Friday, March 22, 2013

How much is a human life worth?

Pietà (Michelangelo)
It's a morbid question, I know. And this is a morbid entry, because it deals with the death of the young. Forewarned is forearmed.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Wordworthy = "Fremdscham"

Into the great lexical maelstrom of English words borrowed from other languages...

From the creators of Schadenfreude and other useful words...

I present to you Fremdscham.  It's a word which may not yet be a word but which probably should be.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Up Late

I've been doing research on a potential lead for about the last hour and half.  I don't want to say anything more at the moment, but I should be able to speak a little bit more about it by the end of the week.  In the mean time, I made good progress in shaping up the end of my degree, and have feedback that another of the points for my program should move firmly into the "done" column sometime this weekend.  If all goes well and the following seas.  Or something.

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Post Sleep, part III: Slightly better than abysmal

I have good news!  Or rather, I have less-bad news.  Still, less-bad is good, right?

I did manage to sleep for a significant (possibly even majority) portion of the night.

Monday, March 04, 2013

Pre-sleep, part III: Sleep Harder

Yes, you read the subject right: I'm going back to the clinic for yet another overnight observation.  Just a few days after the last one, they called again to say that my doctor had ordered another round of testing.  I don't know what if anything will change this time -- will I get the elusive full nose/mouth mask? -- but I do know that this stuff has lost its charm.

You may remember that it never really started with any charm.

I'm turning it into a proper two-day affair this time.  I have time budgeted tomorrow for far more exercise than I usually do. Not only will this be a nice bonus for me, but I'm going to try really hard to exhaust myself before the clinic.

I teach my Tuesday lessons then have an hour to make it to the facility for a 9pm start.  Lord willing and the creek don't rise, I'll fall asleep.  That sure would make the time go by quicker.  The other fuss -- the atypical sleep time, the goop in my hair, the laughable attempts to pee while wired to a box -- would all be manageable if I could make the 8 hours pass unconsciously.

Damn.  I forgot about the third go-through of the 16 page paperwork.  It's a good thing I keep letting them know that I have never been a smoker, nor have I started smoking.  All the (lack of ) sleeping might have been for naught of one of these times I'd actually started smoking 15 years ago.

Bad at tech or on purpose?

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I saw this ad playing before an online video.  It was an advertisement about how a guy's contact lenses were blurry because he slept in them.  All the text was out of focus and the video had pronounced artifacts frequently found in low quality videos.  "How clever to get people to try and squint to see something, replicating a bad set of contacts.

But by the final shot of the ad (captured above), it wasn't any clearer.

And then I said, "Oh.  It's not clever.  It's just terribly made and terribly displayed."