I’ve been spending a ton of time working on my Spanish lately over at DuoLingo, and I must say, I really miss German. My Spanish is still appalling, but it’s slowly getting better. I was going to title the poat en Espanol, but it translates to something like muscular lunes de motivación, which lacks all of the usual MMM alliterative charm. Oh well, I’m going to keep working at that and eventually get back to chemistry. I’ve exhausted all of what Khan Academy has on chemistry at the moment, so I’m down to just books and static web pages at this point.
Book-wise, I’m about 2/3rds of the way through a bit of pop science journalism on DIY biology called BioPunk, after which I’m planning to move on to Nassim Taleb’s newest book Antifragile, which I’m really looking forward to. Why do I do this? I honestly don’t know. I can barely stand to read or watch fiction anymore, and the real world is presently in a state where watching too closely is stressful and naught else. Learning useful things, lifting, and cooking are about all I even remotely enjoy these days as pastimes. Most of my non-fake innernet friends are leftarded anymore, and the one that isn’t is a frequently-obnoxious misanthrope, so I’ve pretty much got my wife and you guys.
Okay, enough introspection. Picture time. How ’bout we start with a nice snatch? Read More…
I have an idea for all of our politicians on the Hill that want to enact gun laws that only punish the innocent. Since I have no faith in the “you have to vote for the bill, to see what’s in it” crowd, I’ll also be happy to share with folks in all of the flyover redneck states that somehow manage to balance their budgets.
And since we have an Attorney General that has never seen a constitution that cannot be interpreted politically — would have to be up to individual State’s Attorneys and state legislators.
Force cities with high gun crime rates to enforce the gun laws already on the books and go after the criminals that commit 99.99% of gun crime.
Today is Monday, December 10, 2012. There are only 1502 days remaining in 0bama’s reign of terror.
Is that a reason for optimism? Maybe. This current nightmare will end. I don’t know what will happen between now and then, but I do know that this will end. Someday in the far future, children will ask those of us who lived through it what it was like, much as we might ask our respective elders about WW2, the Cold War, or Beatlemania. Remember these days so their lesson cannot be forgotten.
Pray if you pray, and please consider it if you don’t. We’re in for a run of Heinlein’s Bad Luck. It will be the most recorded, observed, and analyzed run of Bad Luck the world has ever known. There is the tiniest sliver of a chance that the wider world might just notice that this present crisis looks a lot like all the others that governments always cause.
Failing that, there’s always colonizing Venus with bigass zeppelins.
Welcome to the last day of the work week and our treasured Big Boob Friday. I never did hear from MJ as to WHY the hell he didn’t have BBF ready, so I’ve thown this together.
Music… something goes here about music… let’s see… how am I feeling about the party of elephants lately? Oh, yes; right.
Sandra Fluke, the woman at the center of a media firestorm earlier this year after Rush Limbaugh called her a “slut,” spoke Saturday in front of about 10 people at the Sak ‘N Save in north Reno.
