
 
 
*Customer Service should require people to pass a voice test. The lady next to me sounds like pre-merged Twinrova.  I keep expecting her to solve her callers’ problems with fairy dust or just turning them into toads.
 
**Only with actual gender relations to replace her idiot anti-man rants and without the really lame plot and doofus characters.
 
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Family History Day
Flag Day (US)
National Flag Day USA: Pause for the Pledge
National Nursing Assistants Day and Week
World Juggling Day
Anniversary - US Army
Birthday - Burl Ives (singer/actor)
Birthday - Harriet Beecher Stowe (writer)
Rice Planting Festival (Japan)
 
What I Learned This Term:
 
  • You can get injured while juggling.
  • Cytotec was a drug used in the 1990s to induce labor in women who had had a previous C-section, which turned out not to be a good idea because it was causing women’s uteri to EXPLODE.  HOW BONKERS IS THAT?!
  • There are five tablespoons of orange grit in a packet of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese.
  • Latah is a condition recognized in Java in which the affected person startles easily and, when startled, will swear involuntarily and sometimes act out. Arguments still abound as to whether this is cultural or biological. I say both (come on, dudes, are we really still arguing?), especially since my mom exhibits some of the behavior.
  • You really can’t please everyone with your writing. (It’s good to internalize this.)
  • Far from being some crazy granola dirty hippie movement, midwifery kicks ass, and now I want to look into it on the side of actually being the midwife.
  • Spine tattoos do hurt like a mutha.
  • It turns out there’s an answer to something I’ve wondered for years: what do creationists think about the possibility of aliens? Seems that all answers can be found in Genesis.
  • Apparently I’m not the only person who is always either wearing or carrying comfortable shoes, in case of space pirate abduction, getting on the wrong side of the shadow government, transports to other dimensions, velociraptor attacks, or hikes through the ocean.
  • If you go ask the lady at the information desk downstairs in the UO Bookstore if you can buy a roll of electrical tape because your headphones are a mess, she will kindly offer to just tape them up for you.
  • Apparently, my spine does list to the left. Who knew?
  • While a lot of people could stand to apply it a little more, cultural relativism can go way the hell too far, to the point where the scientific, empirical method of figuring out biomedicine is seen as totally equal to, say, an exorcism in terms of healing. This is getting subjective and objective reality mixed up, and is wrong.
  • I fall for hardcore Catholic names, like Mary Margaret or Vincent Francis. And the name Joseph Mary or Mary Joseph? HAWT let me tell you internet.
  • You know when you’re lying in bed, blissfully drifting off into dreamland, and suddenly WHOA your whole body spasms forward like a claptrap? There’s a name for that: myoclonus.
  • If there were an award for the most adorable cult ever, that award would definitely go to the Unarius Academy of Science.  The Unarians are a flying saucer group that believes that there’s a united civilization of 33 planets of various aliens out there, known as the Space Brothers, and that they’re going to show up and usher in a new age of enlightenment through Science. This group has an elaborate styrofoam and plywood 3-D representation of the planets that lights up, and ther leader was an octogenarian lady who wore giant clown-color cloaks and crazy outfits and called herself the Archangel Uriel.  They sang enthusiastic hymns with lyrics like “From OUT of the spiralling GAL-ax-ies …” The date for the amazing arrival was 2001; I’m not sure what they did when it didn’t happen,* but it probably involved a mild sigh, an affirmation that it would definitely happen next time, and an adjournment for a nice glass of lemonade on the front porch.
  • “Shave and a haircut” is a tap dancing move. Specifically, the steps go“step shuf-fle ball-step step beat ball step stomp.”
  • Bleach doesn’t just kill mold.  It blasts it into another dimension.
  • The relationship between pirates and ninjas actually seems perfectly logical when people start to articulate it.
  • In some classes your grades actually do go down when you start disagreeing with the teacher.
  • You can elicit an amazingly fast mobilization if you announce that they’re giving away free kittens a few blocks away.**
  • Titus Andronicus is the most hardcore Shakespeare play ever written—a play involving rape, mutilation, and cannibalism. It’s so overdone that a lot of people argue that it’s some kind of metaphor, but as far as I can tell it’s completely done for the sensationalism. This is not just Shakespeare crossing the line; this is Shakespeare jumping the line and twelve schoolbuses on a flaming motorcycle, nude, while flipping off the audience and biting the head off a kitten.***
  • Tattooing was actually quite a common fad among upper-class women in the Victorian and Edwardian times. The tattoos were “small and decorative,” although I can’t find out what, exactly, they are. I do know that Lady Randolph Churchill had one.
 
