1. The new Portishead album is awesome.
2. My jittery clicky mouse finger accidentally bought two copies. Who wants one?
3. You know how sometimes words get stuck in your head and you catch yourself using them way too often? I've been doing that with "awesome" lately. (It's still an awesome album, though.)
4. I've infected
squirrelhaven with the word, too, I've noticed.
5. My old college roommate had a special talent for that sort of thing, feeding little earworm words and phrases to whole crowds of people. Sometimes you'd hear the same unmistakeable phrases come back at you from people in completely different social circles. I still catch myself repeating some of them, fifteen years later. It was something in his delivery, tone of voice, something.
6. I hereby renounce MetaFilter and all its works. I do this periodically: spend a few weeks obsessively reading it ten or eleven times a day, and then have to add some hostfile entries to make the site inaccessible for a while, until I lose the habit. Then I forget how much I hate arguing with strangers on the internet, unblock the site, and the cycle starts all over again.
7. I know all community websites start to go downhill immediately after inception, but man oh man the level of discourse on that site has gone downhill. There's some sort of broken windows effect: once one person starts posting in illiterate myspace style whatever-the-opposite-of-l33t5p34k-is, everybody starts doing it.
8. I tried to quit coffee. Then for a while I tried to just drink decaf. Then I tried mixing the decaf with the regular. I just made myself a double shot of espresso. And when I finish it I just might go back and make another one.
9. It's not so much that I need to be awake and alert. It's that I need to be able to control when I'm awake and alert. Left to my own devices I'm a dedicated insomniac, drowsy and stupid all day long and then wide awake and pacing the house until three in the morning. Which would be fine if I was able to get any work done at night, or if I didn't get completely depressed without enough sunlight, or if I never wanted to see my wife. As it is, not so much fine.
10. The thing I never realized about ultrasounds is that they cast shadows. You can't really see it in still photos, it's only noticeable while the beam is moving around: every time it passed through our baby's ribcage there'd be these little venetian-blind rows of shadows streaming behind it.
11. The other thing I never realized was how much fetuses (fetii?) move around. I always pictured this basically quiescent figure calmly wrapped into, well, the fetal position, and waiting like that for nine months or so. Instead the guy was flopping around more or less like a goldfish in a too-small fish tank.
12. A dozen is a good place to stop. Time to get back to work.
2. My jittery clicky mouse finger accidentally bought two copies. Who wants one?
3. You know how sometimes words get stuck in your head and you catch yourself using them way too often? I've been doing that with "awesome" lately. (It's still an awesome album, though.)
4. I've infected
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5. My old college roommate had a special talent for that sort of thing, feeding little earworm words and phrases to whole crowds of people. Sometimes you'd hear the same unmistakeable phrases come back at you from people in completely different social circles. I still catch myself repeating some of them, fifteen years later. It was something in his delivery, tone of voice, something.
6. I hereby renounce MetaFilter and all its works. I do this periodically: spend a few weeks obsessively reading it ten or eleven times a day, and then have to add some hostfile entries to make the site inaccessible for a while, until I lose the habit. Then I forget how much I hate arguing with strangers on the internet, unblock the site, and the cycle starts all over again.
7. I know all community websites start to go downhill immediately after inception, but man oh man the level of discourse on that site has gone downhill. There's some sort of broken windows effect: once one person starts posting in illiterate myspace style whatever-the-opposite-of-l33t5p34k-is, everybody starts doing it.
8. I tried to quit coffee. Then for a while I tried to just drink decaf. Then I tried mixing the decaf with the regular. I just made myself a double shot of espresso. And when I finish it I just might go back and make another one.
9. It's not so much that I need to be awake and alert. It's that I need to be able to control when I'm awake and alert. Left to my own devices I'm a dedicated insomniac, drowsy and stupid all day long and then wide awake and pacing the house until three in the morning. Which would be fine if I was able to get any work done at night, or if I didn't get completely depressed without enough sunlight, or if I never wanted to see my wife. As it is, not so much fine.
10. The thing I never realized about ultrasounds is that they cast shadows. You can't really see it in still photos, it's only noticeable while the beam is moving around: every time it passed through our baby's ribcage there'd be these little venetian-blind rows of shadows streaming behind it.
11. The other thing I never realized was how much fetuses (fetii?) move around. I always pictured this basically quiescent figure calmly wrapped into, well, the fetal position, and waiting like that for nine months or so. Instead the guy was flopping around more or less like a goldfish in a too-small fish tank.
12. A dozen is a good place to stop. Time to get back to work.