July 13th, 2011


[links] Link salad sleeps like the undead

When Fatty Feasts Are Driven by Automatic Pilot — Boy do I know this feeling.

Phone apps can let users outsmart the law

Automakers Give Flywheels a Spin — If memory serves, flywheel-equipped buses have been around for a while.

Risk-free energy technology currently insufficient to fulfill needs — A Japanese editorial on nuclear energy.

Atlantis' Last ApproachAPOD with a beautiful, sad photo.

More on the Neptunian year from Bad Astronomy — What is a year, you ask? Ah, nuance.

1957 Frederick's of Hollywood Ad

14 Propaganda Techniques Fox 'News' Uses to Brainwash Americans — Remember, fair and balanced. (Via [info]shsilver.)

The Dirty Digger — Roger Ebert on Rupert Murdoch. What I can't figure out is why the Murdoch scandal is a scandal. There's nothing new or surprising about News Corp's conduct. It's like being shocked to find out that FOX has an editorial slant, or that water is wet. Juan Cole with more on this, including an interesting thesis.

Angry Tea Party Stirring up GOP Revolt — Doesn't "angry" pretty much describe the Tea Party? Enraged, low-information, counterfactually obsessed conservatives.

Marriage Equality = Republican Albatross — And it couldn't happen to a more deserving bunch of venal, opportunistic hypocrites.

Real Dems Beat Fake 'Dems' In Wisconsin Recall Primaries — Ah, the GOP. If you can't win on ideas or by sowing panic, just cheat. Look! Over there! Voter fraud! ACORN!

?otD: Do you know where you're going to?

Writing time yesterday: 1.0 hour (Sunspin)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 6.5 hours (badly interrupted)
Weight: 227.2
Currently reading: Redemption in Indigo by Karen Lord


[cancer|personal] Another bad night

Good day, and a good evening yesterday, but a very bad night. More chemotherapy-induced lower GI issues causing wide ranging sleep disruption and intermittent discomfort. The severity seems to be getting worse, not better. This doesn't bode well for my cross-country flight tomorrow. I may have to resort to the dreaded medication. (Dreaded because taking Imodium to shut down my GI almost always badly overshoots the mark, and I have the converse problem, which really isn't that much of an improvement. I sleep better when I'm constipated, but I'm uncomfortable and after a couple of days stop wanting to eat.)

On the plus side, the borborygmi of the past ten or twelve hours have been spectacular, and even novel in my extensive experience of abdominal acoustic effects. This includes a creaking door, a dripping faucet, and a wide variety of groans. It's enough to make me think a poltergeist has taken up residence in my gut. The only one I haven't heard of my usual wide inventory is the rushing waters.

Meanwhile, I'm already punchy and tired and it's not even 5 am.