Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
Gotta love the Germans: circumcision declared child abuse/harm to child.
There’s a fine line between narcissism and self esteem. What facebook is good for.
Don’t even get my brother started on dark matter/energy.
Now that mOm is watching SG1…..
Yes, wish I had some.
Fire up some way cool google search techniques.
Soup lunch went okay, but the really exciting news was the very tasty guitar stylings Paul threw on top of the new choon.
Zero-G (The Bed)
I’ve invented a bed, though no patent’s been applied for
and it’s the kind of bed (hint hint) … that is to die for
If there’s one thing that I know about our human race
it’s that we’re going to be having lots of sex in outer space
Chorus:
& I’ll love someone, love someone, love someone
who knows what to do in zero G
& I’ll love someone, love someone, love someone
who knows how to handle zero G
(and I know it’s microgravity!)
I believe that the design of my bed will prove out best
And I’m gonna need a quarter mil to put it to the test
and another quarter mil to launch a buddy for the trial
but I think you’ll need a crowbar if you want to lose my smile
Chorus
I’ve designed my bed for two but in a pinch it will hold three
for you never know when someone’s going to think creatively
or be needing to accommodate some polyamory
I can’t predict its uses and that’s half the fun you see
Chorus
So picture (if you will)… a tube of comfy fiber
now I have to bring more detail if I am to describe her
There have to be attachment points …two fore and two aft
I’m hoping you can picture this and I’m not going daft
there are 4 more in the middle to take care of Newton’s laws
for they anchor you and dampen out the bounce on roll and yaw
If you’re entertaining fantasies of being overpowered
You can weigh three hundred pounds and get tossed ’round just like a flower
Spoken: This is an important safety announcement from the Lo-Orbit No-Tell Motel. Despite what you may have heard about Zero G sex, you must still take the mass of every object you move into consideration or injury or death may result. Thank you.
Chorus
There are bungees wrapped around the bed to keep you pressed together
and if you lose traction ankle straps are optional as tethers
If there’s too much bounce and wiggle the bed just self corrects
and it will work for anybody’s preference and sex
Chorus
Apogee Perigee Zero-g to fade
Just look at them.
The thing about higher chordates is how we can look similar.
Jesus! Potentially toxic extremophile fungus in the dishwasher?
I keep finding reasons to want to go to Chicago.
I didn’t much like the article, but I enjoyed the illustration of proto writing.
Jesus! That’s a big statue.
And moonlight was falling on my hand. I got up and stood on the back deck and looked at the moon for a while. I remembered seeing the Hammer Codex of Leonardo da Vinci in Montreal almost a quarter century, being enraptured to see his handwriting with the translation. He spoke of how the wind was the breathing of this terrestrial machine, and how the moon “has no light of itself, and yet is luminous.”
Religious persecution quiz, scanged from a facebook/filking buddy. Who himself was reposting it.
Statins have much worse potential side effects than was previously believed.
Wretched excess meets explosive cuteness.
I’m not posting a link, but one of the church women posted a youtube link to her toddler doing the Hokey Pokey with her, and I just wanted to mention that that’s what it’s all about.
We live in a culture which has little use for our basic instincts, and is thus breeding / punishing their existence out of us as fast as it can. One can only wonder what the hell will take its place. These days I wonder how some people manage to feed themselves. As long as we are where our instincts don’t serve us, many of us will feel alienated. I think church is a kind of hamfisted way of addressing that alienation. I can’t help thinking that we’re a step away from ‘customized religious experiences’ and I’m not just talking about going to rural Peru to have a drunken shaman pour ayahuasca down your throat and then count his money while you trip endlessly into a brightly painted bucket of existential horror. I’m talking about thinking, “I want a religious experience that includes singing and labyrinth walking and drums this Sunday,” and if you live in a big town, actually being able to get it. Virtually, perhaps. but if we do not breathe together…. if we do not conspire….. what are we? That’s why we live from con to con, from dance to dance, from concert to concert, from gig to gig, from (please do NOT CLICK ON THIS LINK AT WORK or IF YOU THINK Lesbian or BDSM sexuality is icky) hookpull to hookpull, from Sunday to Sunday (or whatever your religiously mandated gathering day is). Re hookpulls, I personally know two people who have attended and participated in these events, and I like ’em fine, so if you want to remonstrate with me about how sick it is I’m just gonna make a sad face and change the subject. You wouldn’t catch me dead at one of them though, I ain’t going anywhere like that just to be a voyeur and I don’t need any additional pain in my body at the moment, thanks. My complete incomprehension does not include disgust.
Extra solar planets for the win. Every time I look at it, there’s more. Everything is on fast forward.
Of course, if I fail to mention the artificial life, people will wonder if I dropped off to sleep.
As I type this I am looking at the handwriting of my ancestor Henry Thomas Wake, and wishing I could have handwriting like that. Copperplate. He actually made money from designing lettering. mOm says he would be a blogger if he was alive today. He records in his diary, March 1859, that we went to Euston Square Station to determine the cheapest way to go visit Carlisle, and also that a friend has kindly lent him a book on double entry bookkeeping. (He was demoniac about self-improvement).
