October 18th, 2008


[links] Link salad for a Saturday

Don’t forget the Tourbillon Tuckerization poll.

A short history of modern finance — A complex topic approached with a fair amount of clarity. (Thanks to lt260.)

Worm Grunting: A Mystery Solved — I didn’t even know it was a mystery. Weird science and weird culture, mixed together. And who thought of this in the first place, anyway?

Report says Arctic temperatures at record highs — Apparently even the weather has joined the liberal conspiracy on climate change. Rush Limbaugh to Ice Station Zebra, stat! (Thanks to lt260.)

Palling around with terrorists — McCain and G. Gordon Liddy. Guess it’s just not the same kind of treason if your terrorist-of-choice is a conservative. More on the nearly absolute lack of coverage of this story from Your Liberal Media.

Reporter assaulted at Palin rally — Fire up the wingnut base, they get fired up. GOP: you own all of this.

Ignoring its own reporting, NY Times omitted key facts on ACORN voter registration allegations — Your Liberal Media, propping up the conservative narrative again even though the facts are biased against the GOP.

Palin discovers pro-America parts of the United States — “We believe that the best of America is in these small towns that we get to visit, and in these wonderful little pockets of what I call the real America, being here with all of you hard working very patriotic, um, very, um, pro-America areas of this great nation.” Which would make the rest of us…anti-America? I’m pretty sure her husband was a long-time member of one of the few anti-American political parties in this country.

An oldie but a goodie from a conservative stalwart — “It doesn’t say anywhere in the Constitution this idea of the separation of church and state.” (Sean Hannity) And here I thought conservatives were strict constructionists.

Body movement: 30 minutes on stationary bike (2 hours of light hiking later)
Last night’s weigh-out: n/a
This morning’s weigh-in: 231.8
Currently reading: The Dord, the Diglot, and an Avocado or Two by Anu Garg

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[photos] Hiking in Washington Park, through the Hoyt Arboretum

This morning, the_child, tillyjane and I went hiking through the Hoyt Arboretum in Washington Park, in the central city just west of downtown Portland. Beautiful, cool morning, fairly quiet trails, small informative signs absolutely everywhere.

A few photos, taken by both dad and daughter:

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[personal] “In my thoughts I have seen / rings of smoke through the trees”

Drove out to Lincoln City this afternoon for a wrap party to a writers’ workshop I had previously attended. I sometimes forget how much I like driving, especially on secondary roads through pretty country. Spent a bunch of time thinking my own thoughts about life — making and remaking the bed I lie in, so to speak, with the sheets folded this way and that, tucking the corners then untucking them.

The party was fun. Saw some dear old friends and met some neat new people. Re-created my Seven Point Plot Outline as a Sex Act schtick, pace a memorable few moments at FenCon.

Back at the Genre car, I discovered that odd bit of Oregon weather where, with the top down and the heater running, my windshield is still completely fogged. That can happen when it is fairly cold and extremely humid, but the precise combination of circumstances is rare in my experience.

Finally got that sorted out and hit the road. The moon must have risen around 9 pm, but I was driving (roughly) east into the Coastals in OR-22, which twists a lot and enjoys a horizon interrupted by all sorts of mountain peaks, so when I did encounter the gibbous moon, it was one of the strangest moonrises I’ve ever seen. I swung around a curve and the moon was in the sky like a dirty headlight, emerging for the first time quite suddenly from behind a mountain peak (given my perspective), and therefore appearing extremely large in a textbook case of the “moon illusion.” The moon then vanished almost immediately into a ribbon of very heavy mist.

It seemed as if the night sky had opened up a sleepy, pale eye and winked at me.

The miles gave me more thoughts, including quite a few ruminations on writing, process and competency, and my general approach to life. I concluded that the piper probably never would lead me to reason, but I think I’m okay with that. After all, I live a life messy and unmade, wherein even heaven occasionally winks at me.

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