I had some professional photos taken. This is my new profile pic most everywhere. (Not here yet.) That jacket used to be the right size, but I’ve lost weight…
— Robin Williamson, "October Song" (The Incredible String Band)
Investigators in Franklin County have released the names of the three people found dead on a property at 3197 Georgia Road in Ottawa.
I don’t normally post stuff like this, but the missing baby is my ex’s grand-niece. My ex’s niece was murdered, probably in the past week. The body was identified today.
Eighth Color
I got my hair recolored today, which basically means getting the roots bleached and the colors touched up. It’s pretty much the same as before, but with a bit more purple in front and maybe not enough blue on the sides and back. We maybe should have included a bit more than just my crown. It’s quite nice, though. These aren’t great photos, but they show the colors, except for the blue, which isn’t nearly as dark as it looks.
Two recent photos. One is me looking big-eyed at the camera, the other is my girl cat “helping” me work.
This is funny, but “Consider the spherical isotropic cow of uniform density.” is the punchline of the joke. You’ve skipped the setup.
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I’m sort of thrown off today. it’s hard to be motivated to bring you science when there’s Reality going on.
When something hits us upside the head like the Boston Marathon explosions, we can feel dizzy, disoriented … left swirling in a dust-storm of rapidly beating hearts, furrowed brows, held breath and shaking heads. That’s how I feel, anyway. I’ve been sitting here, repeatedly muttering statements that begin with “What the f…” and simultaneously cheering and cursing the power of social media to communicate painful news. I keep looking through Twitter and blogs, knowing exactly what I’ll see and don’t want to. So powerful, but so unfiltered.
It’s not the first time in the past year that this message from Fred Rogers has been appropriate, and that’s perhaps the ultimate tragedy. But he’s right. Every photo of violence and blood in the streets of Boston that we won’t unsee is full of people running in to help. And if we have to look, that’s what we should focus on.
My thoughts are with Boston.
Original post from the awesome literaryjukebox:
Think of it: zillions and zillions of organisms running around, each under the hypnotic spell of a single truth, all these truths identical, and all logically incompatible with one another: ‘My hereditary material is the most important material on earth; its survival justifies your frustration, pain, even death’. And you are one of those organisms, living your life in the thrall of a logical absurdity.Robert Wright in The Moral Animal
Song: “Evolution” by Jill Soubule
What if we could become the first species with sufficient intelligence to rise above, or beyond, or at least side-step this evolutionary imperative? What if we said “no” to:
‘My hereditary material is the most important material on earth; its survival justifies your frustration, pain, even death’
It’s a beautiful thought. And a realistic one, even if it’s not universal. We are the most intelligently social animal ever to exist. As Steven Pinker reminds us, fewer people will die violent deaths in this modern era than ever before in human history, and our taste for the evil that remains is a bitter one.
There are better angels in our nature than justifying the pain of others for our own genetic benefit. This exception is not yet the rule, but hey … rules were made to be broken.
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bad fucking ass.
IT’S A FREAKIN TABLE, WHAT
Please tell me those are herbs growing on that table so people can add whatever seasonings to their meal that they like
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Republicans become more concerned about global warming
More than half of Republicans now agree that most scientists think global warming is occurring, up from a low of 37 percent in 2011.
Progress.
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