February 28, 2007 at 9:56 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
I’m (a) writing a Very Important Proposal (you’ll see it soon), (b) trying to clear a path through a whole new pile of estate items that have been salvaged and brought to our house, by selling off the old things, (c) dealing with stupid realty negotiations involving letter-not-spirit conflicts-of-interest among several members of that swollen profession1, (d) somewhat sick, and about to be iced in, and (e) considering changing around the categories here and prepping for a major link incursion (Cf. (a)).
Which (d) should help with (a) and (b), and psychologically maybe with (c) as well.
1 Dealing with our realtor has opened my eyes. I used to think that the old saw, “Those who can, do; those who can’t, teach,” only extended over that one dichotomy. The professional real estate realtor’s profession™, and allied “service” industries, has proven to me that this is just a fragment of an ever-descending chain of being.
February 28, 2007 at 10:24 am · Filed under Go see this
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Ann Arbor’s economy is headed for a downturn with the loss of Pfizer, but local policy-makers seem focused on the one-stop solution of finding a big replacement corp.
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European Ministers calling for criminalization of copyright infringement are themselves demonstrably copyright-infringers.
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On the magazine…
February 26, 2007 at 1:32 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
Noted: Google Analytics indicates quite clearly that when I don’t post to the blog for a few days, the number of readers goes up substantially.
Ummm…
You’re anxious? That’s it, right? Checking in obsessively?
February 26, 2007 at 10:22 am · Filed under Go see this
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Musing about the artistic possibilities of microphotography, with two beautiful examples of the argument for…
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They’re dinosaurs. Of course they knew how to plan for the future… they got wings, didn’t they?
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Hold that thought….
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Be sure to read the comments thread.
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Not sure if I can afford to create a new tag suitable to describe this.
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Further advances in Grimmian archaeology, supporting the validity of the original inspired word of the Brothers.
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February 25, 2007 at 10:18 am · Filed under Go see this
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Note all my tags…
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Me, I do email and play word games.
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“It is now de rigueur to praise a scholar’s erudition and generosity of wisdom; but without the smart snide correctives of play and battle, without the threat of being one-upped, without the contest, that joyous and accepting refusal which might align the
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“…I was born so soon. It is impossible to imagine the height to which may be carried in a thousand years, the power of man over matter. We may perhaps learn to deprive large masses of their gravity, and give them absolute levity, for the sake of easy tr
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And so I wonder about the engrained nature of solo academic work, of individuals pitted against each other in competition, the the zero-sum game of pedagogy….
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February 19, 2007 at 11:09 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
Realtors are just plain people.
Sometimes they’re self-important, insistent, shrill fools. The sort who blow trivia out of proportion, and ignore important but inconvenient facts even when you point them out fifteen times.
Pretty normal people, therefore.
I’ll be back soon. Hopefully. Will provide del.icio.us links, meantime.
Coming soon: How to save academic science and engineering, in five easy steps.
No, really. No joke.
February 19, 2007 at 10:20 am · Filed under Go see this
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Go and read.
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“…Off campus, about nine percent and on campus, about thirty-eight percent of links led to text that could be opened directly, without barriers.”
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Why is what we teach in graduate school so often reduced to what it’s “supposed to be” like in the University?
February 18, 2007 at 10:19 am · Filed under Go see this
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Your body is your property. . . . Think about the first home you hope to own. And if things go well, someday you can buy a second, and then you’re a landlord. Great revenue generator, that.
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February 18, 2007 at 9:47 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Having been admonished and importuned, here are five items such that “I bet you don’t know at least four of these, however you know me”.
- I’m actually a poor reader. No argument that I’m catholic and diligent and more or less reading 12 hours a day, nor that I happily live a life limned by books and writing… but as it happens I read neither quickly nor deeply. When I read, what I think I’m doing is what F. González-Crussi might call applying my “reader’s eye”, like what he calls the “clinician’s eye”: I’m able to suss out most of the qualities, tendencies, premises, attitudes, and even some details of written prose with just a brief glance. More or less all I need, skimming, surface-wise. I end up paying attention to cues and interstices more than the words themselves. If I need to make a deep reading, I have to (a) listen to somebody read the entire work aloud to me, (b) have a conversation about what somebody else has seen in the matter (that I haven’t) and then go re-read it, (c) walk away after a first reading, let the matter disappear from my conscious mind for a few days, and then return and re-read it, or (d) proofread it, word-by-word. I realized a few weeks back that by these symptoms I’m learning-disabled, by some folks’ standards….
- I get tired of trying to tell people what will happen—technologically, socially, in business, pop-culturally, scientifically—five years in the future. After 40 years of being right-but-ignored, being told how outlandish it all is when I’ve spelled it out… well, I’m basically sick of it. It’s frustrating. I’m more inclined these days to just sit back and let people do whatever it is they’re going to do, rather than trying to tell about it them beforehand. And no: I’m not joking, and I’m not just being full of myself. I quit futurism.
- I still like middle-period Sisters of Mercy, every Jesus Jones lyric I’ve heard, 1970s Black Sabbath, Jon Astley (even if he lives now only in out-of-print heaven), Jon Anderson’s Olias of Sunhillow, Gilbert & Sullivan patter songs, and the Who. Don’t care if they’re all old and hackneyed, now. So are we all.
- I hold fast to the hope, unsatisfied for more than 10 years, that I’ll find some folks to play D&D with again, who understand how it’s supposed to be played. Not rules lawyers, not LOTR-reënactors, not kids looking to push the envelope: collaborative storytellers. That is, decent players. So I’m keeping my books and notes in the basement, dating back all the way to 1979.
- Don’t think I actually like champagne.
These three five are called upon to do the same or similar:
- son1
- sun, too [because I want to see them both post things the other might not know]
Ed Vielmetti, among other reasons, to see who he passes it along to (him of the 380+ LinedIn links) [already done] OK… Radagast- Laura
- Nic
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