The Bog of Lost Scholars

27 February 2004

Obnoxious Bodily Products

Filed under: Random Ramblings — Castiron @ 19:34

It’s been the week of phlegm. Phlegm phlegm phlegm phlegm phlegm phlegm baked beans and phlegm. I’m very tired of this cold/allergy/perverse combination of the two.

Plus, the boy has been sent home from school with the runs again. This is an extremely routine occurence and has been since his infancy; usually, what happens is that he has a loose poop, he’s sent home, and the rest of the day he’s clear or has relatively solid poops. (I suspect it’s dietary, but haven’t been able to prove it.) So today, it was almost a welcome change when he got home and demonstrated that yes, this is a real stomach bug today. But of course this would happen when I’ve got a big project to finish at work :-P .

Motherhood. More getting up to your elbows in noxious bodily effluvia than you ever dreamed you’d experience without working in a sewage treatment plant….

25 February 2004

Autism Quotient Quiz

Filed under: People, Culture, and Society — Castiron @ 18:35

I scored 29 on the Autism Quotient Quiz, just shy of the range where most autistics tend to score (32+).

I really need to track down Simon Baron-Cohen’s writings; while his work is way too easy for hardcore sociobiologists to twist out of shape, I do think he’s onto something with the systematizing vs. empathising intelligences.

(I find hardcore sociobiology adherents really annoying. “All men really ARE hardwired like X, and all women really ARE hardwired like Y…um, or is that the other way around?” Yeah, right. As is the case with most sociobiological ideas, I have no problem with the idea that men and women TEND to have different brainwiring, but I strenuously object to blanket “all men are this, all women that” formulations. By the way, when I take the SQ/EQ quiz, I test out pretty solidly on the systemizing side — in other words, I have a male brain. Take that, you hardcore sociobiology weenienappers….)

20 February 2004

Friday Five: When Did You Last….

Filed under: Random Ramblings — Castiron @ 19:29

Friday Five: When was the last time you…

  1. …went to the doctor? November of last year.
  2. …went to the dentist? Last August, or thereabouts. (Next time: Monday.)
  3. …filled your gas tank? This morning. (My gas gauge is way off; when it finally dips below F, it’s actually a third empty. So I top it off every 40-50 miles just to be on the safe side.)
  4. …got enough sleep? Um, early 1998? Actually, I did get enough sleep last night, just not as much as I’d like.
  5. …backed up your computer? Er, let me get back with you on that one….

17 February 2004

Processing Coworker Death

Filed under: People, Culture, and Society — Castiron @ 20:17

Heidi worked at the Press for eight years. I didn’t know her very well; she was very quiet, very reserved. Not talkative even with the other designers. But I know she was a fabulous book designer. And she tried so damn hard, sometimes, to join in the humor at our launch meetings, even though you could tell that she didn’t quite get it — or, perhaps, was so burdened even then that she couldn’t quite laugh.

In late January, she abruptly told her boss that she was quitting and would leave sometime in February. I ran into her in the hall after the announcement and told her that I was sorry she was leaving; she looked so distressed when she thanked me that I wondered if I’d sounded snarky or insincere. In retrospect….

And then she didn’t come in last Monday. And then they found her.

I’m still processing it. Half my brain seems to treat it as if she’d left for a better job rather than the Great Beyond. The other half…is not going to wig out, the first time I go into the Press on a Saturday and realize that Heidi won’t be at her desk working, but it’ll be damn empty here.

If any deity worth serving exists, They will say to her, “Depression is a life-threatening illness, and you battled it heroically for years before you fell. Here is a seat at Our high table, decorated with all the beauty you created in life. Hail, and welcome.”

13 February 2004

Friday Five: Superstition

Filed under: Random Ramblings — Castiron @ 18:38

Friday Five: Very superstitious….

