Qtips in my house.

What's not to like?

The whole Cracked description of Jackson was pretty badass.

AJ had spiky hair: [link]

Did you read the rest? They're all pretty entertaining.

motion control shoes are the opposite of stability shoes, right? I mean, I can't remember the running lingo anymore.

No, they're the same.

It's possible, of course, that I'm full of shit.

It's possible that I'm seeing things through a runner's lens, as well, which distorts the heck out of things.

Seriously. He is very larger than life. And a number of those duels were over people giving the stink-eye to his wife, who was (divorced? unmarried mother?) Can't remember her specifics.

motion control shoes are the opposite of stability shoes, right? I mean, I can't remember the running lingo anymore.

I think MC is for stability, which, as I understand it, is what overpronaters need. I imagine for runners these issues are even more important.

To give you an idea of the rarity of underpronation, Saucony's choices for rating your pronation are neutral, mild (overpronation), moderate(overpronation), extreme (overpronation). There is no underpronation.

Andrew Jackson. Mr. Genocide. But he did make the trains run on time. NO wait that was Mussolini.

Andrew Jackson did put in place some economic reforms that helped the white working class - while slaughtering Indians and promoting slavery. I would consider him a bad guy, but a white working class racist of his era would consider him a good guy, as would a white small businessman. A white banker of his era would consider him a bad guy, but the slaughtering Indians and promoting slavery part would have been considered mitigating factors.

If your characters are white, you probably need to make them reflect the attitudes of their time - meaning they will admire or dislike Jackson or both for the reasons of their time, not ours. Or you can cheat and give them modern attitudes. There were abolitionists and people who advocated treating Indians decently at the time, so it would not be a total cheat. But very rare.

I need a new drug. They ended up feeding me 18mg of dilaudid in about 4 hours last night, and I walked out of the place, caught a cab, and puttered about at home before going to sleep. The headache was mostly gone, but the goal is to knock myself out and dilaudid's just not doing it anymore.

It was interesting to watch the information flow. The nurse who removed my IV at the end of everything told me in hushed tones that I had a great tolerance. For what, I asked? Dilaudid--I'd had 6mg all at once, after all. He'd missed the previous two doses of 6.

I'm assuming there were doctors behind the scenes keeping track, but each 6mg dose seemed to be written by a different one, and I don't think any of the nurses thought I'd had more than 12mg in total.

Which means it's more than time to move on. But no specialist appointment for another week and a half.

Well, at this point it's not a matter of my characters and their attitudes--it's more that I literally can't make it through books on Jackson or the War of 1812 because it all makes me so angry. Which is partly, perhaps mostly, my own biases in action. While I don't consider the British Army of that era by any means paragons of virtue and goodness (because they demonstrably weren't), I've spent far too much time reading, researching, and writing about them to see them as Evil Other. And when my boys are Evil Other and I'm supposed to admire Mr. Trail of Tears...book meets wall.

(The deal with Jackson's wife is she had a jealous, abusive first husband, and she and Jackson mistakenly married thinking her divorce was final when it wasn't yet, which made them bigamists, which made for Big Scandal. And he loved her and defended her, and I can admire him for that.)