'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I've finally realized that I learn best aurally. Which is why I have the crazy song memorization skill, as well as being able to work out harmonies by ear easier than on paper. It means I retain books on tape lectures and such, too.
Yep, that's me too.
Scrappy, it wasn't Natter and it wasn't you. So never mind. I am the addled one.
I'm not a visual learner, something that's given me all kinds of problems when trying to learn dance steps and the like. I struggle terribly whenever I have to watch a sequence of motions and try to replicate it. Tell me what to do, and, even better, tell me what it should *feel* like, and I can do it.
But the thing about writing, at least the sort of stories my muse keeps handing to me, is I keep having to fake being good at things I actually suck at--at least faking it well enough to enter the POV of people whose brains do things mine can't. Like for my WIP, it's not just little things like pretending I can play chess or speak French or know what it feels like to have my nose broken. I'm having to invent my own battles and hopefully make them sound like they're the product of sound strategy and tactics by intelligent, visually gifted generals, f'rex.
Since last I posted, I went to the comic shop, and the weather couldn't decide whether it wanted to rain or snow, but no matter, because it still got me completely wet.
Then I got back to the office and noticed the fax machine had a paper jam. We had to basically disassemble the stupid, hulking machine and get covered in toner to clear the jam, and of course, all it wanted to print was some fax spam.
Has anyone posted this comic about Quantum Fetish Mechanics to the board yet? I know we've at least discussed the underlying concept...
Famous Family Aural Learner Story:
My Mother and Grandmother tutored a kid who was looking at the distinct possibility at a third trip through eighth grade. He was having temper problems and was basically considered retarded (with all the baggage that included in a tiny inbred town thirty years ago).
Turned out that he could not learn from reading. The input just didn't work. So they developed a procedure where he'd read his text books or notes into a tape recorder, go outside and play with me for an hour, and then come in and play back the tape.
He graduated High School in the top 10% of his class and went on to be a big success (not just financially, a truly happy man). To this day he or his secretary reads material onto tapes and he plays them back.
Stabbity Stab Stab. Stab.
moves away from Brenda on the group W bench.
There are some GREAT pictures in the Library of Congress' flickr stream. Aircraft aluminum recycling campaign. Machining those parts.
I worked a summer job at this plant, Douglas Aircraft in Long Beach, in 1986. I didn't dress nearly as nicely.
t eta There are some Tule Lake photos , too.