Teach 5 classes - I taught my first class this weekend. It went pretty well, but I only used up 20 minutes of my hour time slot. I need ideas for what to add to this class. This was Historical Research Methods.
Post 100 situations prompts to AO3 - I've posted another story.
Listen to 90 other podcasts - I listened to a freakonomics podcast about when helping is actually hurting. It had to do with mentoring kids one on one and how those kids went on to have universally worse outcomes than the kids who were not mentored.
Read the entire Bible - I'm in 1 Kings.
Go on a 30 minute poke walk 140 times - Went on another walk today. It was about 30 minutes, around Thrasher Park.
Go to the PSWC 140 times - I went to the HVN meeting today.
Ctrl + Alt + P will give me a performance meter but sadly only tracks CPU usage per track--if it also tracked RAM usage per track (if that's even a thing, hell if I know how computers/DAWs work) my problem would be solved.
It's not that I don't have enough RAM. It's that something in the project is causing a memory leak. I'm guessing one of the virtual instruments. The problem is that there are NO good options. Like, if Orchestral Tools Berlin Strings or Metropolis Ark 1 is the source of the memory leak, I am going to...I don't even know. Write tech support, I guess, and hope they have a solution.
Right now the best bet is to track memory usage in a completely new project in which I introduce a single instrument at a time and see where the leak starts/begins. Time-consuming and annoying, but doable. Not happening tonight--probably after I turn in this novel.
I received the results over e-mail in the third week of July; for various logistical reasons having to do with incomplete bloodwork (the lab's fault, not mine; I gave blood twice and they still managed to lose part of the order) and then with the allergist going on vacation, I couldn't talk to her about them until now. Instead I got an upsetting call from a nurse or receptionist at the practice who simply told me to cut out all foods for which I had gotten positive flags (a list incidentally including tree nuts, some legumes, and a random-looking selection of vegetables) and then tried to commiserate with me about her late-breaking walnut allergy, which did not make me feel better. It was a devastating uncertainty. Eating the sea is part of being close to it. It wouldn't have mattered if I kept kosher, but speaking as someone who as a toddler intercepted two orders of shrimp tempura meant for my mother and was only bought off with a third order all my own, a full month without bivalves or crustaceans was hell, especially in summer, especially in cities by the sea. I carried an epipen and looked longingly at other people's sushi and tried to trust that the allergist had warned me that blood tests were less reliable than scratch tests and this had to be some kind of mistake. I couldn't imagine not ever eating clam chowder again.
I can eat clam chowder. As the allergist explained it, the blood tests that are used for food allergies detect the presence of antibodies, which are caused by exposure to the foods in question. They are not considered diagnostic for allergies in the absence of symptoms. I have no history of rash, swelling, shortness of breath, nausea, any of these things around eating. I do have a history of decades of seafood on a regular basis. That history explained the low positive numbers to the allergist's satisfaction: they were not false positives in the strict sense, but they were false in that they did not point to anything that pertained to my experience at Readercon. Especially since there was a much more obvious culprit in the new medication which I had taken within the classic onset window—and which I have not taken again since that night—she felt comfortable skipping the scratch tests entirely (unnecessary expense of time, money, and itching) and sending me off to eat shellfish. Allergists are cautious by nature and profession, she emphasized. She wouldn't make the recommendation unless she thought it was safe. She was just sorry I'd had to spend a month denied something that was both seasonally tasty and emotionally important to me.
So I walked into Harvard Square and purchased the seasonal lobster bao from Tom's Bao Bao and ate it and it was delicious and I waited half an hour and then an hour and nothing bad happened except that I wanted another one, but by that time I was upstairs in Crema Cafe, drinking an herbal chai latte and writing about weird British TV, so I ate a macaroon instead. Later in the evening I met rushthatspeaks for a return trip to the MIT Science Fiction Society and we opted for dinner afterward at Roxy's Grilled Cheese in Central Square, where we discovered their speakeasy arcade with pinball and skeeball and cabinets of video games. (We're going back when we are not each carrying large bags of books which make it difficult to maneuver between games.) It was a much, much better end to my day than I had feared.
