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I'll be in Edinburgh, but only for a few days. I'm to give a talk at the SynbioBeta synthetic biology conference on July 7th (or 7 July, as they say over there in Europe, while it still exists.):
Here's a little podcast containing the kind of bullshit you might expect to hear from me were you to attend the conference:
I've never been to the UK. Which means I've never been to Scotland. Although my mother, grandmother, and virtually all of my relatives on my mother's side are (or were) Scots who emigrated to the USA after WW2. Despite my Swede-Finn surname, my predominant ancestry is Scottish. So this will be a (very abbreviated) kind of "roots tour" thing for me.
Which reminds me of a joke I made up ten years ago:
Q: What's the difference between Capital One and the Mafia?
Also, Marvin Minsky, writer's jello, grandfatherhood, maybe more if I can make myself write more.
If you don't have any opinions about the best way for a 61 year old man to further his personal fitness goals, skip this diary or risk boredom of a potentially lethal level. Even if you do theoretically care about such things you might want to skip reading this. It's boring. I'm mostly writing for an audience of me. (But I do seriously welcome advice.)
As part of this funk, or rut, or whatever, I've neglected HuSi. Which is stupid and ungrateful of me, because HuSi & even the site from which it calved, and mainly all youze people have been such a great source of joy and un-loneliness in my life for ever-so-long, as I imagine Kate Middleton might say.
More on that at another time, but first let's watch "Why I suck" with Chris Farley as Tommy Boy. Since I've forgotten how to embed videos on HuSi here's a simple link.
Now, behold, Younger Daughter:
She's en-route to Rwanda as I type this.
That is all.
The beginning of the article was about how in old times people from fancy families with scads of money used to serve in the Army, but it never happens anymore.
But the meat of the story was that both of 'em, husband & wife, were cannibals. They had started, mildly enough, eating tiny bits of each other! But then the habit just grew, you know, as it does, and eventually they were Dexter/Lecter class killers. Until they got caught. Alas,
Turns out that they had all filled out long questionnaires supplied by the psychological consulting firm that had been hired to help me through my "straighten yourself out" process.
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- Nostalgia (23 comments)
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- Body dysmorphia... (5 comments)
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Sunday January 15th
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Tuesday January 3rd
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