August 7th, 2012


[links] Link salad knows there will be phantoms and fires by the road

If you haven't already done so, don't forget to vote in the One True Pop-Tart poll — Feel free to boost the signal on this one. I'll close it in another couple of days.

I will be your dancing monkey, hat on the table. — Scott Lynch is helping people.

Parents can inflict emotional harm, not realize itParents and other caregivers who demean, bully, humiliate or otherwise emotionally abuse children may not know the harm they can cause and often do not get the help that they and their children need, says a new report from the American Academy of Pediatrics. The fact that some reporter felt it necessary to write that lede makes me cringe, both as a parent and as a human being.

Steam powered USB drive — This made me laugh. Both cool and funny. (Thanks to David E. Vincent.)

Fire Tennis — The Slo Mo guys play around… (Thanks to [info]willyumtx.)

Vanishing VoicesNational Geographic with a photo essay on language loss.

Microbial Life In An Undersea Volcano, New Limits Of Life Defined — Mmm, extremophiles.

NASA releases low-res video of Mars rover descent — I think this is about two frames per second. Pretty cool stuff.

Curiosity update: Heat shield spotted! — In case you missed it, this is darned cool as well.

Obedience on the Job — Interesting squib about workplace relations.

US precipitation trends to drain 7 million jobs by 2050 — Nothing to see here, citizen. Move along. Don't mind those lying climate change scientists in their government Ferraris.

Climate change is here — and worse than we thought — There goes that pesky reality again, interfering with the conservative narrative.

White Terrorism at Oak Creek: The Paranoid Style in American Violence — Remember just a few years ago when conservative outrage forced the Department of Homeland Security to withdraw a report on right wing terrorism in the United States? Yeah, neither does anyone else. Including Your Liberal Media. Because Real Americans with guns aren't terrorists. Or something.

O’Connor: Declining approval for high court a ‘disappointment’Former Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O’Connor called the declining public approval of the high court a “great disappointment” and suggested the ruling in Bush v. Gore may have sparked the public’s loss of faith in the judicial branch. Ya think? Bush v. Gore, that travesty which you voted for, Madame Justice? Maybe if you'd been a little less nakedly partisan and little more focused on Constitutional jurisprudence back then, the Supreme Court wouldn't have quite the black eye it does now.

Dick Cheney clarifies criticism of Sarah Palin: Process was a mistake — What I find hilarious about this article is the quote from Palin defending herself, near the top of the piece. It's classic Palin word salad: barely intelligible, defensive and resentful. A brilliant way to confirm Cheney's original point even while reporting on his FOX News apology tour.

Harry Reid's Master Plan — Ta-Nehisi Coates on Harry Reid and Mitt Romney.

Why Romney and the Rich Will Never Really Get It[W]ealth and status decrease our feelings of compassion for others.

?otD: Have you seen the future?

Writing time yesterday: 1.75 hours (WRPA)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 6.75 (solid)
Weight: 236.0
Currently reading: The Essential Engineer: Why Science Alone Will Not Solve Our Global Problems by Henry Petroski; Near + Far by Cat Rambo


[photos] More faffing about on the Washington and Oregon coasts

In addition to the Aberdeen Star Wars Shop shoot, we did some other location work and tourism over the weekend. This included photography in Oysterville and Nahcotta, watching the Pacific sunset Saturday night, and visiting the wreck of the Peter Iredale on Sunday as a detour on our way home to Portland. We also got some hilarious bonus video of a very bad road in Warrenton, OR.

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As usual, more at the Flickr sets here and here.

Photos © 2012, Joseph E. Lake, Jr. and B. Lake.

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[cancer] The rats are scurrying in the walls of my mind

Yesterday I had a slow motion cancer meltdown. It was triggered by me being unhappy about a minor professional happening that isn't even an issue — in other words, a blatantly disproportionate response to something that was at its worst mildly frustrating.

I was irritated, unhappy and depressed.

I almost immediately recognized what was happening. My anxiety and stress about the forthcoming scan and bloodwork next week is finding its way out. This is the classic toothpaste-out-of-the-back-of-the-tube situation.

Of course, being me, I became irritated, unhappy and depressed about the fact that I was irritated, unhappy and depressed. This emotional cycle makes me feel crazy. I even became irritated and unhappy and depressed about the fact that I was irritated, unhappy and depressed about the fact that I was irritated, unhappy and depressed. I was pretty much in danger of disappearing up my own existenz.

And yes, I knew full well what was happening inside my head. Recognizing this is not the same as being able to stop it. Self-awareness does not necessarily confer self-control. So I talked to Lisa Costello on the phone for a while. Then I went down to the basement where Donnie Reynolds has his temporary production office and told him I was having a slow motion meltdown. He fired up the camera and I explained myself to the lens at some length. Which is a degree of self-honesty and exposure unusual even for the pathologically extroverted me.

This is the long, slow slide into the moment next week. And it's only going to get worse.

That's why Donnie is here now. That's why Lisa is flying out to Portland on Friday. That's why Jersey Girl in Portland has been spending so much time with me lately. And [info]mlerules. And all my other friends and my family. The people who love me are showing their love by simply being present for my flailings about and irrational outbursts and long, deep moments of irritated self-pity.

And I love them fiercely for it.

In the mean time, I give myself permission both to be upset and to get over it. Likewise, I have to give myself permission to not write fiction if the stress overwhelms me. I have to work the Day Jobbe and be [info]the_child's dad. Everything else is optional at this point.

Cancer certainly is the great simplifier. Nearly as focusing as the prospect of a morning hanging.