I had a really annoying dream last night that I was at burning man and hadn’t completed any of my minor burning man projects.
I had a dream a few nights ago that I was dancing with Stephen T. and Mary Z. but then it turned out that dancing with them was actually a dream within a dream and I had to wake up from having a good time because I had fallen asleep at the helm of my MIG fighter jet. Turns out I had accidentally flown into enemy territory. They (this girl I went to the beach with when I was 13) fired several soyuz class spaceships at me in addition to regular old missiles. Luckily I evaded them with some pretty fly piloting skills.
*I’m pretty sure that “holiday cheer” is just code for “let’s get drunk.” What do you say when drinking? Cheers! Holiday cheer is therefore drinking on christmas.
*Colorado does not have enough Jews to keep anything open on christmas day.
Thousands of Iraqis have demanded the release of a local TV reporter who threw his shoes at US President George W Bush at a Baghdad news conference. Crowds gathered in Baghdad’s Sadr City district, calling for “hero” Muntadar al-Zaidi to be freed from custody. Officials at the Iraqi-owned TV station, al-Baghdadiya, called for the release of their journalist, saying he was exercising freedom of expression.
heh, talk about Iraqi’s getting a shot at the whole freedom of expression thing.
A statement released by the government said Mr Zaidi’s actions, which also included him shouting insults at President Bush, “harmed the reputation of Iraqi journalists and Iraqi journalism in general”.
I mean look, I’m not in favor of anyone getting hit by a shoe, even bush (okay maybe once or twice) but it’s one of those things where you have to put your foot down or it becomes a pattern. That said, the event totally harmed the reputation of “American journalists and American Journalism in general” because those fuckers should have been throwing shoes at bush since at least 2002. Or hell, if not throwing shoes at least bothering to call him on obvious bullshit.
So in one way Iraqi’s are missing the freedom of expression thing while at the same time understanding it perfectly. I also want to say that I’m impressed both by that guys arm and his aim. I’m equally impressed by Bush’s dodge. Those are the kind of reflexes I want to see in a president!
:: Protest via The Beeb ::
“Life is too sort for chess, but that is the fault of life and not chess!” -Irving Chernev
This quote became my credo when, on a whim, my father bought me a chess set for my 16th birthday. By my 17th birthday I was asking for a high end chess clock. By 21 I was working for the United States Chess Federation prepping students for official tournament play. While I can almost always be drawn into a game of drunken bughouse, I gave up the game in 2003 to pursue my interest in computers. People occasionally ask why I don’t play chess anymore, this quote in an article from the Atlantic Monthly (thanks Melissa!) is a back rank checkmate.
And some highly rated amateurs quit, too, as Cossette did in 2001. “It isn’t a sport anymore,” he observes. “It isn’t a game. It’s a research project.”
It’s not a battle of wits so much as a contest to see who’s memorized the most openings with the assistance of a chess database. The rest of the article can be found here, although it’s probably not interesting unless you’re a chess freak. Although there is a blurb about a norwegian kid who became a grandmaster at 13, wtf. While I haven’t played a serious game in ages, chess continues to influence my life. All of my passwords are variations on my favorite openings and the people responsible for popularizing them. One of my favorite quotes of all time is
“When you see a good move, sit on your hands until you find a better one.” Emanuel Lasker
which I think is awesome advice for just about everything.
Monster ice meteors, called megacryometeors, drop singly from cloudless skies and can weigh a couple hundred pounds. More than 50 such events have been reported globally in the past seven years alone, according to Jesús Martínez-Frías, a planetary geologist at the Center for Astrobiology in Madrid…Yet reports of such “clear-sky ice fall events” have been on the rise worldwide in recent years, and in February Spanish researchers offered further evidence that the increase could be due to climate change.
:: Giant Fucking Ice Meteors via Email (Thanks Jafaar!) ::
So for one thing I’m not sure this is actually worse than the chunks of frozen piss and shit that drop from airplanes all the time.
In 1953, he underwent an experimental brain operation in Hartford to correct a seizure disorder, only to emerge from it fundamentally and irreparably changed. He developed a syndrome neurologists call profound amnesia. He had lost the ability to form new memories. For the next 55 years, each time he met a friend, each time he ate a meal, each time he walked in the woods, it was as if for the first time.
And for those five decades, he was recognized as the most important patient in the history of brain science. As a participant in hundreds of studies, he helped scientists understand the biology of learning, memory and physical dexterity, as well as the fragile nature of human identity. On Tuesday evening at 5:05, Henry Gustav Molaison — known worldwide only as H. M., to protect his privacy — died of respiratory failure at a nursing home in Windsor Locks, Conn. His death was confirmed by Suzanne Corkin, a neuroscientist at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, who had worked closely with him for decades. Henry Molaison was 82.
He will be fondly remembered….