Friday, August 07, 2009

2536 Nuthin'

Friday, August 7, 2009

There can’t be sin without knowledge.


Nothing day. The outside temperature was 75 F, but for some reason it felt terribly hot to me, so I didn't do any walking. It was 75 in the house, too, but it felt cool in here. Must have been the sun. And humidity.

Mostly I spent the day moving old emails from the AOL archives to my new Gmail id. Mostly from The Man. Naturally, I had to read them all as I transferred them - all 4000 or so from over the past 2.3 years. I've been reading them over the past several days. We've used email like other people use instant message, I guess.

I do love his mind, it's been fascinating reading, but he's also the most frustrating person I've ever known, so it's also been a rollercoaster read.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

2535 More sighs

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Pardoning the bad is injuring the good.


Quotes from soccer players that were interviewed:

1. Yes, the final score was 1-1, but it could have just as well gone the other way.

2. Soccer requires strategy. It's just like chess, but without the dice.

2534 Sigh

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Consensus is a political concept, not a scientific one.


A random “favorite quote” in a random Facebook profile:
“dont lsn 2 the 99 ppl who say ur useless n lsn to the 1 prsn who says u r”

I lost 30 IQ points just copying that over to here.

2533 So good to be bad

Thursday, August 06, 2009

Bertrand Russell: “A stupid man’s report of what a clever man says can never be accurate, because he unconsciously translates what he hears into something he can understand.”

I was bad today. Since 6/17 I have been very good about the diet, and even better since starting the Nutrisystem. I really truly have not cheated.

You're supposed to add bread, or milk, or vegetables, or fruit to the packaged meals, and as between-meal snacks. I haven't added much bread (110 calories per slice!) or milk, but I've been getting lots of veggies and fruit, and absolutely nothing fried.

Today temptation struck.

I LOVE fried green tomatoes.

I haven't had them in years because you can't easily get green tomatoes unless you grow them or know someone who does. There used to be a farm down the road where the kid running the farm stand would pick some for me, but they went commercial years ago. No more roadside stand.

Now there's a new farm stand just outside the village, where I turn around on my walks. They DO sell green tomatoes because the Hispanic people buy them. So during the second half of my walk yesterday I was carrying a few pounds of green tomatoes.

I used to coat them with egg and crumbs or corn starch, but that soaks up the frying oil. Today, to be a little bit good, I didn't coat them and I fried them on a thin film of olive oil.

They were even better uncoated! They were wonderful, with a little splash of low-sodium soy sauce.
Bad is so good.

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

2532 Truth and honesty are not the same thing

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

You know you're in law school when you consider dropping out of school approximately every hour, but after that first semester you realize you are already in too much debt to be anything but a lawyer.


The movie last night was "500 Days of Summer". I have no positive or negative recommendation. If you like that sort of thing you'll like it, if not you won't.

There were seven of us, all female. I was surprised to see a few scattered men in the theater. Date night, I guess. Can't imagine a man choosing that movie for himself.

We went to a faux-Thai restaurant next door after the movie. For once, I had an actual thought about the movie that I wanted to express, but I never had a chance. Five of the women knew each other from other meetups, another woman and I were the new folks, and that other woman monopolized the dinner conversation, completely. Utterly. We heard about her move from Florida, her job interviews, the garden she's planting, how she gets lost even with a GPS, her husband and his naval career, everything. Everything. She had that loud excited way of speaking that takes over and brooks no interruption, and I found her very annoying.

One funny thing happened. Several people mentioned that it was a bad neighborhood, that they were glad there was a security guard in the parking lot. We were sitting on the patio, and noticed a heavy police presence, constant cruisers up and down the street. Between ordering and the arrival of the food, I lifted the chain around the patio and stepped out to the corner where there was a trash can, to have a cigarette. I was watching the traffic on the street when a police car pulled up across the street, and sat there for a bit. Then the policeman, without getting out of the car, got on a loudspeaker or something, and said something, it was so loud and distorted that I'm not sure what he said, all I could understand was "rumble rumble rumble come over here rumble rumble".

I looked around and couldn't see anyone he might be talking to. A few older people sitting on their porches enjoying the slanting sunlight. No kids on the sidewalks or in the street. I couldn't see inside the car to see what direction he was looking. And then it hit me.

I put the cigarette out, lifted the patio chain, went back to the table, and sat down with my group. And the cops left.

Learned: When in bad Albany neighborhoods, do not stand on a street corner next to a lamppost watching the traffic go by. You will suffer sexual harassment. From the cops!


My observation from the movie:

Truth and honesty are not the same thing.

Guy falls in love with new coworker (Summer) at first sight. She says she doesn't want a boyfriend, that they should be just friends. She says it many times, every time he starts getting too romantic. But she kisses him, dates him, sleeps with him, plays house with him, feeds his fantasy, until she meets another man and drops him.

It bugged me that it was obvious that we weren't supposed to be angry with her. After all, she "told him the truth!" The guy has a too-wise younger sister who points out that he shouldn't have fallen in love with Summer, because she told him right from the start that she didn't want a boyfriend, just a friend. So "it's your own fault."

By the way, I think the little sister was wedged in to tell us what to think.

Well, I AM angry with Summer. Yes, she told him the truth, but then she acted differently. She knew he was falling in love, and she played with his feelings. She was not definite enough, she allowed him to hope, and she knew it. And I don't think she cared.

Truth and honesty are not the same thing. Summer may have been truthful, but she was most definitely not honest.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

2531 Three days?

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

T.S. Eliot: "Some editors are failed writers,
but so are most writers".


I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy moving archived emails from AOL to Gmail, and in the process, I'm rereading them. Fascinating. And we've had a few days without rain, so I've been walking. I'm still eating under 1,000 balanced calories per day in five or six "meals", but I'm still stuck at 10 pounds lost and 15 or 20 to go, so every day it's not raining, I walk.

I'm going to a Meetup movie and dinner tonight in Albany. We're to meet in the theater lobby at 6:00, and I don't know exactly where it is, or what rush hour traffic might be like. The GPS says the drive should take an hour, so I figure just to be safe, I've got to leave here a little after 4.

It's not raining, so I want to get a walk in before washing my hair and dressing.



A few minutes later: Wow! Google maps is helpful! The GPS would get me there, but I still wondered where I was going, so I looked it up.

Then I looked at the street view, and my heart fell. The theater fronts on a street full of businesses, with a store abutting on each side. Albany is famous for parking difficulty. I didn't see any sign of a parking lot or lot entrance next to the theater.

So I looked at the satellite view. Bingo! There's a large parking lot immediately behind the theater reached by turning in at the next side street.

GPS wouldn't have told me that.