Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Fall of 07

You hear people talk about the Winter of 45, or the Flood of 22, or the Spring of 78, and its usually because of some notably harsh weather or event. I'm going to remember the Fall of 07 as one of the most glorious seasons I've seen.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Where is the faucet?

One of the reasons Jae and I work together is that we are different. I'm strongly socialized. I tend to follow the rules, do what's expected. Nothing wrong with that, its a mess if you don't have people like that. Variation is good, though. Jae is more outside the box. One of my favorite examples, that is easy to encapsulate, is her take on the "glass is half full/glass is half empty" thing. Jae says to me something like this:

I don't get this "glass is half full/half empty thing." Who cares? I want to know where the faucet is.

Friday, October 19, 2007


Word of the day: Cryptochrome

Stumbled on it in this article about coral reproducing for a few nights after a full moon. The question was, how do they know its a full moon. The answer is cryptochromes. Cryptochromes are also found in mammals, and are thought to affect circadian rhythms. There are also studies to see if they are involved in animal migration.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

A big adventure

Many people who read this blog know this through other channels, but there might be some who don't. Jae and I are expecting a baby in mid-April. Excited, anxious, and for Jae, sick and tired. Just the beginning of quite a ride.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Bands you wish you'd seen live

Mazzy Star is one of those few groups I bought a CD of solely because of a review. Ironically, it was a review of a live show here in Albuquerque. A band I'll never see. Sigh.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Autumn words

I haven't had many words of my own to put here, lately, but here are some borrowed words about my favorite season.

"Between the mutinous brave burning of the leaves
And winter’s covering of our hearts with his deep snow
We are alone: there are no evening birds: we know
The naked moon: the tame stars circle at our eaves."

"Immortal Autumn," Archibald MacLeish

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