BurningbirdPer Jeneane and Ann came news that Marek was ill from unknown causes, in pain, and in the hospital. Bad news.
Tonight, we hear from David that Marek has an intestinal infection and is going home on Sunday – much better news.
Marek, this is what happens when you quit smoking – your body starts becoming a much more attractive habitat for nasties.
Steve Himmer (or should that be Opt Himmer? 5 Himmer?) subtly started something yesterday* that was intriguing to say the least:
Is brevity really the soul of wit? Or, more precisely, am I capable of saying anything without rattling and rambling for 1000 words at a time?
Included with this paragraph is a link to a new weblog, OneWordMeal, containing one word attached to a link to another weblog:
gumshoe
Gumshoe? Gumshoe.
According to dictionary.com gumshoe is defined as:
gum·shoe (gmsh)
n.
A sneaker or rubber overshoe.
Slang. An investigator, especially a detective.
Was Steve’s use of “gumshoe” in reference to the other weblog author’s travels through Argentina (travels – walking – shoe – sneaker – gumshoe)? Or was it in reference to the term “closed room” mentioned in several of the postings (closed room – mystery – detective – gumshoe)?
Possibly it was a subtle connection to the weblog author’s literary discussions threaded throughout the weblog (literature – book – type of book – detective book – detective – gumshoe).
By linking to the weblog with the one word, Steve is pushing the limits of our ability to fill in the gaps and make the necessary connections, all within a context that lacks both shared experiences and environment.
For instance, I can point to something and say one word, and my roommate will easily deduce what I’m saying, fill in all of the verbs and adjectives and nouns, develop the appropriate mental image and link all of this back to the one word. But then, my roommate and I have both a shared history as well as home: all the ‘clues’ are in place.
Can Steve do the same in weblogging? I’m not sure, but the concept is fascinating, to say the least (pun not intended). I eagerly await the next entry in OneWordMeal.
*or Steve was in a mood of wimsey yesterday and the weblog and the posting was all a joke, using gumshoe because he stepped in some gum and got it on his shoe, but then I called the idea both intriguing and fascinating and now he has to follow through, which will teach him not to fool with Mother Blogger.
Recovered from the Wayback Machine.
The weather is cloudy and cooler and the dewpoint has dropped so I can finally get out for a walk.
St. Louis is a lovely city situated amidst giant rivers and verdant hills containing numerous trails and paths and caverns and wonderous places to explore. As I become acclimated, I’ll be able to spend more and more time on something I love: walking. And if the environment is as kind as the inhabitants, I know that I’ll grow to love this place.
But I miss my beach. I miss the surf, the smell, the ocean breeze in my face. And I miss my pelicans. I desperately miss my pelicans.
Recovered from the Wayback Machine.
The mighty Glenn Reynolds has written another of his edifying columns out at Fox, this one on the LAX shooting.
As expected, he echos the other punditry’s concensus that the shooting was an act of terrorism. Hadayet was from Egypt, most likely hated Jews, objected to an American flag over his apartment and might possibly have met with an Osama Bin Laden associate in 1995. Therefore, this wasn’t the act of a man who went beserk, grabbed some guns, found a target and started shooting – this was the pre-planned, carefully thought out action of a terrorist.
What do you know, terrorism is occurring on the streets of America every day. Fancy that.
I’ll give him this, the Pundit One does have a different take in how to deal with these types of situations:
The clearest lesson of the Los Angeles International shooting is that diffuse threats like terrorism are best answered with diffuse defenses: lots of people, preferably armed, who are ready to respond in a hurry.
Lovely idea – arm a paranoid populace with guns and tell them they’re America’s first line of defense against terrorism.
Glenn Reynolds is nothing more than a thinking person’s chew toy.
A thunderstorm rolled through today, breaking the heat spell. The temperature should be in the 80’s for the next couple of days, though dewpoints are high.
Before moving to St. Louis, I talked about humidity. Now I talk about dewpoints; I am becoming one with the area. I loved what the weather person said yesterday in regards to the high dewpoint, “Today’s a very juicy day!”
Speaking of weather, are you curious about how the Heat Index (HI) is calculated? Of course you are. Following is the simple formula:
1) Heat index(HI), or apparent temperature(AI)= -42.379 + 2.04901523(Tf) + 10.14333127(RH) – 0.22475541(Tf)(RH) – 6.83783×10**(-3)*(Tf**(2)) – 5.481717×10**(-2)*(RH**(2)) + 1.22874×10**(-3)*(Tf**(2))*(RH) + 8.5282×10**(-4)*(Tf)*(RH**(2)) – 1.99×10**(-6)*(Tf**(2))*(RH**(2))
Piece of cake, do it in my head.
I finished closing up my California bank account and transferring the funds into the St. Louis account. The people in St. Louis are so nice! The teller at my new bank, Courtney, spent an extraordinary amount of time today helping me get what was a mess – of my own making – cleaned up. What blew me away is that she knew every single person who came in while I was there – by name.
I am now “Miss Powers”, so show a little respect you dweebs.
Tomorrow promises more thunderstorms and cooler weather. If the dewpoint drops a bit, I found a nice little trail close to home I want to try. As a break from writing and ThreadNeedle and other coding. Of course.