Crap, not I'm totally unsure whether I should do the wombat genetic engineering I was planning to do tonight.

But if you don't do the wombat genetic engineering tonight, how do you know if you wouldn't have not done it anyway?

I'm going to be without internet access for at least two days.

I'll be without internet access for almost four. Unless you count me checking my e-mail on my cell, which I won't be able to do most of the time because there aren't any towers near where my parents live.

I'm sure it will be refreshing and good for me. Like detox.

My post from tomorrow:

Where are all you people? Why am I the only one at work?

Online IQ test gave me 97 once. That's some *bull*shit.

sorry, flea!

okay, retarded cooking question...I'm making pecan pie with a flour crust. Do I bake the crust first or just pour the pecan stuff in? The recipe doesn't say and Ellie is pouring flour on the floor as I speak (so no time to really research).

From a William Gibson interview:

You made your name as a science-fiction writer, but in your last two novels you've moved squarely into the present. Have you lost interest in the future?

It has to do with the nature of the present. If one had gone to talk to a publisher in 1977 with a scenario for a science-fiction novel that was in effect the scenario for the year 2007, nobody would buy anything like it. It's too complex, with too many huge sci-fi tropes: global warming; the lethal, sexually transmitted immune-system disease; the United States, attacked by crazy terrorists, invading the wrong country. Any one of these would have been more than adequate for a science-fiction novel. But if you suggested doing them all and presenting that as an imaginary future, they'd not only show you the door, they'd probably call security.

Heh.

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If it doesn't tell you to bake it first (I mean, it gives you crust instructions but doesn't mention prebaking) then you should be good to bake the whole thing all at once.

They bake together in the oven.

We are brining the Turkey this year. Will it make the gravy salty?

I'm bringing the cheesy potato bomb to Thanksgiving. I've already got my stick of butter.

Every time I've taken an online IQ test, I've ended up about ten points below my "official" IQ from when I was tested as a 7-year-old.

For unrelated reasons, I'd been worried that I was losing some mental sharpness the past few years. I was relieved recently when I read a work of military history I'd first tried back in 2003 and found hopelessly confusing, because this time around it was easy and straightforward. So my four years of teaching myself about Napoleonic-era combat actually taught me something. I may be busy and I may be tired, but at least I can still master complex topics if I set my mind to it.

It's like those kids who prepare such sophisticated ways for cheating on exams, and sometimes, they're so original and brilliant in facing these obstacles, they can either learn the material in a much smaller effort, or actually learn it through those preparations already and end up not needing them.

I had a high school classmate who'd make cheat sheets by writing in tiny print on unlined white paper, then taping it around a cheap white-barreled pen. When the teacher walked by, she'd clasp both hands around the pen and hold it under her chin in a thoughtful pose. She never got caught, but she spent more time making her cheat sheets than I ever did studying.