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What the hell is part-skim milk anyway, and why is it used so much? From rubbery mozzarella to the Kroger parmesan I just bought and shouldn't have. Well, maybe it'll be okay grated, and when it comes to eating straight I've always preferred Romano anyway, but.
My sister had a big bag of mandarin oranges that were trivial to peel and sweet and juice and seedless. I've just got some clementines that seem pretty similar. I'm not leaving mine outside like she does, even though it's cold enough.
I keep injuring myself. Mysterious scrape on a knuckle, not at all mysterious smashing of my finger in a car seat (the bruise is currently dark blueish-green), mysterious cut on my thumb -- maybe from trying to tear open the clementine mesh bag before turning to scissors.
I would like to once again beat my drum about how anthropogenic global warming is, in a sense, irrelevant and too small scale. Earth's climate was pretty crap, not to mention unreliable, to begin with, long due for sensible management, whether at a grand scale of equalizing heat and water over the entire planet-year, or at a smaller scale of isolating cities and farms from the whims of 'Gaia', which is not some mystically organic network of processes cooperating to support life, but a collection of randomly interacting processes which, through a cosmic-scale coincidence, have failed to kill life off in a grand conjunction of hostility, not for lack of giving it a good try or five. Nature is not our friend. It's not our enemy, either. It's just a bunch of stuff thrown together, in urgent need of having its local entropy reduced, from our point of view.
-- the preceding rant brought to you by weather delays on my flight out, and the current gusty freeze of Bloomington, and the knowledge that it could be a whole lot worse. Also brought by the current drought in Georgia and everywhere else, the 300 year natural drought that drove off the Anasazi, the Little Ice Age that perhaps killed off the Greenland colonies, halved the population of Iceland, and knocked out a third of Finland, and the Sahara grasslands.
The Minneapolis airport inflicted a ten-minute fast walk on me between gates, which had me going through this awesome commercial concourse with a three story ceiling, good lighting, and lots of plants on the upper level; it felt almost outdoors. The gate area did not feel outdoors, despite a ceiling which was still much higher than in almost any home or office building. I think it's the lights: gate area had fluorescent lights in the ceiling, shining down, leaving lots of dark gray patches of ceiling to loom over one. The bazaar area either had light bouncing off the ceiling or a ceiling so high you really don't notice the dark areas; I never had time to go back and compare to the gate. Spokane has a mall with a 4 story ceiling and a fake tree to match, but the high area is just a lobby, so it doesn't give much expansive feel.
One of my Northwest Airlines flights had a rope or cable stretched between the 1st-class cabin and the rest of us. Not sure if that's security theatre (the first flight had them telling us to use the bathroom in the back, with the front one reserved for first class so lots of people weren't looming right behind the cockpit) or blatant classism. Don't know if the other flights also had a separating cable. Two of the flights had small dogs on them, which I didn't know was allowed; one dog was entombed in a carrying container, one got loose.
The Pope has ordered his bishops to set up exorcism squads to tackle the rise of Satanism. From the same chief exorcist who declared Harry Potter to be Satan.
Non-streetwalking prostitution is apparently legal in Rhode Island. As for streetwalkers, here's a piece about their dreadful lives.
Democracy comes to the Himalayas.
Me on the sidhe in Changeling.
A red-blooded macho conservative tries out waterboarding on himself and says it's torture, plain and simple.
Dastardly illegal immigrants, paying taxes without collecting benefits.
My sister had a big bag of mandarin oranges that were trivial to peel and sweet and juice and seedless. I've just got some clementines that seem pretty similar. I'm not leaving mine outside like she does, even though it's cold enough.
I keep injuring myself. Mysterious scrape on a knuckle, not at all mysterious smashing of my finger in a car seat (the bruise is currently dark blueish-green), mysterious cut on my thumb -- maybe from trying to tear open the clementine mesh bag before turning to scissors.
I would like to once again beat my drum about how anthropogenic global warming is, in a sense, irrelevant and too small scale. Earth's climate was pretty crap, not to mention unreliable, to begin with, long due for sensible management, whether at a grand scale of equalizing heat and water over the entire planet-year, or at a smaller scale of isolating cities and farms from the whims of 'Gaia', which is not some mystically organic network of processes cooperating to support life, but a collection of randomly interacting processes which, through a cosmic-scale coincidence, have failed to kill life off in a grand conjunction of hostility, not for lack of giving it a good try or five. Nature is not our friend. It's not our enemy, either. It's just a bunch of stuff thrown together, in urgent need of having its local entropy reduced, from our point of view.
-- the preceding rant brought to you by weather delays on my flight out, and the current gusty freeze of Bloomington, and the knowledge that it could be a whole lot worse. Also brought by the current drought in Georgia and everywhere else, the 300 year natural drought that drove off the Anasazi, the Little Ice Age that perhaps killed off the Greenland colonies, halved the population of Iceland, and knocked out a third of Finland, and the Sahara grasslands.
The Minneapolis airport inflicted a ten-minute fast walk on me between gates, which had me going through this awesome commercial concourse with a three story ceiling, good lighting, and lots of plants on the upper level; it felt almost outdoors. The gate area did not feel outdoors, despite a ceiling which was still much higher than in almost any home or office building. I think it's the lights: gate area had fluorescent lights in the ceiling, shining down, leaving lots of dark gray patches of ceiling to loom over one. The bazaar area either had light bouncing off the ceiling or a ceiling so high you really don't notice the dark areas; I never had time to go back and compare to the gate. Spokane has a mall with a 4 story ceiling and a fake tree to match, but the high area is just a lobby, so it doesn't give much expansive feel.
One of my Northwest Airlines flights had a rope or cable stretched between the 1st-class cabin and the rest of us. Not sure if that's security theatre (the first flight had them telling us to use the bathroom in the back, with the front one reserved for first class so lots of people weren't looming right behind the cockpit) or blatant classism. Don't know if the other flights also had a separating cable. Two of the flights had small dogs on them, which I didn't know was allowed; one dog was entombed in a carrying container, one got loose.
The Pope has ordered his bishops to set up exorcism squads to tackle the rise of Satanism. From the same chief exorcist who declared Harry Potter to be Satan.
Non-streetwalking prostitution is apparently legal in Rhode Island. As for streetwalkers, here's a piece about their dreadful lives.
Democracy comes to the Himalayas.
Me on the sidhe in Changeling.
A red-blooded macho conservative tries out waterboarding on himself and says it's torture, plain and simple.
Dastardly illegal immigrants, paying taxes without collecting benefits.