1) walk first
2) balance first
The people I'm doing it with are working on balance first. I find balancing somewhat unexciting (I'm sure that's a shock) so I'm working on walking first. That means that they stand on the slackline for as long as they can, and I walk on the slackline for as long as I can. We are both very impressed by each other.
(Seriously, I'm like, "wow, you can balance!" and they're like, "wow, you can walk!" It's really funny. We're disproportionately impressed by things we don't do ourselves.)
I assume that both strategies will lead to a similar result, probably in a comparable amount of time. I mean, eventually me trying to walk will improve my balance, and them trying to balance will improve their ability to walk. It seems like just a personality difference that naturally lends itself to different approaches.
It's a neat look at a world that operates just like ours, socially speaking, except that angels and demons possess people and everyone knows it. The rules of angels and demons are Supernatural-esque, taking the underground world of Supernatural hunters and making it (at least parts of it) public. The concept is illustrated by short scenes from Wes and Travis' partnership, which turns out to be just as dangerous for Wes as it is for Travis.
"In a world where the supernatural is no longer a secret, Wes is a demon just trying to do his job. Which is hard when there's hunters, other demons, angels, and an idiot partner to deal with."
Marcus: "I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair. Then I thought, 'wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair, and all the terrible things that happen to us come because we actually deserve them?' So now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe."
ETA: Apparently I get migraines! Who knew? Note to self: stop ignoring your body, it's trying to help you.
That's how she seems to see it, anyhow. It's big and red and will suck a cat down its gulllet and go back for more.
Thinking of dragons brought to mind a question I'd had before but never looked it up. For the voice of Smaug the dragon in The Hobbit films, why was Benedict Cumberbatch chosen instead of Tim Curry? Okay okay, nothing against Cumberbatch at all, but Curry's voice has been shown to terrify the piss out of people, especially childr-- oh. Ah, right, that must be it. Cinema chairs don't need anyone pissing into them. So, I'll just back away from that topic, putting my hands into my pockets as I glide away.
From the Quotation of the day mailing list, 2014-02-11:
"I operate under the principle that my computer is owned by at least three governments." -- Costin Raiu, computer security researcher
(submitted to the mailing list by Terry Labach)
Gus: "Doesn't seem like Henry to leave that there."
Shawn: "He didn't. I like to leave spare keys all around the house. He finds them and gets rid of them. It's one of our little games."
Gus: "That's messed up, Shawn."
Shawn: "Yeah, well, I wouldn't have to do it if he would just give me my own key. But he wouldn't, so I went to a locksmith and had twenty of them made. He still hasn't found the one under the welcome mat, but he found the one I buried in the garden, how hilarious is that?"
Gus: "You're going to feel bad if some robber finds a key and robs the house."
Shawn: "I might feel bad for the robber."
~1930, by nixajane
"Saturn was the largest rocket in the world, the most complex and powerful ever to fly, and remains so to this day. The fact that it was developed for a peaceful purpose is an exception to every pattern of history, and this is one of the legacies of Apollo." -- Margaret Lazarus Dean, Leaving Orbit: Notes from the Last Days of American Spaceflight, 2015
[A blessed Ramadan to everyone starting their fast today!]
"I'm convinced that most men don't know what they believe, rather, they only know what they wish to believe. How many people blame God for man's atrocities, but wouldn't dream of imprisoning a mother for her son's crime?" -- Criss Jami, Killosophy [via Goodreads]
Gregorian: 2017 May 26 -- first day of Balticon
Julian: 2017 May 13
Hebrew: 5777 Sivan 01
Islamic: 1438 Sha'ban 29 -- sunset will start 1438 Ramadan 01
Persian: 1396 Khordad 05
Indian: 1939 Jyaistha 05
Coptic: 1733 Pashons 18
I mean, okay, I was a prop and a game baby in multiple LARPs in the '89-92ish range, and I remember being at Oscars '96 and Arabian Nights '99 (the latter of which dad scrawled me a little handmade unofficial badge about halfway through the weekend because I kept participating and stuff). But Oscars 2000 was my Very First LARP in terms of being given a character ahead of time and playing the whole weekend and being old enough to actually for realsies participate.
I played actress Mallory Tyrone, who was your standard bratty coming-of-age child actress. Somewhere I have all my notes and everything --I'm pretty sure I never got rid of them. My character packet for the weekend included a list of contacts and some out-of-game mechanics stuff, and a list of goals --things to strive for! I achieved very nearly all of them, because I'm a perfectionist damnit (and also because I was eleven and my daddy was one of the game masters and I probably wasn't given anything too arduous to achieve.)
One of those goals was to get signed with an agent! Now, I-as-person already had an agent (my mom's friend Butler is the agent to all three of us kids, as declared at Oscars '96). But Mallory Tyrone had no such thing! With all the brashness and confidence I could muster, I set forth to finding such a beast! I met a very nice woman (who in real life had a couple of kids within a few years age of me and my sibs) and she agreed to represent me, and by the end of the weekend, we had hashed out a contract and everything.
