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Cake day: June 12th, 2023

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  • You don’t have to see it clearly, just see it. And you can be fooled, too, by level lines that look like horizons: the corner between wall and ceiling in a room with slight contrast in paint colours can light the reflex and calm the spin. This is stone-age lizard-brain stuff so it doesn’t have to be perfect.

    I think it’s the same thing that lets a chicken or an eagle track a spot while turning.

    I caught a virus at college that was going around. They didn’t try to trace it but like a dozen of us who met during treatment all suffered damage to our vestibular network in one or both ears and were staggering about until this secondary thing took over full-time. The damage is permanent but this reflex thing keeps us vertical. It’s really astounding.







  • Is the “they won’t let us see the tapes of the Pentagon impact” part of Steel Beams, or is it a new one so it’s tried separately? “Spotted tail numbers” too? Midnight Gold Shipments? Like, is all the 9/11 stuff lumped in under that, or are they free to be their own weirdness as long as they neither depend nor provide for an adjacent whackadoo theory?

    What IS the associative rule for independent whackadoo theories ?



  • a dream job is make lots of money but do very little

    Nope. It’s “make enough to survive and have a life outside of a job that isn’t terrible to be at”.

    And it could be “make lots of indolent money” but that’s either boring or impossible, and studies show the non-sucky rewarding job is better for your well-being if you do have to work.

    Face it: you’re gonna have to work. Find a job you don’t hate, that gives you enough to goof off afterward and really enjoy something and still survive. We’re edging out of boomer/x wage-slave era and one thing the millennials have is an eye for a life that isn’t defined by wealth and work, and that has prepared them the most for survival on this planet at each stage of life.






  • Hyponatremia . We called it hyponatriosis or ‘water-drunk’ in the army. We had a girl in our platoon over-hydrate and go floppy on a march, and my swear-to-god buck-oh-five bunkmate had to play crutch for the rest of it while we all redistroed all their collective gear. (calm your breathing: they marched in back with the medicos under obs the entire time, and we didn’t fail the little exercise we were on, and it was her choice to continue at every stage, and she was lauded for it afterward. This is a heroism story.)