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There's a cat outside. As a rule, I don't like cats. They rub up against you, which makes me wonder if they have fleas and are just trying to scratch an itch. Ultimately, I recognize that my aversion is due to my allergy to their dander, but that's reason enough. My eyes swell up and the faucet of my nose goes full blast, and soon enough I look ( Read more... )

Standing in line at the post office, I looked down and noticed that I had toothpaste on my ankle.

Always satisfying:

Being the first one to check out a book from the library.

Watching United 93.

I'm surprised by how much I find myself affected by it.

I'll admit, I haven't read the 9/11 Commission Report. I'm fairly well versed, though I don't delve into the conspiracy stuff. I take the xkcd approach on thatTo the end that terrorist acts are a part of a strategy to destabilize and cause terror, yes, the attacks were ( Read more... )

I always have trouble with those "Enter the text as shown in the box below" anti-spam protocols.
I find the text hard to read.
The text is hard to read to prevent computers from signing in.

...Am I a robot?

...According to my Google Reader ( Read more... )

I swear, I have no evolved tools for dealing with pandacam. I can't tell if I want to eat it or raise it: all my hunt-kill-eat neurons are firing, and so are all my it's-a-little-baby-something neurons. And then I can see it at the press of a button! All the time! I can peer through the ether, all the way across the continent, and watch some nearly ( Read more... )

It feels very nice to be at a point where I can read peer-reviewed journal articles in my discipline and recognize their short-comings. I actually feel, you know, specialized, like I'm not just shallowly treading the waters of too many fields.

I like it.