  1. Are you superstitious? Mildly, but I keep it pretty much under control.
  2. What extremes have you heard of someone going to in the name of superstition? Umm, I haven’t, really, or at least not such that it comes to mind. Unless you count the fact that Isabel Allende tends to start novels on January 8?
  3. Believer or not, what’s your favorite superstition? “Find a pin, pick it up, and all the day you’ll have good luck.”
  4. Do you believe in luck? If yes, do you have a lucky number/article of clothing/ritual? As an abstract force, no. As a fancy way for saying “trick my mind into doing its best at something”, yes. Wearing a particular shirt or carrying a particular token is not going to change the universe, but it might give me the extra smidge of confidence I need to accomplish a task.
  5. Do you believe in astrology? Why or why not? Look, I’ve worked the physics test question that compares the gravitational force of Jupiter vs. the obstetrician’s hands on the baby. That said, I regularly read Free Will Astrology, because it’s entertaining, and it makes for a fabulous verbal Rohrsach blot.

Okay, I finally clued in why they picked these questions for today! Actually, for me Friday the 13th is generally a pretty good day. (Today’s not so good, though; we just found out that a coworker who’d been missing for a week had killed herself.) Saturday the 14th, now…is probably no worse than any other day, but that’s my unlucky day.

11 February 2004

On Looking Over My DVD Collection

Filed under: Film and Media — Castiron @ 19:02

I don’t have a very large DVD collection yet. (I’ve got a larger VHS collection, which isn’t much help as I don’t have a working VCR right now….) Occasionally I see a fun movie for $10 at Target and grab it, but generally, I figure that if I’m not likely to watch the movie at least twice a year, then I might as well rent it rather than buy.

Most of my DVDs are Muppet stuff — Muppet Show episodes, five Muppet movies (still have to get Great Muppet Caper and Muppets from Space on DVD), and a Sesame Street sing-along movie. (My videotapes are mostly kid stuff too — Muppets and Disney, there.) But I do have a few grown-up movies too. The Firth/Ehle Pride and Prejudice. (Eventually I’ll get Sense and Sensibility and Persuasion.) Two-thirds of the LOTR trilogy in extended editions, and you bet I’m getting ROTK-EE as soon as it comes out. Branagh/Thompson’s Much Ado about Nothing. A Fish Called Wanda (and I need to get Fierce Creatures eventually too). The Man in the Iron Mask. Zorro the Gay Blade. The Blues Brothers. And, decidedly incongruous with the Austen and the comedies, Das Boot. (I haven’t seen many war movies, and those I’ve seen mostly haven’t grabbed me, but Das Boot is an exception. It beautifully demonstrates the adage “war is long stretches of extreme boredom interspersed with brief moments of sheer terror”. It’s got great characters, suspense, explosions, moral grey areas, conflict, and hot sweaty young men. Wonderful movie; just don’t watch it if you want a happy ending or if you’ve recently been struggling with your house’s plumbing.)

All I need now is some obscure Asian or South American film, and I can officially label my collection “eclectic”.

Sometime I need to try again to have that film fest where we watch Das Boot and A Fish Called Wanda. If I have a working VCR by then, I can throw in The Little Mermaid for good measure.

10 February 2004

Fun with Bureaucracy

Filed under: People, Culture, and Society — Castiron @ 13:35

Texas is moving its child support collection & distribution services from the county level to the state level, apparently due to new federal regulations. (Where have all the small-government federalist Republicans gone, long time passing….)

Now, I’d have figured that the logical way to do this would be for the counties to just dump the county records up to the Attorney General’s office, but no. I had to go to the county Domestic Relations office and get a certified list of my ex’s payments (fortunately that was free), have a form notarized saying that the amount of required payments my ex made that didn’t go through the county offices was $0 (why do they need an official, NOTARIZED form to say “look, it’s all going through the county, really!), and make a copy of the divorce decree.

They supplied a business reply envelope, but really, a 23-page copy of a divorce decree is not going to fit in a #9 envelope. So I just dropped the forms directly at the AG’s Child Support Division office.

Did the State of Texas intentionally put the Child Support Division in the same building as the Parole Division?

I swear, that has got to be the scariest government office visit I’ve ever made. The INS offices in San Antonio are cheerful havens by comparison.

But the lady at the desk was pleasant, and clearly knew what to check for on the paperwork to make sure I had everything correct. So that task’s done. Rather a pain in the neck, for $75/month….

6 February 2004

Friday Five: Taking Risks

Filed under: Random Ramblings — Castiron @ 19:24

Friday Five: Taking risks….