*Of course, given the fact that they also claim you can only see the saucers if you Truly Believe, it may indeed have happened and nobody else noticed.
 
**Any of you Eugenians want a kitten?  They’re free, but need vet work.  I can tell you where they are, too! 
 
***Which is why I'm not going to tell him where the free kittens are.
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Aries Begins
Good Friday
Holi (Hindu - India)
Memory Day
National Common Courtesy Day
Naw-Ruz (Baha'i New Year)
Purim (Jewish)
UN International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination
Worm Moon
Birthday - Johann Sebastian Bach (composer)
Noruz (Nauroze) [Iranian/Persian New Year]
Independence Day (Namibia)
Human Rights Day (South Africa)
New Years Day (India)
 
What I Learned This Winter:
 
  • Batarangs make good box openers.
  • Mitch Hedberg died of a drug overdose in 2005. This is a surprise to me in the same way it was probably a surprise to people when Janis Joplin died of one.
  • It’s possible to lose your luggage twice within six months.
  • Don’t watch an Alfred Hitchcock movie while still riding an adrenalin high from a really intense modern-special-effects screaming death creature feature, because far from feeling like you have redeemed your taste in movies you will feel guilty because the Hitchcock movie is boring you with its lack of explosions.
  • I hate to be touched. In a general way, I mean. I’m okay with a rather nervous I’m-not-gay type hug, but I dislike sitting smashed up against people, and I even have a tough time shaking hands.
  • A good way to mix up Campbell’s condensed tomato soup is with one of those little cappucino frother-mixers.
  • My name literally means “no limbs” in Greek. I didn’t actually learn this; it just occurred to me at some point. For some reason I find this really funny.
  • Lavender tincture is calming and helps you sleep, especially if you have it with warm milk and honey.
  • Shower curtains don't all come with hooks.
  • Some people think that prehistoric people only created their incredible, beautiful works of art when on drug trips where they literally saw the things they painted.  This suggests that some people think that prehistoric people had no imagination.
  • Not all writers groups are filled with pretentious jackasses.
  • Thomas Jefferson was even racister than you get taught in high school. He had to justify having slaves even though he wrote that whole thing about “All men are created equal,” so he went with the simple conclusion that black people don’t count as men. One of his offhand suggestions that it could be scientifically proven was taken seriously by whole droves of scientists in the 19th Century. Thanks, Tom.
  • Maple syrup and sweet potatoes go together surprisingly well.
  • I have finally discovered a use for those stupid little bullet tampons that do fuck-all in their capacity as tampons: they make truly excellent nosebleed-stoppers. My mother found this out when she came down with a case of Intermittent Nosebleeds.
  • Scientists are still divided as to whether various parts of language are processed discretely or globally. This is the sum total of what I learned from my neurolinguistics class.
  • Hamburger casserole tastes better on the second day.
  • The creepy science fiction “WoooOOOooo” noise so beloved of cheesy movies is made by a thing called a theremin, which is played without being touched when you wave your hands at two antennae, which alters the pitch of the music.
  • Some people actually like the recent movie version of A Little Princess and dislike the book. I know this is incomprehensible and crazy, but it’s apparently true.
  • Sir Thomas Browne was a badass. In 1646 he wrote a book that debunked such common myths as the one that beavers bite off their own testicles when being attacked by predators (to distract the predator, apparently), that men have one rib fewer than women, that elephants have no joints, and that Jews stink.
  • If your microwave does everything—goes ping and whrrr and lights up and shows the clock and spins the tray—except generate actual heating microwaves, then it is probably a blown fuse. Not that you can do anything about this. You would probably explode if you tried. Call an expert. Or get a new microwave.
  • I really, really like B movies. Especially B movies about giant killer things, or evil people. Those are awesome.
  • The chemical composition of tears really does differ depending on whether they are emotional tears or the result of an irritation to the eyes. This does not, however, lend credence to my favorite CSI “Scientific” Moment, ever*: When Sarah informs someone that there are “five types of tears: tears of sorrow, joy, fear, regret, and allergic reaction.”

