Damn Kids

It takes a long time for this page to load, but I think it's worth it.   This kid writes about how he saw the relationship between the arrangement of leaves on an oak tree and the Fibonnaci sequence, discovering a new solar panel array that collects more power than a simple flat panel array.

http://www.amnh.org/nationalcenter/youngnaturalistawards/2011/aidan.html

What did YOU do on your summer vacation?

Breaking the Barrier

I'll be coming back to the subject of the vacation, but I think this was worth sharing.

London! England!

bk and I just got back from a visit to London!  England!  (Which is a joke you will only understand if you have visited southern Kentucky.)  We did and saw so many things that it will take a long time to tell it all.  Here's the first chapter, and it has to do with what I saw while mentally preparing for the flight.   I won't go into detail, but flying is something that I used to enjoy and that I suddenly just got over.  

But that's that.   Let's go on to why we have this picture.

We tried to take a picture of all of our meals, and this is a picture of the first meal we had, and one of my favorite memories of the trip.   I don't relax often, but I was relaxed when I took this picture, and for the two hours before I took it and the two hours after.

I took this in the Detroit "Sky Lounge," on our first layover on the way out, and we had a really great view of the concourse that led to baggage claim and whatnot.  We drove to Cincy, then flew to Detroit and then we sat in the Sky Lounge for about three hours drinking wine (or bourbon, in bk's case), the occasional bloody mary, and eating a really surprisingly lovely cheese broccoli soup. 

I had never been inside this place before, but its floor-to-ceiling picture windows overlook the passenger causeway and frame a wonderful view for people watching.   We invented some fabulous histories for the passengers, the employees, and even the folks who worked in the retail shops around the place.  It was like watching a fishtank: A fishtank with a secret.

My favorite moment there was when a sea of black spots came rushing to the luggage area, like 200 bankers decided to alight there in Detroit.   They came like a cancerous wave (well, they looked like bankers) and then it flattened and they were gone.

But this picture, this shows the moment that the trip started.   The moment I relaxed.  

Although most people wouldn't have noticed it.

Twitter

Twitter has a thing where they have these hashtags and people post very ugly comments and they follow them with hashtags that make them funny.

Example from Nathan Fillion (one of the many stars from Firefly) (and I'm paraphrasing here from memory):   "The gas station near my house doesn't take $50 bills. #firstworldproblems"

So I've been dealing with a first world problem (forced starvation) and it brought up this circle of thoughts that -- to my two faithful readers -- may seem nonsensical.

Who fasts in the first world?   I know that I do, for my reasons, and Dolly Parton does, for hers, but I was talking to someone I know and she told me that a woman we both know fasts regularly.

There is a lovely woman named Abhilasha (not her real name, but it means desire, and I see no need to use her real name), and someone else that I know told me that Abhilasha fasts every Thursday.   I thought to myself, how odd is that?   Is it religious?  Does she do it to maintain her weight?  Is it a custom?

So one day, I pinned her at the coffee bar and I said, so hey, A1212 tells me that you fast every Thursday.   How long have you been doing that?

Abhilasha looked at me, blinked her eyes, and thought.   She said, I think it is been since about seven years.  I said, wow, that's quite a commitment.  

*** Hey, look, I wasn't intending to pry.   This fascinated me.   Have you ever fasted?   It's hard.  I can't imagine doing it once a week. ***

She said, yes, well, it was hard at first, but it gets better.    It's just the one day per week.   Then I asked her why she does it.   She calmly told me, "I have two boys [actually, the boys are identical twins but I knew that and she knew I knew].   When one of the boys was very small he became sick and he wasn't getting better and I didn't know what to do.   So I prayed and I said that I would do this."

Now, she didn't explain the rest of the story that is obviously there, but I was and continue to be awed by the sheer reasonableness of it all.   I can't even imagine the conversation that she had with God on that day, but it makes me wonder, what would she think if it hadn't worked and she would feel like she underplayed her cards?   Does she ever think that she overpaid?  

It doesn't matter.   I think after seven years, it just is.

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I had to fast yesterday and drink suprep so that we could catch any colon cancer early.   It was unpleasant and expensive and there was nothing but good news for me.  #firstworldproblems
  

I'm doing things today. I'm a doer. I do.

I got my taxes done, and copied, and packaged, and mailed.

And I went to the bank. 

You have no idea the mental exertion that has gone into avoiding those two particular tasks.

I am free. 

And this is why we can't have nice things.

We just watched Bambi tonight.

Stupid Man ruins everything.

wha...huh?

Where do I sign in?  What am I most angry about?   Jeez, where do I start?

More butter!!!?