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My blogging future is here, or, um, there

So I’ve been trying to think in terms of blogging focus and what not, and what I wanted to do moving forward, and how to work it what with the school time demands and all, and, well.

We’re moving!

Still WordPress, mind you, but new digs to mark the new beginning new focus: Jackanapery. I made up that word, and  I’m ridiculously proud of it (and amused by it). It’s going to more tightly focus on skepticism and questioning and all that. It’s going to be me being a bit more of an activist for rationality and all that jazz. It’s going to be far less of the “oh, look, I saw a pretzel today” kind of posts.

Probably won’t manage daily posts, but I’m committing myself to at least 3 a week. If you currrently are subscribed to me (through email, WordPress, Google Reader, whatever) I hope you’ll follow me over there and subscribe to the new digs. I think it will be fun.

Also: if anyone has ideas for a proper banner, this visual arts impaired dork would appreciate help.

Also: kinda thinking of doing a Tumblr blog just for short geeky fun posts as a side thing. Stay tuned (on Jackanapery)! In the meantime, enjoy the first post.

It’s always the worst of times

So John Robbins is coming to Tucson in October. He’s someone I’ve had a guarded respect for, a promoter of compassion (always a good thing). But this quote on the flier really bugs the heck out of me:

“We can face the disease and pain of our times and respond with vitality, compassion, and wisdom.”

I mean, he gets points for the Oxford comma, but…oh, where to begin.

I agree with the sentiment, in terms of how to respond to the world. Vitality, compassion, and wisdom are lovely ideas, if a bit hazy. No, it’s that first part that bugs me: “the disease and pain of our times.”

It sound awfully like one of those “we live in a bad, bad time” things. We humans are good at that. Every era, it seems, has felt it was on the precipice of horror and nightmare and burning puppies. You see it in religion — Christianity with its idea that we’re on the downward slide to Armageddon; ditto Islam; the idea of cycles of time in many Eastern traditions, and boy are we in the worst part of the cycle.

Today you hear it with things like this: there’s more war. More disease. We’re sicker. We’re meaner and less wise.

Bull. War is at a low point in human history, and fewer people die because of violence, per capita, than at any point in history, so far as we can tell. We’ve beaten back many diseases and are finding answers to others. Around the world, more people live longer and healthier lives than ever before. There’s no evidence that we’ve gotten meaner and nastier, either.

All those negative ideas come from an inability to really look at the big picture. We are good with one on one stuff, so we see individual exchanges on the internet, say, and decide people are bigger assholes than they were back in the old days. We see cancer on the news and decide that we’re sicker than ever before. We see wars on the news and think we’re in a dangerous spiral of violence unprecedented in human history (really, we’re just better informed about the fewer, and smaller, conflicts that exist now, compared to the past).

There’s certainly disease and pain. There always is. And “our times” have their unique bits of that. But mostly it’s the same old story — good and bad. Opportunity and obstacle. We show wisdom, and we show folly. We show compassion, and we are callous. We are many people, so we are many things. Even individuals are many things.

Pie in the Sky thinking doesn’t help us; neither does Negative Nelly thinking. Things aren’t as bad as they may seem, and they aren’t made better by adding imaginary ills to the list. The solution to our problems rests not only in a careful assessment of our ills, but of our strengths, too. It’s sad that we have such a hard time seeing those.

Gary Numan and Tubeway Army, “Are Friends Electric?”

I’ve apparently done something frightful to my right wrist (yes, yes, make your jokes), so today you get music:

The internet is sometimes just voices babbling over each other

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Oy. There’s days I shouldn’t keep up with the blogosphere. When the wee little shitstorms get going, say. I have learned to just Not. Even. Go. There. Life is finite. Getting involved in the latest tiff of the moment is so far down on my list of Good Things To Do To Waste Some Time that I think death, Syphilis, and Jackass movies come before it.

So: more clouds!

It was a pretty day today — a bit cooler, and a bit wild feeling with attempts at monsoonness happening all day — not really rain, but clouds and wind and such. Biking west was a bit of chore, let me tell you, into the wind and all that.

(bonus: free thumb in the picture!)

Caption the MiniGregory

Caption Me!

It was a day folks. Inanimate objects tryin’ to kill me, a bum shoulder still buggin’ me, allergies kickin’ my ass. AND I was forced to listen to endless rounds of horrible 70s folk music. Let me tell you, Song Writer Person, a tree is NOT “what a seed contains,” you ignorant medieval dope. Jesus, learn some frackin’ science, will ya?

So, anyway, here’s a photo of your author, rather younger, being…inexplicable. So caption away. I dare you.

Caption Me!

Hey, I was watching Harry Potter

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So you’ll have to wait for a real post. Tomorrow, I promise. Honest. In the meantime, have some pretty trees:

P.S. Deathly Hallows Pt 1 — loved it. Yay for Harry Potter, and boo to the evil Helena Bonham Carter for killing the nice elf. Bad Helena Bonham Carter, bad!

P.P.S Gregory <== fanboy, and not at all apologetic about it.

What I’ve Learned: Screw “The Zone”

So yesterday was my scheduled day for the strength exercise stuff I’ve been doing, but I put it off until today because I was a)tired, b)allergy-ridden, and c)in all fairness, I did do a ton of biking, which worked out to a nice bit of exercise. So today I do my thing, go to work, come home. It’s hot, I’m allergy-ridden, I just want to collapse. The last thing — the absolute last thing, as in I’d watch Fox News before doing it — I wanted to do was exercise.

Know what? I did. And it was HAWSEOME.

Which, really, happens a lot. I don’t want to, my body is yelping don’t oh god no, and I do it, and at first it sucks a bit, and then…hawesomeness. By the time I was done, I felt so much better, even if my eyes were still trying to burn themselves out of my head, and even if my sinuses feel like they are filled with super sharp dried snot. I was relaxed, felt good, and got further enjoyment from the post-exercise rituals (ie, the shower! With a cold cycle, because it’s starting to get hot these parts, and my apartment is a bit toasty).

And no exercise high, no “zone,” just the good feeling of working the muscles, getting lathered up, and pushing myself a bit. I think I get lost in the idea of that “zone,” where everything is hyperperfectwonderful, and it mostly doesn’t exist. It’s these days where it’s worth it, where it took some effort. Where, yeah, let’s be honest, you get to bask not only in the glow of exercise, but in the moment of smugness that you actually did it.

I ain’t got nothing, so…horsies!

What the title sez.

Horsies horsies horsies

Horsies horsies horsies

Party

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So I am at a party. This is your post. Enjoy it in good health.

(Oh, fine, Gregory says three hours later, the phone app only posted it as draft. Here it is for real. It was a fun party, met some Very Nice Folks, dontchyaknow).

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