Look at you people, chatting while I was working the recumbent bike or whining internally that the country potatoes weren't offered this morning.

I was wondering where you were.

I need to go to work soon.
(That was unrelated to the previous sentence.)

Hee
(Totally related)

I was wondering where you were.

Sweating, sweating, sweating.

Ain't it always the way?

This outrages me WAY more than hu-ha.

That's just bizarre. And lame.

I just cheerfully yelled at someone and by the time I hung up, had them agreeing with me.

However, it appears no one has any idea when my a/c will be fixed. They just fired one a/c guy and there are 3 units ahead of mine (I presume medically necessary, but who knows with these people.) headdesk

I swear, even when you have to give a customer bad news or say you don't know, it is much much better if you promptly do it. Utter and complete silence can mean a variety of things, including that they have been forgotten. And that's one thing they are going to hate and is going to make them the most pissed off. It isn't hard to return phone calls.

Also, if they even have the NERVE to bitch about not being able to get into my apartment, I'm ripping them a new one. 1) They have a key to the deadbolt. If they don't, they need to give me a new lock because they lost it. 2) If they'd let me know when they might possibly be there, I can make arrangements. Dead silence does not help.

off to peruse real estate.

I suppose I should be proud that my son got my love of rocking & rolling all night and sleeping late every day.

The first thing I thought when I saw that dancing-in-his-chair picture was that he definitely seems like he has a thing for music, like his dad. I guess it's a little harder to think that on 1am, though.

Changing perceptions, overturning preconceived notions. What's not to love?

I am totally there with you. One of the classes I loved best in my BA was the Thermodynamics andd Statistical Mechanics class, because it did just that - I could nealry feel the wheels in my brain shaking themselves and moaning as they tried to go to different directions than they were used to. That was awesome.

everything about that class sounds just wonderful

We're reading The Mangle of Practice by Pickering now, and it's absolutely fascinating. I also loved Leviathan and the Air-Pump, by Shapin & Schaffer. It's doing the exact same thing that you mentioned - changing the ways of thinking. The taken-for-granted things suddenly aren't.

"Personally, if something is meant for my 'hu-ha,' I don't think I'm going to put it on my eyes."

I just had to see this again. Although I prefer the medical term "coochiesnorcher".

Cutiepie Abe!

I, too, want it to be Friday. Because that's when I leave for Berlin! t does happy dance

Sweetieface Abe! Cor, how old is he? I forget.

I just got spam for something wit the "misleading" text as follows:

in 1820 in 1842 Shannon Elisabeth Maps
Buffy the Vampire Slayer Television

It's pretty good -- Shannon Elisabeth "does" krav, and was in that movie with Alyson Hannigan who was Willow on Buffy. Not sure what 1820 or 1842 have to do with the price of tea in China, but hitting krav and Buffy makes it feel like this spam is really meant for me.

I probably should have checked to see what they were selling before I deleted it.

The first thing I thought when I saw that dancing-in-his-chair picture was that he definitely seems like he has a thing for music, like his dad. I guess it's a little harder to think that on 1am, though.

Oh, he loves music. It took lots of singing to get him to sleep last night (I'm remember "I'm So Tired," "'Til I Die," and "That Lucky Old Sun").

I am totally there with you. One of the classes I loved best in my BA was the Thermodynamics andd Statistical Mechanics class, because it did just that - I could nealry feel the wheels in my brain shaking themselves and moaning as they tried to go to different directions than they were used to. That was awesome.

Yeah! In the true meaning of "awesome."

We're reading The Mangle of Practice by Pickering now, and it's absolutely fascinating. I also loved Leviathan and the Air-Pump, by Shapin & Schaffer. It's doing the exact same thing that you mentioned - changing the ways of thinking. The taken-for-granted things suddenly aren't.

You've completely lost me with the specific references, but that's one of the things I love most about philosophy: the short sharp shock. I'm almost finished with Thomas De Zengotita's "Mediated" right now, which is a fairly brilliant Wittgensteinian examination of how ubiquitous repensentation in modern life is subtly (and not-so-subtly) changing the way that people perceive the world about them, although it's a bit thin on real data (which is also fairly Wittgensteinian, I suppose). It's such a short sharp shock. I've thought some of these things before since I had my first Heidegger head-smack all those years ago, but De Zengotita brings it all back home. Well, mostly. His theory is unfortunately flabby in some aspects (especially when he starts sounding like Seinfeld bitching about relatively value-less things), and the book is, somewhat appropriately but somewhat annoyingly, written in a chatty all-about-the-author tone. Anyway: it's definitely interesting stuff.

Sweetieface Abe! Cor, how old is he? I forget.

Three months yesterday! Hard to believe. How old is Emma? I looked at some supercute pics yesterday, but you'd posted them a while back, so I didn't mention it.

Although I prefer the medical term "coochiesnorcher".

It entertains me that I am sitting here puzzling over what snorch could possibly mean.