Today I read for the first time in a while--all through a story, without major interruption. Stella the puppy was a minor interruption, I think. In the mail: a biography of Harry Harlow, then maybe "How the Mind Works." Because I don't know ( Read more... )

Gods and Monsters tonight. It was "something," I hedged. It reminded me of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, which I saw in high school with people I'm glad to have forgot. There were some squirmish moments and a few regrettable lines, but nothing that took much from the plot. Ian McKellen (yes, Andrew, Gandalf) was spot-on perfect (I'm ( Read more... )

Three candidates for a song--mine:

Smooth Criminal (Michael Jackson)
I Am Waiting (Rolling Stones)
Out on the Weekend (Neil Young)

Because of the refrain, which goes

See the lonely boy out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy. He tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.

Which I admit is a little corny, but. No problem! ( Read more... )

Insomnia, that is! I tried sleeping an hour ago--no luck. Until tonight, I'd been reading Sarah Vowell's "Take the Cannoli" before bed. I finished this morning, reading (among other feel-good yarns) an essay on the author's chronic wakefulness. She lists each treatment and the particulars of its failure in turn. No news there: done that. I' ( Read more... )

What [I] needed was...the steady accumulation of small realities ( Read more... )

Ohio women who use tampons can now rest easy that they're engaging in "sexual conduct," which is now defined under Sec. 2907.01 as "vaginal intercourse between a male and female; anal intercourse, fellatio, and cunnilingus between persons regardless of sex; and, without privilege to do so, the insertion, however slight, of any part of the body or ( Read more... )

Somehow, I've got where I'd hoped I'd be by now. A giant Excel file, about 2mB, with over 3000 rows. I've added some variables the LIWC doesn't offer: date and time, neatly atomized into Year, Month, Day, Hour, and Minute. Why not Second? It's not beyond my power. Tomorrow, with the help of whichever of the faculty I can find, I'll get some ( Read more... )

The penultimate line of the Rushmore script reads ( Read more... )

Today I saw three cats and held them all. Serially, of course. Later, after a moment of triumph (now I can parse the output of my livejournal archiver tool), I found myself on the wrong side of the psych lounge door, which I've learned locks itself past 1 a.m. To my amusement, the security officer who came by to let me in warned that the room ( Read more... )

To seniors who've played RPGs ( Read more... )