“If you understand something in only one way, then you don't really
understand it at all. The secret of what anything means to us depends on
how we've connected it to all other things we know. Well-connected
representations let you turn ideas around in your mind, to envision things
from many perspectives until you find one that works for you. And that's
what we mean by thinking!”

-Marvin Minsky

Awesome Awesome awesome!

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26514708/

Now if we can just find a few barsoomians... ;)

Clearing Mind Chatter
http://unclutterer.com/2008/08/14/clearing-mind-chatter/

:)

Most diets fail because we are still thinking and eating like people. For those us who have never had any success dieting. Well now there is the new Miracle Cat Diet! Except for cats that eat like people - such as getting lots of table scraps - most cats are long and lean (or tiny and petite). the Cat Miracle Diet will help you achieve the same lean, svelte figure. Just follow this diet for one week and you'll find that you not only look and feel better, but you will have a whole new outlook on what constitutes food. Good Luck!


Day One

Breakfast:
Open can of expensive gourmet cat food. Any flavour as long as it cost more the .75 per can - and place 1/4 cup on your plate. Eat 1 bite of food; look around room disdainfully. Knock the rest on the floor. Stare at the wall for awhile before stalking off into the other room.

Lunch:
Four blades of grass and one lizard tail. Throw it back up on the cleanest carpet in your house.

Dinner:
Catch a moth and play with it until it is almost dead. Eat one wing. Leave the rest to die.

Bedtime snack:
Steal one green bean from your spouse's or partner's plate. Bat it around the floor until it goes under the refrigerator. Steal one small piece of chicken and eat half of it. Leave the other half on the sofa. Throw out the remaining gourmet cat food from the can you opened this morning.

Day Two

Breakfast:
Picking up the remaining chicken bite from the sofa. Knock it onto the carpet and bat it under the television set. Chew on the corner of the newspaper as your spouse/partner tries to read it.

Lunch:
Break into the fresh French bread that you bought as your part of the dinner party on Saturday. Lick the top of it all over. Take one bite out of the middle of the loaf.

Afternoon snack:
Catch a large beetle and bring it into the house. Play toss and catch with it until it is mushy and half dead. Allow it to escape under the bed.

Dinner:
Open a fresh can of dark-coloured gourmet cat food - tuna or beef works well. Eat it voraciously. Walk from your kitchen to the edge of the living room rug. Promptly throw up on the rug. Step into it as you leave. Track footprints across the entire room.

Day Three

Breakfast:
Drink part of the milk from your spouse's or partner's cereal bowl when no one is looking. Splatter part of it on the closest polished aluminium appliance you can find.

Lunch:
Catch a small bird and bring it into the house. Play with on top of your down filled comforter. Make sure the bird is seriously injured but not dead before you abandon it for someone else to have to deal with.

Dinner:
Beg and cry until you are given some ice cream or milk in a bowl of your own. Take three licks/laps and then turn the bowl over on the floor.

Final Day

Breakfast:
Eat 6 bugs, any type, being sure to leave a collection of legs, wings, antennae on the bathroom floor. Drink lots of water. Throw the bugs and all of the water up on your spouse's or partner's pillow.

Lunch:
Remove the chicken skin from last night's chicken-to-go leftovers your spouse or partner placed in the trash can. Drag the skin across the floor several times. Chew it in a corner and then abandon.

Dinner:
Open another can of expensive gourmet cat food. Select a flavour that is especially runny, like Chicken and Giblets in Gravy. Lick off all the gravy and leave the actual meat to dry and get hard.

Caught the tail end of the olympic opening ceremony. Boy, that was flair. Beautifully done. Artistically done. Where, as I recall, Italy's was a bit garish and ... indescribable... this one seemed to draw together history and current times in a really awesome panorama. The fireworks were WOW!

Good job. Fantastic light show. And I do think, ultimately, it caught the spirit of what it's supposed to be about. More, its the first time I felt enthusiastic about the Olympics in a long time. I still hate that they've limited broadcasting to a few companies, but what the hell. At least someone is filming.

I also caught a bit of women's soccer. Back and forth. I was reminded why I didn't watch it a lot. It's tense, but when the players are so good, the goals are few and far between. LOL!

I just had to note it for someday.