I am still carrying an epipen and may for the rest of my life, because my body has now demonstrated that there exists at least one thing in this world to which it reacts by trying to choke me to death and that is not cool. It was a closer call than I had thought on the night. I did not correctly assess the severity of what was happening to me. God forbid, if there is a next time, I don't try to wait it out with Benadryl: I go to the ER.
But it should not be the sea that sends me there.
I feel like it’s been interesting playing a little with the definitions of what’s “important”, what “matters”, etc – on the one hand, Ultimates is about literally everything that has ever been in the Marvel Universe, but at the same time it’s not about Iron Man. And I’m allowed to wander off and grow this cosmic garden and make wonderful things out of it because I can do that without stepping on too many toes. We’re operating on such a big scale that it’s almost like when particle physicists reveal that actually the universe is a hologram and all the information of our lives is encoded on the outer walls of spacetime, or whatever it is this week. It’s great, and it blows your mind, and it’s wonderful to know that human beings are able to come together and explore this territory… but it doesn’t pay your bills or fix your car, at least not in a way you can immediately see. So, yeah, we now have an idea that Marvel’s multiversal history is much bigger and broader than we thought – but at the same time, that’s not likely to pop up in a Daredevil story. -- Al Ewing
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*blinks blearily* I've spent the last week and a half mainlining Suspicious Partner, despite the fact it started to go downhill about half-way through. ( Spoilers ) Overall, I finished because I'd watch Ji Chang Wook to hell and back, apparently, and the supporting cast was fun, but it's not one I'd particularly recommend.
Also watching: Goblin and Moonlight Drawn by Clouds (rewatches), and Chief Kim (on-going).
Not sure what I'm going to watch next on my own; maybe Secret Garden, since I hear it has body swaps, and wikipedia tells me it stars Empress Ki herself. Maybe something else. La la la...
Nada. Latest stand-up comedians are Hannah Gadsby and DeAnne Smith. The latter sometimes veers outside my comfort zone, but otoh, she has some great stuff, like this.
I'm two-thirds of the way through Y. Euny Hong's Kept, but then I was out and only had my Kindle with me, so I started In Other Worlds (Sarah Rees Brennan), and now I have little inclination to go back and finish Kept. Oops. (But I will. Eventually.)
James Clapper isn’t exactly my favorite appointee of the Obama era. But I still perk up when someone of his background and experience talks like this, as reported by Julian Borger at The Guardian. After Donald Trump’s incredibly discreditable performance in Phoenix Tuesday night, Clapper, former director of national intelligence for a little more than six years under Obama, challenged Trump’s “fitness to be in this office,” and said it’s “pretty damn scary” that he has access to the nation’s nuclear codes:
Once a president has verified his identity with a code kept constantly on his person or nearby, the military chain of command has no power to block his launch orders. [...]
[Clapper said]: If “in a fit of pique [Trump] decides to do something about Kim Jong-un, there’s actually very little to stop him. The whole system is built to ensure rapid response if necessary. So there’s very little in the way of controls over exercising a nuclear option, which is pretty damn scary.”
Clapper did not mention Richard Nixon, who was involved in a tense stand-off with North Korea in 1969, after the regime shot down a US spy plane. Nixon is reported to have gotten drunk and ordered a tactical nuclear strike, which was only averted by his national security adviser, Henry Kissinger.
Nixon’s biographers Anthony Summers and Robbyn Swan quoted a top CIA official, George Carver, as saying: “The joint chiefs were alerted and asked to recommend targets, but Kissinger got on the phone to them. They agreed not to do anything until Nixon sobered up in the morning.”
One problem. Trump doesn’t get drunk. He’s inebriated every minute of the day and night by the power he now wields. How do you warn people to refuse to follow orders from a man who never “sobers up.” If the Senate Judiciary Committee releases a transcript of the 10 hours of testimony from Glenn Simpson—who helped compile the dossier containing allegations of Trump-Russia collusion—Trump’s recklessness may involve more than just his big, stupid, lying mouth. He might cut and run, as he has done in the past. Or he might act out.
