Well done, again, thenewgreen! Thanks!
Thank you Mike. I really enjoyed your contribution. One of my favorite parts of the podcast is when you first come in. I like the enthusiasm you have coupled with the music, I think it makes for a neat moment. Also, the "don't turn off your video camera" moment on the heals of the advice to "turn off your video camera" turned out well imo. -I really appreciate all you had to say.
That goes for all the participants, people really opened up and shared some intimate stuff in this one and from what I gathered, we have some pretty kick-ass dads on Hubski!
A new sex-education film in Iceland informs teenagers that sex should be something they want to do again and again, and then maybe again. Go Iceland!
Glad to hear it! I was doing a jigsaw puzzle the other day and thought to myself, Gosh, kids could really learn a lot about patience and problem solving and nature all at once just by sitting and doing puzzles occasionally. I think this is similar. A few hours with GeoGuessr is probably more effective than a few chapters of a world geography textbook, and has to be more fun.
Ha! I read the title and immediately thought of Mr. Blue Sky! I clicked the link to put up my suggestion... and I can see we're on exactly the same page.
Thanks Ed. You inspired to read over my entries during the recovery. That was a long tough period as well, one I kept largely to myself.
This round of chemo was going great, until this evening. It just jumped up and kicked me hard, right out of the blue. So, yay, there's still some drama left. I'm glad I'm getting a "high quality" experience!
I think it's so cool that you had those entries to reread. I was/am fascinated by the 'memory' blocks and time distortion that was in play. Not being able to predict that, it's just great that you had the foresight to keep such a journal, and do so in such a candid (with yourself) fashion. If a round of chemo happens in a forest and nobody is around to remember the details, did they really happen?
BTW, giraffe = my favorite animal, but unfortunately for you yes, if you had a giraffe super power it would probably have to be a stretchy neck. Super powers transposed from creatures always involve the most dominant characteristic of that creature according to every sci-fi book ever written anytime anywhere.
The journal was really good for piecing together lost chunks of time. There are so many holes in my memory from that year, it's distressing especially for a person who values his mind above all else.
I fear you may be correct with the giraffe superpower. In my dream I was trying to come up with an alternate power, and was getting settled into "glowy fur" when the dream shifted to the next scene. The glow was the golden light of the savannah sunset. Yeah, guess I'd rather have super-stretchy neck than glowy fur.
Mark told me a while back about your cancer Jeff. How is that going? Is it affecting neural functions? That's scary shit messing with your brain. I've got about 20 tumors throughout my chest and abdomen, and I think I'd rather have all those scattered around down there than have just one up in my skull!
It's 4 am, I've been up all night, totally raging on the first half of chemo this afternoon. The other dose tomorrow. So far, this treatment isn't too bad, but I feel new and bad things happening inside of me right now, so I'm bracing for it...
Thanks for asking. Things are going well. My stuff was/is in the right anterior temporal lobe. Fortunately, not an area dedicated to one particular function, like language or hubski typinggggggggggg. Well, at least maybe not my sense of humor function.
I was fortunate to have an excellent surgical outcome. Nothing visible is left in follow-up MRI's. So far, outside of the radiation+chemotherapy last summer plus twelve rounds of adjuvant chemotherapy side effects, my neurological functions are completely normal. During treatment week I basically get the feeling of a mild hangover all week long as I ingest my five days of poison pills. I can still work while on chemo. I just need to be careful to eat lots of protein, keep watch to make sure I'm getting the proper calories, sleep a ton extra, and then lay low for the weekend. I'm stuck with my bad brain cells, but I don't know if I'd wanna trade it for your chemo treatment alone! It has been completely surprising to see how resilient the human brain is. I expect the rest of your body is at least as resilient.
Wow, I'm sure you uncle is acting out of love, that he feels it's better that she doesn't lose hope and if she knew she may give up. This I can understand. But in her condition yes she must know the end is near. I think she should know. I think it's best to have a clear picture of what is going on and what is happening. That doesn't mean there is no hope, but she will be able to prepare herself for things that can happen. Everyone I know who has died from cancer has been grateful to have had a chance to say what they need to say and do what they need to do before they go. Not everyone gets that chance, and having all this in order really can bring peace of mind. I know your aunt can't communicate well, but maybe there's some things she'd like to write to people, some final wishes of love she's like to remembered by. I don't know the best way to approach this, but he may need to hear it from your whole family.
My best wishes to you and your family.
Thanks for your reply and your wishes. That's essentially how we feel about it too. I can't help but feel that if this course continues, it will be a source of regret and bitterness for a long, long time. Given the chance, I'd like to share with my uncle what little I've seen of your blog. It's pretty clear that despite the support my family is trying to show, he feels very, very alone and I don't blame him. My aunt must feel the same. Maybe an account of someone going through cancer who is determined to live might give them some perspective.
Take care Mike.
It might have. It's difficult to know. I suspect that part of it is because KS features projects that are nearing completion. I had previously heard anecdotes that Kickstarter pledges come in quick at first, slow down, then pick up to the highest rate near the end. That seemed to be the case.
Our KS was 14 days, which is relatively short. I have the feeling that had our KS been a few days longer, or a couple of hundred dollars more or less, the result would have been pretty much the same.
The freakiest thing is that backers can adjust their pledges at any time. If you are just above your goal like we were, there is the outside chance that in the last few minutes a backer could pull out, and basically kill your project at the last moment.
One of the Boston marathon bombers dead in shoot out? http://usnews.nbcnews.com/_news/2013/04/19/17817173-one-bost...
Here's a searchable pi in base 26:
Yep, I call my dog "Son" sometimes. "C'mon, Son!" He just seems like one of my kids.
Thanks for a great podcast guys, and a brilliant video production. Watching this brings back all these memories and feelings... as mk said near the end it's the feeling of standing at the edge of the ocean. Space makes us feel so small, and in the face of all this expanse you can't help but feel totally empty. And from this emptiness comes peace and a feeling of acceptance of your place in the grand scheme of things. Your mistakes vanish. We are so unimportant compared to this scale... and yet... we as individuals are still the most important thing of all. This dissonance makes me spin. I feel dizzy, high, inspired and lost. It's like being in love.
I watched the first moon landing as a 1-year old. Of course I don't remember it, but I do remember watching one of the last landings when I was 4. I grew up with space books, space ship models hanging from my ceiling. My dad was friends with Gordon Cooper. Being an astronaut was all I wanted to be.
I had a fellowship lined up with NASA during my senior year of high school. And then Challenger blew up and NASA cancelled their fellowship program, amongst many other programs. I ended up joining the circus instead. Huh.
A part of me is still out there. Private space travel is extremely exciting to me. I can only hope that I can be rich enough before I get too old. And if I'm very old before I can afford it... I think I'd like to die in space.
- I had a fellowship lined up with NASA during my senior year of high school. And then Challenger blew up and NASA cancelled their fellowship program, amongst many other programs. I ended up joining the circus instead. Huh.
It is a bit like standing on the shore of the Ocean, but we have a familiarity with the ocean that allows us to mentally scale the size of it. We have globes, maps arial shots of the earth etc. With space the scope is so immense that we cannot scale it per practical reference. It feels like fiction, which is one of the reasons I find it so alluring.