I’m going to take my chalky and somewhat premigraineous brain out for a drive now. I want a drum.
Here’s a new raw pic from Cassini/Ciclops. Earlier I called it Enceladus, but I wuz wrong.
And that’s May 20, 2012. I’m looking forward to it!
I must admit some of these pics raised a smile.
A year at Kew from a fabulous nature photographer (thanks Chipper).
Stay tuned for the new Enceladus fly-by pics on Saturday … that’s when the raw pics will be in. Can’t wait! 30 metre resolution of the jets on Enceladus!!!
But if we didn’t have the space program, we wouldn’t have velcro for bondage gear. Or telemetry for hospital monitors. Or an image of the planet taken from the moon. What’s with the and/or? It isn’t science that rapes women or starves children, it’s people. Science is merely a set of concepts in the human toolbox; it can be forced to experiment on human beings or it can feed the world. It can support elites and distort our relationship to our planet or bring cheap desalination to thirsty peasants.
The biggest reason I support the space program has nothing to do with the benefits to science, and everything to do with how I feel about the pictures that we get. I feel the pulse of pure curiosity. I cried when I saw the video of an explorer landing on a moon. My humans did this amazing thing, and I’m proud of them.
Violence to self and others is part of the human toolbox as well. I don’t believe for two seconds we can eradicate it – I’m not even sure if we can channel it. I hope that science can help us with that. If you have eradicated violence in yourself, please remember that to be consistent in all this, you might want to consider abandoning any advances from the space program that have benefited you personally to teach the peace that you appear to believe is injured by the space program misallocating the resources of our finite planet.
Here is a partial list. http://techtran.msfc.nasa.gov/at_home.html
Less politely, sex travel & death. You were probably on a wireless internet connection when you wrote your tragic screed, and if you are immune to irony you cannot make yourself proof against mockery.
http://www.stevey.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/50-years-exploration-huge.jpg
Really thought provoking article about the ‘institution’ of marriage by a gay writer in Seattle.
An 8 minute video about Medicare. For Americans, by Canadians. Rational, good tempered and funny in spots.
Adolf Hitler doesn’t like Avatar. The last line slew me. Three minutes or so long.
How come and for why hasn’t this extra solar planet burnt up? I suspect that they aren’t actually seeing what they are looking at properly.
How many dimensions did you say? Assistance in visualizing multiple dimensions. Brain so hurts.
Do the wave…. the gravity wave.
It’s unbelievable what people will get messed up over. Personal comment: It may reveal me to be a philistine, but I like Verdana. I don’t understand the issue. I just don’t.
Chrissie Hynde told meat eaters in her audience to fuck themselves. Mike and Jeff and I sat there with hot dogs in our tummies and just looked at each other. On the other hand, just to prove I’m at least TRYING to see the other person’s point of view, here’s a PETA press release about some of her animal activism. Hint: she doesn’t like McDonalds.
The New Miss Universe. Beautiful, and without a hint of distinction.
The Milky Way has rarely looked so beautiful.
That’s just MEAN. So why did I snicker?
Do it yourself Horrrrorrrr F/X. Shows Peter Jackson filming Bad Taste.
The difference between a man and a boy is that a man takes pictures of his toys.
“I’m an atheist because I’m efficient.” Or so you can infer from Bill Gates’ interview excerpts…
Okay, now that I’ve cognitively set you up for this request, look what came through my inbox just now….
Loki, I know you never sign petitions but this is a MUST.
Hello from two CICLOPS Alliance members and fellow fans of Cassini!
For those of you who may have missed the big news, CICLOPS imaging director Carolyn Porco recently served as a science consultant on this year’s blockbuster feature-length film, Star Trek. In subsequent posts to the CICLOPS message boards (see the comments at http://ciclops.org/view_event.php?id=109), a few of you brought up the idea of petitioning to get Carolyn a cameo spot in the sequel, which is currently in pre-production and will likely release in 2011. In response to those comments, a couple of us put our brains together and decided to draft a real petition! We showed this to Carolyn, and she loved the idea, saying she’d be “honored to wear the Federation uniform.”
To move things along, she graciously agreed to let us send this note to her friends and supporters, fans of Cassini, and all CICLOPS Alliance members as a call to action. You will see that the petition says–and I’m sure you would all agree–that there are many reasons why Carolyn deserves a spot in front of the camera. So I urge you to please get out there and make your voices heard! If we can get 10,000 people to heed our call, I don’t think there’s any way that producer J.J. Abrams (with whom Carolyn worked on the 2009 film) will be able to ignore it!
To sign the petition (and leave a comment, if you like!), simply go to:
http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/dr-carolyn-porco-deserves-a-star-trek-cameo
and sign up. And be sure to spread the word to everyone and anyone you know!
Thanks in advance for your support.
