January 6th, 2012

a-links

[links] Link salad sits at the bar and puts bread in your jar

The Darth Vader Burger is Here — (Via my brother.)

Airline pilot startled by flying shark — Life imitates, uh... I got nothing. (Via David Goldman.)

The Apollo 11 lunar landing, told through data.

The Greatest Paper Map of the United States You’ll Ever SeeMade by one guy in Oregon.

Center produces chimeric monkeys — That's a hell of a headline. Interesting story, too.

Indonesia's underwater masters of disguiseMeet the fish that mimics the octopus that mimics scary sea creatures.

Google Earth's Lessons in Wave MechanicsA close look at Google's virtual globe reveals almost unlimited examples of the way waves behave.

X-37B spaceplane 'spying on China'America's classified X-37B spaceplane is probably spying on China, according to a report in Spaceflight magazine.

Extinctions from Climate Change Underestimated — Hmm. Actual hypotheses from actual data. I'd better tune into Rush Limbaugh to clear my head of these pesky facts.

L.A.-area bishop, father of two, resigns

I Was Shitting You People - A Message From Ayn Rand — Ah, satire. (Via [info]danjite.)

Gay couple win suit over names on birth certificate

The Irrelevance of the Broccoli Argument against the Insurance Mandate

Magna Carta and Wingnut Legislation — I can understand, if not agree with, the conservative impulse to require all legislation to state its Constitutional basis. (I disagree simply because there are far too many issues in modern government and society which are not explicitly, or even implicitly, contemplated in the Constitution. Like many beloved conservative talking points, it's a simple-minded attempt to solve a complex problem that doesn't really exist.) But the Magna Carta. Really, guys? Is there a "nuttiest GOP politician" contest going on?

Here’s What Romney’s Unreleased Tax Returns Almost Certainly Hide — Every major presidential candidate for decades has released their tax returns routinely. Not Romney. Nothing to see here, citizen. Move along.

Santorum Becomes Millionaire in Six Years After U.S. Senate LossFormer Pennsylvania Senator Rick Santorum describes himself on the campaign trail as a frugal man of faith and limited means. Right, Senator Frothy Mix. Limited means. And Mitt Romney is unemployed, while Newt Gingrich is middle class. What kind of idiot do you have to be to believe this crap? (I know, the question answers itself.) Not that I object to wealth in politicians or anyone else. I do object to blatantly false claims.

Rick Santorum claims same sex marriage is comparable to polygamy — Santorum is a fool and a moral leper. The more I learn about this man, the more I despise him. And mind you, this in a race where Newt is running.

Rick Santorum's Google problem remains — As well it should, given his despicable comments on the gay community. I for one am happy to continue to support "Santorum" search results defined as "The frothy mix of lube and fecal matter that is sometimes the byproduct of anal sex". It's the least he deserves. See also spreadingsantorum.com.

?otd: Man, what are you doing here?




1/6/2012
Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (chemo fatigue)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 9.0 (fitful)
Weight: 214.2
Currently reading: A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness

child-smiling_at_lacrosse

[personal|child] Watching the Child hit the boards

Yesterday afternoon I pushed my personal envelope quite a bit and drove across town to watch [info]the_child's first basketball game of the season. Actually it was the second, but the opponents for game one forfeited over a paperwork issue, so they didn't play this past Monday.

Though the final score was a 45-30 victory for her team, the game was a lot more contested than that, with the lead passing back and forth through the first three quarters. The Waldorf Wolf Pack ran away with it in the fourth quarter, which [info]the_child later said to me was how it was supposed to work. She made a number of shots, including a terrific 3-pointer, and had a great game.

The envelope-pushing part for me was driving home afterwards. It's the first time in months I've driven in the dark, and I really hadn't planned to do that this week. (I'm going to miss next week's games due to being in Omaha, and one of the two games the following week due to going to ConFusion, so I really didn't want to miss this one.) I got home a little before six, exhausted and strung out, and went straight to bed, there to read for a while. I managed to stay up until [info]the_child came home a bit after seven, as she'd stayed for the boys' game. We talked a little and I congratulated her on her game.

This is that real life stuff that I'm getting back, honestly a bit more rapidly than I'd expected to. My path back to feeling good about myself and life is being able to live it like I used to. Including middle school girls' basketball games, dinner dates, trips to the grocery store. Even doing my own laundry. Of such milestones is recovery made.