  1. What’s the most daring thing you’ve ever done? Depending on the standpoint: walk across the glass part of the floor in the CN Tower, accept an office assistant’s job at the Press nine years ago, get divorced, or walk into my apartment after finding a note on the door apologizing for the gunshot through the ceiling.
  2. What one thing would you like to try that your mother/friend/significant other would never approve of? Hey, my mother might be reading this…. Honestly, though, I can’t think of anything.
  3. On a scale of 1-10, what’s your risk factor? (1=never take risks, 10=it’s a lifestyle) 3 when I think the consequences could be bad or at least highly annoying, 8 when I’m not too worried about it. When it comes to my long-term financial and physical viability, I’m highly cautious. (That’s why I’m unlikely to open my own business. It’s not even the risk of losing money; it’s that I wouldn’t have HEALTH INSURANCE.) But when it’s “hey, want to try this weird-sounding restaurant?”, then why not? At worst I’m out $10 and have to eat something else when I get home.
  4. What’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you as a result of being bold/risky? My life today.
  5. … and what’s the worst? My life today ;-) .

4 February 2004

Unsatisfying Reproductive Argument

Filed under: People, Culture, and Society — Castiron @ 18:15

Occasionally I run across the argument, “It’s better to have men as soldiers than women, because a man can sire a lot more babies than a woman can bear. If you have a war and kill off 90% of your young men, you can still get a full crop of babies for the next generation, but if you kill off 90% of your young women, you lose 90% of your next generation.”

I find this line of reasoning rather unsatisfying.

Ignoring the minor fact that if the war’s on your home turf, you could end up with lots of your young women dead whether they’re soldiers or civilians…. From a strictly biological viewpoint, the argument is true. One man + ten women = ten babies; ten men + one woman = one baby.

Now, in a society where the ideal is monogamy, tell me how we’re going to get that one man to sire babies on ten different women without a major breakdown in family and social networks.

Heck, we already know what that looks like. I’m reminded of a bit from Turner and Ehlers’s Sugar’s Life in the Hood where one of them points out that in the community where Turner lives, there is a high women:men ratio (5-10 women to one man; can’t remember the exact number), due to many men being in prison or otherwise unavailable as mates. The result, in that co-author’s opinion, is that a man in that community has no incentive to be a “good” man — really financially support his family beyond the occasional $50 supplement, be present for his kids, stay off booze and drugs, be faithful to his partner — because if his current woman doesn’t like his behavior, there’s someone else who’ll put up with it for the sake of having a man in her life and for the small financial benefit. And so you have the vicious cycle continuing: boys grow up thinking that’s the way to be a man; girls grow up thinking that they can’t expect men to act like adults.

So if you kill off 90% of your young men, either:

  1. the ideal of the lifelong monogamous marriage goes kerflop, along with all the social structures based on that ideal; you may have a fully populated next generation, but you’ve lost important parts of your society and culture,
  2. or you keep the ideal, you end up with a lot of unmarried women (cf. late 19th century U.S.)…and your next generation is still small, because 90% of the women aren’t reproducing. You might as well have let the women enlist alongside the men.

(Hmm. I really need to go track down some social histories of the UK and Europe after WWI. Certainly those countries lost large numbers of young men in the trenches, and I don’t have a clue what happened to the population in the following years.)

2 February 2004

The Evils of Angband

Filed under: Random Ramblings — Castiron @ 19:37

You know, sugary foods are not a great thing to be addicted to, but at least they don’t actively take time you could be spending on other projects.

Unlike, say, Angband.

Haven’t played it in years, and made the mistake of installing it on my computer; now I’m just going to have to wait for the addiction to wear itself out.

Why do I find it so exciting to play a little @ running around an ASCII dungeon looking for stuff? Why do I still find it exciting even after I’ve hacked the monster definition file so that White Icky Things drop up to seven great items? Is it the thrill of discovery? The adrenalin surge when I cast “detect evil” and see a room full of multi-colored o’s that I can go destroy? The everlasting hope of finding potions of experience or high-level spellbooks? Or just the fact that it’s more fun than trying to revise the Damn Manuscript or come up with ideas for the Dratted Other Stories?

At least I’m not having too many dreams where I’m being chased by letters….

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