However, although I don’t have the exact quote, another top former intelligence official I don’t care for, R. James Woolsey, said in an interview Wednesday with CNN’s Don Lemon that people in 1961 had more reason to be concerned with whether John Kennedy had the wherewithal to deal with the Russians than should be concerned about Trump’s ability in the foreign policy sphere. Wow.• An Activists’ Calendar of Resistance Events • Indivisible’s list of Resistance Events & Groups
“The children start school now in August. They say it has to do with air-conditioning, but I know sadism when I see it.” ~Rick Bragg, My Southern Journey: True Stories from the Heart of the South (2015)
This weird meme that nobody cared about Confederate statues before Trump shows how little mind people pay to black folks' opinions— Vann R. Newkirk II (@fivefifths) August 23, 2017
At on this date in 2004—Dole a hypocrite:
Josh Marshall applies the smackdown to Bob Dole, so I don't have to:
Today Bob Dole suggested that one or more of John Kerry's Purple Hearts may have been fraudulent in some way because they were for "superficial wounds."
Dole knows better.
In a 1988 campaign-trail autobiography, here's how Dole described the incident that earned him his first Purple Heart: "As we approached the enemy, there was a brief exchange of gunfire. I took a grenade in hand, pulled the pin, and tossed it in the direction of the farmhouse. It wasn't a very good pitch (remember, I was used to catching passes, not throwing them). In the darkness, the grenade must have struck a tree and bounced off. It exploded nearby, sending a sliver of metal into my leg—the sort of injury the Army patched up with Mercurochrome and a Purple Heart."
On today’s Kagro in the Morning show, we continue with the origin stories of the so-called “alt-right,” their money man Regnery, the meteoric rises and falls of some of their leading insta-celebs, and a reminder that this might just be our future. I mean, who else is left in the Republican Party?x Embedded Content
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Daily Kos Elections' project to calculate the 2016 presidential results for every state legislative seat in the nation hits Missouri, a former swing state where the GOP is now firmly in control. You can find our master list of states here, which we'll be updating as we add new data sets; you can also find all of our calculations from 2016 and past cycles here.
While swingy Missouri backed the winning presidential candidate in every election from 1960 to 2004, Democrats picked up the state House in 1948 and the Senate in 1954, and they held both chambers for decades. But things began to change in 1992, when voters passed a term-limits law that gradually forced longtime rural Democrats out of office. The GOP took the Senate in 2000 and the House two years later, and Republic Eric Greitens' victory in last year's governor's race gave Team Red full control of the state government. The GOP holds a 117 to 46 supermajority in the House (Daily Kos Elections assigns vacant seats to the party that last held them) and an even larger 25 to nine edge in the Senate.
It certainly doesn't help Democrats that Missouri has swerved hard to the right in recent years. In 2008, John McCain defeated Barack Obama 49.4-49.2, his only win in a seriously contested state, and the first time ever that a Democratic presidential nominee had won the White House while losing Missouri. Four years later, the Obama campaign focused its efforts elsewhere, and Mitt Romney won 54-44. In 2016, Donald Trump beat Hillary Clinton 56-38. Trump carried 120 of the 163 House seats and 25 of the 34 Senate districts.
We'll start with a look at the House, which is up every two years. Even though Trump's margin of victory was considerably larger than Romney's, the two carried the same counties, so it's not a surprise that few state House seats switched sides. Trump ended up losing two Romney seats while picking up two Obama districts. The only large shift in this group was HD-10, which is located in Buchanan County north of Kansas City. This seat went from 50-47 Obama to 53-39 Trump, but Democrat Pat Conway won his fourth and final term without any opposition.
The other Obama/Trump seat, HD-29 in the Kansas City area, is held by Democrat Rory Rowland. The seat drifted from 50-48 Obama to 47.4-47.1 Trump, but Rowland also had no opposition. The two Romney/Clinton seats, which were close in both presidential races, are held by Republicans.
