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- I love how everyone's pretending that whole "loose change/911 was an inside job" thing never happened and liberal conspiracy theorists are new.
I never watched Loose Change (had to google it), but most of the jobbers I've met were InfoWars types. More self-issued license plates than liberals. Maybe just because I'm in Kansas, tho. Even if it is Leftist Kansas.
That said, there's always an undercurrent of this on the extremes of both sides.
Shit, they're everywhere. Teamsters' politics has similar theorists: TDU. I'm sympathetic to their positions, but sometimes I mean really: come on.
- Sorry to waste your time.
Aw shucks, 'twern't wasted.
- I have literally no idea where it is. I can't find it anywhere around the house, it's not in my car, and I've looked all over work. It's like a magical book gnome had picked it up, thumbed through it a bit, and decided it was a book worth going into their magical book gnome pouch.
I think your gnome might have have a cousin who's into stock pot lids. Our's been missing for a few months now. We've turned over the kitchen a few times to no avail. I mean, what else could have happened to it? Not really an object to carry off to the outside world.
Maybe it (and I) got lost in the euphoria of a well controlled simmer?
Not sure if I mentioned it else where, but the copy of War and Peace I bought is a different translation than the one I started with from the library. Bad idea. I'm going to have to return to the library copy, I think.
I shaved my face, and my wife snapped a picture of it.
I'm also doing an experiment where I've started uploading to Flickr and putting (lowish resolution) photos under CC0. We'll see if it ends up biting me in the ass somehow, but I figure hardly one is really going to look at them anyways.
Do people even still use Flickr anymore? I ended up settling on it because I knew the creative commons search tools worked well with it.
EDIT: I fucked up. Took a shower and then groomed the dog. Shoulda reversed those...
Two Laws of Fly By Wire
1. All digital controls involved with safe operation of device must be accompanied by mechanical backups.
2. Activation of the mechanical backups must physically separate fly by wire systems from control.
- Some good news is that I've been running an experiment of not eating any sugar this week (damn good time to start that). Accidentally, it turned into a week of healthier eating. Turned out, milky coffee without sugar isn't as terrible as I remember it if I glug it down quickly enough. Tea is okay, but it needs sugar to reach its true potential for me.
My dentist had some stern words with me last year, and I ended up giving up on sugars that didn't come from fruits.
Resetting my palate was a slow process. Not so much because it was slow to change, but because the floor kept dropping. Once a month or so I'd end up trying something I thought was too bitter in the past, discover it to be OK, slowly become accustomed to it, and then move on to the next bitterness threshold.
I never understood it when people would talk about the sweetness of milk, but a year on and I'm starting to.
- Second, I'm failing in relationships left and right. Out of however-many "friends" I have in the social network, none will ever reach out. Oftentimes, I go quiet when I feel down. It's not the kind of relationships I want or need, and I have no idea what's wrong about it.
Web, or IRL?
The online social group I have where everyone is closest to being as (naturally? effortlessly?) in tune with each other as face-to-face relationships is a small chatgroup that started on irc back in 2001. And even then: you take those same people and plop them on Facebook, Twitter, or G+ and it stops being so. We'll rapidly switch into people pinging status updates at each other that get lost in the noise of hundreds of other people pinging their own updates into the wash.
I've got some jalapenos lactose-fermenting on the counter. Two days in, no verdict yet on if they'll turn into pickles or not yet. Never done this before. They're bubbling, though.
edit: tasted one. slightly sour. starting to smell 'right'.
I think my sourdough starter has picked up some of the yeasts from my wife's homebrew. It smells startlingly like ale and apples.
The kale, are sad. The beets are stunted. The Turnips? Doing dandy. And the potatoes are thriving.
I'm finding the Stoic's conception of the divine pretty interesting. I don't believe it, but it is my first experience reading about a religion and feeling sorta wistful.