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November Pieces Of My Mind #1
I just saw toilet roll draped over a tree for the first time since 1977 when I lived in Connecticut. Hallowe’en has recently been imported into Swedish culture. It’s brought the tricks with it. Is somebody going to cover my dad’s car in shaving foam again?
Lack of sunlight is a cause of vitamin D deficiency. It is also a cause of seasonal depression. Now I’m seeing vitamin D touted as a folk remedy against seasonal depression. This is like trying to clear frosted windows with a snow shovel. Should work, right? Both are caused by cold temperatures!
Oh great. Deezer has misfiled an album of cheezy new age music intended to help the listener sleep, tacking it on to the oeuvre of the seminal stoner/doom rock band Sleep.
Heard a biologist on Quirks & Quarks who studies animals in Chernobyl’s radioactive exclusion zone. Said the main lesson of research since 1986 is that for that ecosystem, human activities are incomparably more damaging than the fallout of the worst nuclear accident ever. Everything’s thriving.
A sentence of delicious unknowns (to me): “During the Caste War in Yucatan, which began in the middle of the nineteenth century, some of the Maya, the Cruzob who worshipped the Talking Cross, withdrew from all contact with outsiders.” (Crosby, Ecological Imperialism, p. 287)
Pet style peeve: “How did King become a company worth 50 billion kronor?”. Why are you inserting the redundant information that King is a company? We know that it isn’t a donut or an insect species. It’s always been a company. It hasn’t become a company recently.
Oh awesome! The Stockholm Medieval Museum is offering a singles event for Middle Ages buffs! Never heard before of a museum doing that. Take note, unwed friends!
When I read my own job applications, I can’t see why anyone else would be even vaguely interesting to the employers.
This UK uni has a list of possible ethnicities to choose from in the Equal Opportunities section of their job application web site. It’s topped by “White”, “White – Scottish” and “White – Other”.
The jobs section of my CV looks like I was in jail or a mental hospital from my thesis presentation in 2003 to my first temp lectureship in 2012. Actually I was on a series of small research grants. Honestly!!!
OK, so remember the guy whose kid teaches HTML pro bono to 11-y-os? Now let me ask you, can you guess whose kid is scheduled to start teaching his own high-school class mates programming?
Vonda McIntyre calls the Web “the Web” in her novel Starfarers. From 1989.
Student asks me for my opinion of the theories regarding ancient burial of a woman I’ve never heard of. I google her and find that Varg Vikernes is her husband.
What’s this sudden feeling of professional semi-failure and mild boredom? Oh, right. November again.