My sister had a baby girl, healthy and delightful. Her first name starts with Q!

:)

Right at this very moment, I'd vote for Paris Hilton.

See Paris Hilton Responds to McCain Ad and more funny videos on FunnyOrDie.com

And a follow up. ;)

http://arstechnica.com/news.ars/post/20080805-nasa-shoots-down-mars-rumors-were-not-sure-what-weve-got.html

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On the first go around they found all sorts of wonderful nutrients for life. The second go around they found salts associated with rockets.

Uhm.

Now they're thinking they have to test again.

But I gotta say I'm thinking NASA is having a duh moment. Of course there is rocket salts going on with their robot on the ground.

Next they'll find oil in the topsoil from an oil leak...

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080805/ap_on_sc/phoenix_mars

So. 42 years.

42


42.

Mom's coming up for a bit, then I'm going to mom's then coming back. For my birthday I bought a folding table for the paintings, since I had to use the other table for other projects. It's a bigger, better table, so actually, it works out.

42.

My dishes are done. My laundry is completely done for the first since the middle of last year. All the blankets. All the stuff. Done.

My closet is technically done, but I do need to clear out some of the drawers. It has also been more than a year since that's been clean. Pugsly yowled to me about it though. All his soft spaces were gone. One of the hazards. He hasn't been sleeping in that closet in months anyway. He now prefers couches that have been covered with sheets. As does Wilbert. Though he hasn't been, because he got in trouble for biting and pushing dominance games on Pugsly. He's repentant, but he doesn't nap beside me like he used to. He has, however, been napping on me, so maybe it all balances out.

42.

Frankly, I don't know what to make of it. I don't really feel any different, except in the sense that I am still... *still* recovering from that bout with the flu.

Still.

Grouse.

On the other hand, I had pizza this weekend and was fine. I'm just a bit more circumspect about what I'm having.

42.

I feel better on the whole though and am glad to finally, after a few years, have a real vacation. Guilt free. Just the days and me. Vacation.

It's been restful, for which I've been truly grateful.

Next week I'll set up the course for GE 101 and start setting up for the Computer Classes.

I bless the journey. I bless the journey. I bless the journey.

42

I've been waiting for the media to point this out, but as they haven't, I'll just make a note of it here.

I noticed that, as soon as Congress included limitations on certain speculators in one of their new bills, that suddenly the gas and oil prices started dropping. As did the outrageous bout of speculation.

About dang time.

But I just thought I would note it for myself.

Of course there were also other things impacting. Demand decreased, the stockpile increased, the congress threatened to drill oil. And people got motivated to find other resources.

But it wasn't until the speculators were included in that bill that it really dropped.

Sort of a "look we can monitor ourself," moment. Hah.

Should have done it sooner, if they didn't want any attention. But greed does bite itself in the butt sometimes.

This wasn't my best week.

LJ cut to spare the sensitivities. No, you really don't need to know. But I thought I'd write it anyway.

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This was so worth watching. Baby puppies being sung to sleep.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCnAjel02lM

Some paintings I did for the desktop, miniaturized, because my internet is being wonky and doesn't like the large files right now.

Under the cut, of course. :)

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Article: The Lawnmower Men

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB121642309337666613.html?mod=djemEditorialPage

Talk about a power grab.

Some art I've been doing.

As a side note, while photoshoping I had a great idea for Professor Bob. Heh. I just have to get around to drawing it now.

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At least I'm not sniffling now. I woke up this morning at 4am, sniffling and crabby and not quite knowing why I was awake. Yet I'd had enough sleep to not go back to sleep for awhile. As I was still sniffly and crabby when I went back to bed, I medicated. Then slept for five more hours. Dreamt this crazy cat litter dream, which I've written about, but won't share because in the end it was personal. Though I did realize I was clearing out the crap of my consciousness and doing it effectively, which was kind of cool. 

It's supposed to rain at some point. I've put out the tomato plants, which have lingered indoors and are struggling. I figure, they'll do better outside, even if it does.

I've fed and watered everybody, plant and pet, except myself.  I may make a sugar run this afternoon, depending on where my consciousness is.

I'm a bit weary. I was going to say there was no reason for it, but I just remembered the dream. I mean, I worked hard.