In my contract, I specified a very important stipulation: While on set, I was to have pasta every night for dinner. By which I pretty much meant "some kind of pasta, possibly filled, with tomato sauce, and ideally shake-cheese on top." The dreams of eleven year olds, amIrite? Forget important things like how much money I'd make or whether I have to do topless scenes, I just wanted to make sure I had access to my favourite dinner every night.
I am now 28 years old. I have very little Mallory Tyrone left in me1. But you know what? I've eaten chicken tortellini with tomato sauce for lunch every day this week. I am not sick of it. I do not feel like I'm missing out. There's a very good chance I'll make another batch for lunches next week.
I've long since lost track of that agent, but you know what? That's okay. Katarina Whimsy can make their own dreams come true.
And it's awesome.
1: Although I still collect autographs whenever remotely possible or reasonable. And I'm still willing to be the one to ask people out --one of the goals was to have a date to the Oscars event on Saturday night, and by god if I didn't find the only boy remotely my age and stumble through the most delightfully awkward eleven year old "SO THIS IS TOTALLY JUST IN GAME, BUT WANNA BE MY DATE IN GAME?!" My brain wants to say he gave me a flower, or a kiss on the cheek, or something equally twee when we met up, but that may just be the storyteller in me.
These parts are known as "op-amps", short for "operational amplifiers". The concept has been around for even longer than these parts, and is an integral* part of a wide variety of circuits, even today.
It is true that the (slightly) newer TL072 is better in pretty much every aspect than the 741, which was one of the early single-chip implementations, and had fairly poor performance in most categories. However, for many years, it was good enough, and well-known enough that many manufacturers offered it, it was made in enormous quantities, and was dirt cheap.
For a while, people would use the cheap ubiquitous 741 wherever it would do, and the nicer and more expensive TL072 where the better specs were required. Later, the TL072 was the go-to chip, and the more expensive 5532 (1977) would be used where a better chip was required.
Time continued to march on, and now the 5532 is cheaper than the older TL072, and a good choice for whenever you need an op-amp. It's overkill for a lot of uses, but these days it's cheap and ubiquitous. The audiophile crowd pooh-poohs it, and likes to swap in fancier chips to get the sonic character they want.
However, in moderate bandwidth analogue electronics, things are simply not obsoleted as rapidly as they are in the digital arena. All of the chips I mentioned are still made, and easily obtainable. There are, of course, more modern chips out there. Overlooking the bewildering variety of special-purpose chips, there are some newer general purpose op-amps to be had. The OPA627 came out in 1989 (a mere 28 years back), and has some truly impressive specifications. However, it costs nearly fifty times as much money as a 5532. The AD823 appeared in 1995 and is a fine chip, and more affordable than the OPA627. However, perhaps you want to use a chip introduced in this century for some reason. And sure enough, a successor to the OPA627, the OPA827 was introduced in 2006, only 11 years ago.
* pun intended: one common use for an op-amp is a lash-up known as an "integrator"
Now Comedy Central has one about pre-resident Rump. It's called The President Show, as if naming it that would make it any easier to swallow.
Speaking of swallowing, Moxie must have had a past life, probably as a porn actress, perhaps in the film Deep Throat. Or maybe it was more recent, in The X-Files. Same character name, different thing to swallow. Oh, but Moxie had to have some similar background to that character because she loves the kitty sticks we get for her. They're like Slim Jims, but fish-flavoured for cats! She'll sit in front of me, trying to snatch it from me while inhaling it. She doesn't chew. Not at all. This must be how tigers gulp down their food in the wild, never chewing at all, just tearing meat from the carcass and inhaling it. Yep, that must be.
"Salute the last, and everlasting day,
Joy at the uprising of this Sun, and Son,
Ye whose true tears, or tribulation
Have purely wash'd, or burnt your drossy clay. [...]"
-- John Donne (b. 1573-01-22, d. 1631-03-31), "Ascension"
[A joyous holiday to everyone celebrating the Feast of the Ascension today!]
I was going to finish the zoo story tonight, but I ended up working instead. I edited my timesheet three times, which it doesn't care about as long as you do it same day. Once I went past midnight, it started asking me why I was changing yesterday's hours. The first time I said, "Still working." The second time I wrote, "Stillllllll working," but that didn't seem very professional so I changed it to, "Still working!"
I think the almost-dead plant I re-potted a few weeks ago is going to live, so yesterday I adopted another almost-dead plant. I feel sorry for them because it's not like I do anything to help them, but it seems better than letting them die on their own. Plus then if they don't die it's very exciting.
My family (completely fictitious, not my actual family) was vacationing with another family (equally fictitious; I've never seen any of these people) in a vacation cottage in the mountains. The stay was uneventful, peaceful and quiet. One of the young male cousins in the other family had brought his girlfriend, Ariana Grande. She was polite and charming and gracious and funny. And happy.
In my dream yesterday morning, she got to be happy.