*Even topping the pottery project that recorded a conversation they then deciphered using a laser.
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 What I Learned This Season:
  • The sun sails from dawn to dusk and back very regularly along the equator, without a whole lot of pausing for twilight.
  • If I were a magical thinker, I would totally believe Ganesh and I were buds.  The number of times he has popped up—sometimes to save my ass—is uncanny.
  • Things rural Kenyans know about our culture: Doctor Who, The Flash, X-Men, George Bush, Coca-Cola, English, WWE, Barack Obama, and of course Chuck Norris.
  • Things rural Kenyans don’t know about: secularism, pet cats, Spanish, states other than California and Texas, and of course bears.
  • Things I knew about rural Kenya: tin roofs, farm animals, squat toilets, chicken slaughters, malaria, mosquitos
  • Things I didn’t know about rural Kenya: cell phones, hot water for baths, ant holocausts, malaria being treated like chicken pox, tae kwon do, flying somersaults, ugali
  • The recipe for ugali is as follows: boil some flour.
  • The phrase for “turkey” in Swahili, bata mzinga, literally means “cannon duck.”  I don’t know why.
  • It’s a good idea to wear shorts under your skirt, because 1) it keeps your thighs from chafing, and 2) you never know when you might have to hitch up your skirt to hike across the god damn ocean.
  • Mosquitos will bite you more if you eat bananas.
  • One of the traditional ways for a Swahili to make herself alluring is to stand over a censer while wearing a big skirt so that the smoke theoretically goes straight up into all the nooks and crannies to make them smell more pleasant.  I do not know why a man would have his nose there in the first place, but who am I to argue with Tradition?
  • Sending postcards is expensive.
  • Mosquitos that have already consumed blood explode when you swat them.
  • I have good luck with people whose names start with some variation of "Kris."
  • EVERYBODY uses Facebook.
  • EVERYBODY.
  • Kenyan outlets are something like 250 hertz, which will give your iPod superpowers but which Nintendo DS’s refuse to even acknowledge.
  • Bagels are like the holy grail of food.
  • The book Clan of the Cave Bear is a well-researched story with some very interesting, if not always well-written, details on the possible lives of the Neanderthals. The sequel, The Valley of Horses, is basically caveman porn.
  • Goat meat is pretty good.  Not so much goat intestine or liver.
  • Donkeys make the second most annoying sound in the world, right after mosques.
  • The Swahili I learned from my book is the kind spoken in Tanzania, which is more formal than the kind in Mombasa.
  • The Deaf accent trumps all others.
  • Fridges and ceiling fans are the GREATEST INVENTIONS EVER.
  • Al Gore is a helluva sport.
  • There actually exists a canonical Sherlock Holmes story where Holmes and Watson get baked and have a gay moment.*
*While I can slash away with the best of fans, I can’t actually understand the consistent slashing of these two.  I have no real argument against it except that they just don’t seem like a couple—sort of like my somewhat obtuse argument against Bert and Ernie’s closetry being “But they’re Muppets.” However, this does not mean that Holmes and Watson cannot have gay moments.
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National Holistic Pet Day
Birthday - Fred MacMurray (actor)
Birthday - Ted William (baseball)
Huey P. Long Day (Louisiana)
Saint Rose of Lima Day (Peru)
Victory Day (Turkey)
 
What I Learned This Summer:

