|Pearling the dragon.
||[Apr. 20th, 2010|09:44 am]
I got to work & suddenly the JENOVA fight music from Final Fantasy VII started up in my head! I am energized & ready to fell my foes with terrible blows from my sword, maybe my gun or my gun arm, maybe I will turn into a Frankenstein monster. Whatever! Also, very diverse train ride to work this morning-- there was a woman who was very tiny, maybe 1.35 meters (tiny! but not achondroplasiac or anything) & there were two women who were at least as tall as me, if not taller. & everyone a nice colour scheme from dark brown to light brown. It was like a chart of human variation. A woman dropped her cellphone & between me & a woman who spoke Spanish we chased her down & made it back to the train. I wonder! Hunter-gatherer bands are almost pathologically egalitarian, & agrarian societies tend towards stratification, but what is going on to the human cultures adapting to the industrial age? I actually think egalitarianism & cosmopolitanism are the solution, since the modular nature of industry frees a lot of the constraints agrarianism (space & resources) sets. Culture, it is crazy, it is just ideas responding to niches in an organic, almost biological way. I can't help but think memes, the original "ideas as genes" memetics, are a useful tool.
One of the big, embarrassing truths of last week was that I had a pimple. Seriously, it is a good thing I have pretty clear skin, because I kind of got obsessed with complexion drama. See, the pimple was on a hair follicle, & I was totally paranoid that it would turn into an ingrown hair. On my face! I am vain enough for that to seem like a terrible fate. Anyhow, so I'd pick it & maybe stab it with a needle & then freak out because what the heck am I doing? Then I'd leave it alone, maybe Jenny would put some cream on it, then I'd get at it with my fingernails & then be like "aaaaargh animal brain! Leave it alone!" Anyhow, I scratched it off yesterday & the hair came off with it, so it is going to be okay. Seriously, it was like I was a raccoon with my foot in a trap trying to gnaw it off. I should not be allowed to do that!
Otherwise, lets see. Sun's day night we met up with Kira & Nino & went to Robert & Judy's house. The other day Jenny was trying to think up a better term for Robert & Judy-- she was saying she felt like they were her in-laws, but obvious they aren't. I sympathize! I normally just say "tribe" but then people don't know what to make of that. Whatever, I built my extended family, suckers. Anyhow! Robert was grilling-- there was zucchini & corn on the cob, & ribs. The ribs were Saint Louis style, which means they were mostly gristle free, & they had been steamed ahead of time to make the meat softer. Also, the sauce was an Asian inspired barbecue mix. I don't know how to describe it better than that, but it was pretty good. Also, we spent a while making the kind of faces you make at a baby. You know-- I was just talking about how the existence of babies breaks the social contract in half. You know-- if you see a baby, you start making faces, sticking your tongue out, whatever. You would never do that to another full grown person...but it is funny to think about what would happen if you did. Then jumping ahead to Moon's day; we did laundry & Jenny watched a bunch of Weeds. See, there are still shows she watches that I don't care about, besides the schlocky stuff like Real Housewives of Wherever.