In addition to Conway and Rowland, just three Democrats hold Trump seats. The reddest is HD-118, located south of St. Louis. The seat swung from 55-43 Romney to a punishing 71-25 Trump, but Democrat Ben Harris also won his fourth and final term without opposition. HD-21 in the Kansas City area went from 50-48 Romney to 51-42 Trump, but Democrat Ira Anders won his final term 58-42. Mark Ellebracht managed to win his first term 51-46 last year after two very close losses even as his Clay County went from 50-48 Romney to 50-43 Trump. The two Romney/Clinton seats are the only Clinton seats in GOP hands.
The Arizona Republican Party wants you to know that despite the spectacle of Donald Trump jetting into Phoenix to defend Confederate monuments (and a few other things), the party is super-duper committed to diversity. Sort of. But since they couldn't find many pictures of Arizona Republicans who are not lily white and continually pissed off, they had to improvise when it came time to find pictures of such diversity for their website.
They improvised a little too hard, however, when they cut-and-pasted a publicity photo for a 1994 sitcom to depict their "Asian American" support.The cast photograph of “All-American Girl” is prominently featured on the Arizona Republican Party’s official website with the caption “Asian Americans,” and sits on a page declaring that the political party will never “demand special rights for certain races, push policies that favor members of one group over another, or single out certain ethnic or social groups with the promise of special favors or political privileges.”
The star of All-American Girl was none other than actress and comedian Margaret Cho, whose disgust and distain for Republicans has been incandescent over this last decade. Not only does she not support the Arizona Republican Party, she responded by politely suggesting the party deserves "a dodgeball to the face."
The party has now deleted the page.
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I am grateful for and love evening walks. I took a walk around the blocks, listening to my music on my iPod, experiencing things like "oh, this is how i feel after two weeks of little exercise" huh.
I am grateful for and love my clients. My clients are precious people. They deserve to have truth and honesty.
I am grateful for and love Minnesota. I love the seasons we have here, all of them, even winter. Each season has its place. Each weather event has its place. Life rolls ever on, you can love and enjoy it, or hate and complain about it. It's your choice.
I am grateful for and love cool warm evenings. Tonight I took that walk, and wore my Chacos which was nice, to wear some supportive shoes that fit my feet.
I had a great day. I got kitten cuddles. I got a nap. I had a client at work. I got off work early. I learned some new things.
We had a trial run this morning for how things will work in the fall, once school starts, because Cordelia had to catch a city bus at 7 a.m. in order to be at Skyline for an 8 a.m. orientation. I'm pretty sure I only got through it because I woke at 2:30 and took my thyroid medicine. If I don't wake to take it, I have to wait an hour and a half before I can eat or have my morning tea/coffee. Which would mean eating right at the point that I can actually go back to bed.
I have no idea how I'm going to make it through that time without sugar and caffeine. Scott has asked me not to discuss it because it upsets Cordelia to think that she's making things hard for me. I kind of want to snarl at him because that doesn't actually help me at all.
I'm kind of thinking that what ought to happen is for Scott to be the one to make Cordelia's breakfast since he'll be getting up at the same time she does. I'm not convinced that I need to be up to do that just so that he can sit on the couch and watch TV with her. (She needs the whole hour and a half to spin up and be functional. If someone doesn't put food in front of her, she won't eat.) I guess we'll see.
After Cordelia got on the bus, I took a walk. I walked very slowly for about an hour and a half. Then I went home and tried to get some things done. At about 10:30, I tried to nap, but I kept getting texts and phone calls. I did sleep some because I had kind of gripping dreams in between the texts. I figure I'm tired if I manage to out and out dream in a ten minute nap between text messages.
I need to find some space for myself in the next few days so that I can finish the fic that's due in early September. The problem is that I can't write it while Cordelia's home, so I may not actually have much time. She's volunteering most of next week, so maybe I'll have time then, but I also have doctor appointments in there and a bunch of other things that need doing while she's not at home. I don't know. I have 6000 words of story and something that would be an ending for any other exchange. I just haven't gotten what I need for this.
I'd normally ask Scott to get Cordelia out of the house, but I don't see that happening between now and the due date. There's just no way to make it work.