  • Don’t get your tongue caught in the drill at the dentist. (Yes, really.)
  • If you want to evolve for flight, six limbs get in the way.
  • Johnson & Johnson’s baby lotion is a good way to neutralize Pangolin Power.
  • Director Guillermo Del Toro keeps little “world” building notebooks for his movies, just like I do for my stories. Cool!
  • If you want to take your friends on a hike that features a steep slick rock incline in the desert in June, make sure none of them have multiple sclerosis before starting out.
  • After two days working in a doctor’s office, you’ll already be jaded.
  • Paddling in sync in a boat is a lot like bowing in sync in an orchestra.
  • Swearing by Optimus Prime is more fun than swearing by Jesus Christ.*
  • A well-placed compliment can endear you to someone forever.
  • In Mombasa, the acceptable outfit for a woman is an ankle-length skirt and a shirt that covers the shoulders.
  • It’s not too hard to give a doll an acceptable haircut.
  • The average lifespan of a parakeet is also about 10-12 years.
  • Living in a nursing home sucks.
  • Invisible thread is hard to work with, and not just because you can’t see it.
  • Although it’s tempting, it is unprofessional to shout “Silence, miserable flesh creature!” into the phone when you want to end an argument.
  • The mere mention of a cat is enough to trigger my allergies.
  • You can make a pretty good guess which cervical disk is herniated by the way the patient carries their arm.
  • My mom loves to watch me cry because I make cute faces like when I was a baby, even when the drama is painful. (This hasn’t changed from when we were kids, and when we were sobbing our hearts out she would—this is true—take pictures of us.)
  • Doctors have their own little lunch room where they go to eat cafeteria-type food and one-up each other without those interfering patients getting in the way. Doctors, it turns out, can be just as arrogant as people imagine they are.
  • Some days are touchier than others for everyone.
  • It is possible to pack everything you'll need for four months into a middling internal frame backpack, an overnight bag, and a small daypack. If you can stand the heavy lifting.
  • Cats appease Moon People.
  • My sister is an excellent cook.
  • Ex Officio makes underwear. AND IT IS AWESOME.
  • Corollary: The nice thing about getting older is that you’re actually excited to get underwear. Especially AWESOME MAGICAL EX OFFICIO UNDERWEAR.**
  • The Matrix is a godawful movie. Thank god for Mike Nelson.
  • Things have a tendency to all happen at once.  For example, the same week you take off to study abroad, one of your grandmothers may turn 90 and the other might be terminal, and nobody will be around to see you off except the little sister you’re abandoning.
  • On the other hand, the fact that you’re studying abroad trumps all that and more. Kick ass.
 
*Go ahead, next time you yell a “What in ___ is going on here?”, make it “What in the name of Optimus Prime is going on here?” You will so see what I mean.
 
**Actually, I do recall one time when I was about five or six and got really excited about underwear. It was when I got a few pairs of boy’s underwear with Super Mario on ’em. And not only that—the underpants had fucking sparkly bits (man-sparkly, of course). I wore them backwards so the cool stuff would be in front. That was the best day ever.
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Zombie Apocalypse
Creating With Your Heart Day
Saint Anthony of Padua Feast Day
Birthday - Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen (actresses)
 
What I Learned This Term:
 
  • The average life span of a house rabbit is 10-12 years. (I knew this, but now I have learned it.)
  • In comic art a good way to keep effect lines focused is to stick a tack at the focal point and rotate the straight edge around it.
  • Superman originally couldn’t fly; he would jump around like a flea. I had wondered about that because of the “able to leap tall buildings” bit, which seemed a little redundant if you could go sailing off through the ionosphere whenever you wanted to.
  • Subway sandwiches actually aren’t bad.
  • Budgies glow in the dark.
  • In linguistic subgrouping, shared innovation shows a closer relationship between languages than shared retention.
  • Wraparound pants are the coolest pants in the world. And they can help you with your worldbuilding projects!
  • There are two styles for wedging clay: the Western, also called “ramshead,” and the Eastern, or “chrysanthemum.” The second terms refer to the shapes the clay takes on.
  • I use “Fucking” as both an honorific and as a sign of derision. For examples, I give you: Sigourney Fucking Weaver versus Paris Fucking Hilton.
  • Patrick Fucking Stewart does the voice of Adventure in The Pagemaster, one of my favorite animated movies. This reinforces my theory that classically trained actors are filthy filthy whores. They’ll take any paycheck you offer them. And that’s awesome.
  • People interpret the word “diet” to mean “please offer me a disapproving opinion without noticing any of the other words in the sentence.”
  • Cobalt can undergo reversible oxygenation, meaning that it can work as a metalloprotein. Dweijidŕ, Ghiltrol, say hello to your blue blood.
  • There is one thing I can do better left-handed: I can pull clay into long, thin strips. I always wind up with little knobs and thin bits when I do it right-handed. Presumably this means I can also milk a cow better, since the motion’s almost identical, but we will have to study that further before we know for sure.
  • Originally, the word for apron was napron, but people saying a napron eventually started hearing it as an apron.
  • Linguists have actually discussed whether languages have “masculine” or “feminine” characteristics (I’m looking at you, Otto Jesperson).
  • The answer to the question “If I decide to make a career out of standing on rubber balls balancing tea trays and vases on my nose while swinging a hula hoop on my hips, what is my first step?” is: Wuqiao Acrobatics School.
  • You know you’re not cut out to watch porn when your first thought after the movie ends is, “Hey, that subplot with the dirty maid and the guy in the cravat and enormous platforms didn’t go anywhere.”
  • You should definitely make sure to hug your rabbit before you leave after spring break, because you’ll feel slightly better about it when she dies before you get back for summer vacation.
  • Either I really do have Jubilee’s mutant power of blowing up electronics, or every iPod in the Universe is a piece of shit.
  • It is actually possible to upstage Johnny Depp as a pirate.
  • It takes a month to get some psychiatrists to do paperwork.
  • Fraggle Rock stands the test of time. Rugrats doesn’t.
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Happy Vernal Equinox, everyone!
 
 
What I’ve learned since the solstice:
 
  • People with perfect pitch have an advantage when learning Mandarin.
  • Rowlf the dog might have become my favorite Muppet, up there and maybe even surpassing Kermit the Frog, my first crush.*
  • You can see some interesting bits of human nature by just working at a cash register:
    1. If there is a bagger standing behind one side of the counter, people will invariably approach the opposite side.
    2. When a customer takes a pen out of the cup provided and it does not work, the standard practice is to say “This pen is out of ink” and then put it back in the cup with the other pens for the next guy to find.
  • Hawaiian uses three different demonstrative pronouns/adjectives: kēia, kēnā, and kēlā, which respectively refer to something near the speaker, something near the listener, and something far away from both of them. This isn’t the first time I’ve run across something like this, and ever since Spanish’s esto, eso, and aquel I’ve been thinking of them as “hither, thither, and yon.”
  • Despite having spent some years as Star Trek: The Next Generation’s Wesley Crusher, Wil Wheaton’s actually a pretty cool guy.
  • Nisa: The Life and Words of a !Kung Woman is a popular book for anthropology courses. And well it should be.
  • Synesthesia is the standard Fun Fact About Me that I pull out when asked for something memorable.
  • In the Agta tribe there is very little division of labor: women are just as likely to hunt as men.
  • Sometimes even a step you know you’re going to take can be painful when addressed the wrong way.
  • The Movius Line is a theoretical line dividing two technologically distinct groups of human ancestors.
  • Luna Bars is some nasty shit.
  • If you have forgotten to take your Fukitol, do not spend even a small amount of time the next evening playing Tetris on your phone, because when you stand up the next thing that will happen is that you will fall down.
  • Apparently people do use roses in tea—thank the gods!
  • Pediophobia is the official name for the fear of dolls. I was totally unsurprised to learn that this was an official phobia, because I know many people who have it to some extent,** and it seems like a logical phobia. (Logical because of their resemblance to humans while being stylized and distorted in some ways—same reason coulurophobia is so prevalent.)
  • It is possible to burn Pasta Roni.
  • Going by one theory in evolutionary biology, a possible reason for kinship closeness is a built-in tendency in our species to recognize genetic closeness. By this logic, full siblings are emotionally closer than half siblings, and identical twins are closest of all. There’s no word on why fraternal twins are often close. Probably environmental cues.
  • The reason you barf after being on a crazy tilt-a-whirl ride is that your perception of vertigo it instills (by sloshing up the fluid in your vestibular system) mirrors the effects of some toxins (which slosh up your neural systems). And when you’ve ingested a toxin, what’s the fast and easy way to get rid of it?
  • Some mugs have built-in tea strainers. These do not work.
  • Asian sauces are awesome for cooking.
  • Vintage anime is crazy.
  • E-mail friendships are a lot of fun, but sometimes you want to hang out with them in person, which is what the Craft Center’s classes are for.
  • Somebody who wrote for Star Trek: Voyager was a huge Alien fan.  You can tell by the number of times that the crew finds themselves in a creepy abandoned setting with possible Creatures just around the corner.  Also by the number of times Janeway whips off her jacket, slings a really big gun to her hip, and goes off to kick some alien ass.  Also, I swear at one point Harry Kim tries to recreate the "Six meters!  That’s in the room!" scene.
  • Don’t go into a used bookstore during finals week, especially not if you want to keep your money.
 
*I was four. Give me a break.
 
**Even somebody like me, who loves dolls, may find that certain face sculpts or eye types are CREEPY AS HELL. I think it’s the ones who look like they could be possessed and might come eat your soul at night.

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