The 1,000 “like” road marker disappearing in the rear view mirror…
The WP auto-post function just told me that I have accumulated 1,000 “likes,” which are all because the imaginary “you” have been appreciating what I’ve been pouring forth since June 22nd. It hasn’t been four months yet and I have so many “likes!” Who knew?!?
I’ve logged 87 posts (one was a repeat, so doesn’t really count and one was a reblog in respect for a new WordPress-induced friend) in 111 days, meaning that I’ve hit about 78% of the days between start and present. Not bad. Could be better. Let’s see if I can pick up the slack.
Confabler nominated me for a Sunshine Blogger Award!
My distant, yet close friend Confabler has nominated me for the Shiny Shiny Sunshine Award. I love her imagination and sense of whimsy; she lets her muse du jour lead and she follows. There’s a wonderful freedom to that which is (1) difficult to allow in the rational process of “writing” and (2) enjoyable to find.
1. If you were to choose an insect that would take over the world after human extinction, who would that be?
It sort of depends on our route to extinction. If it involved an epidemic, the population of flies might see a giant uptick. This would be a good one:
If it is a slow process, then I nominate the Japanese Rhinoceros beetle because it would be awesome if creatures with such improbably fashioned protuberances were to be the alpha species (Megasoma and Titan beetles would be acceptable alternatives):
If our extinction took all other terrestrial life along for the ride, I would like to see this enormous isopod (a relative of our terrestrial roly-polies) rule the seas (note inclusion of actual human hands for sense of scale):
2. How old were you when you first read Harry Potter? And your favorite author of course?
I was pretty old when I read my only Harry Potter book (the first one). I didn’t enjoy it enough to complete the series, although I’ve seen all the films and enjoyed them well enough. In the period I read that first one, I was typically reading a lot of history and didn’t find that it was a good use of my time. When I was really young, I read the Classics Illustrated versions of novels, which were quite good at introducing a curious young mind to the wonders of literature without having to do the work (sort of illustrated CliffsNotes (I didn’t use these in school though), if you will). When I was a little older, I read Robert E. Howard, Sax Rohmer, John Carter of Mars, H. Rider Haggard, Stanley Weinbaum, George McDonald fantasies, etc.
My favorite author is Gabriel Garcia Marquez for One Hundred Years of Solitude and Love in the Time of Cholera. His writing is so rich, amusing, full of simple wisdom and abundant humanity it is hard to believe he was just a human being writing about the lives he saw playing out around him. I literally would read some passages and have to put the book down as if I had just sipped the richest chocolate elixir in the world and needed to savor it until I sipped again. His Spanish-to-English translators did a good job in getting it right; Gregory Rabassa (OHYoS translator) was even praised by Garcia Marques himself!
3. If you were invisible what is the craziest thing that you would do?
Here’s an odd one: Go and hang around bigots, transcribe their conversations, and publish them for the world to see how terrible people speak when they think no one is listening (but, oh yeah, we have the internet so this already happens). If I could walk through things, which seems fair since I’m invisible, I would go around seeing what it felt like to do that—see if there were different textures to different things on the inside than on their surface.
4.what food makes you feel like a hungry hyena?
This has changed so much over time! These days, I don’t get this kind of urge anymore. In my early adult (late teen?) years… ICE CREAM!!!!
5. A song that makes you dream?
Gymnopedie #1 by Erik Satie
6. Have you ever planted a tree?
Yes. Unasked but answered: quite a few!
7. Choose your man: superman/ Spiderman/ iron man and if he was your best friend one thing that you would make him do?
Can I choose Supergirl? If I can, I would have her take me around to various places in the world, build shelters so I could stay there and visit free, then whisk me off to the next place on “our” list (she would be enjoying the sight-seeing with me, of course! What kind of boor do you think I am?!?!).
8.How much time do you spend in front of the mirror everyday?
As little as possible, which involves shaving and brushing my teeth. I find that shaving my teeth first helps with the brushing.
9.why you started blogging and tell us about the post enjoyed the most making.
I was having a bunch of conversations with people who did not seem to understand the wonderful humility of learning and doing science and wanted to see how well I could write about how science is a discipline that can assist us all in not leaning out too far over our skis (getting ahead of ourselves and pretending we know stuff we don’t). Blogging has become so much more than that since my first post on June 22, 2016, and I have had so much fun writing fiction and revisiting some poetry I wrote several decades ago (and finding them easier to “fix” than I remembered).
I’m not sure which of my posts I enjoyed the most. They’re all my children so I like them all? I probably like the odd bits of fiction that I had no idea were inside me when I woke up and then found them on the page looking up at me. I like The Big Day of these. Of the science posts, I like The Mess: Parts 1 & 2 and the Appendix 1 items best (maybe). Of the historical pieces, I like Risk Management. Of the life pieces, I like Building Blocks the best. Anyone who reads this is encouraged to make up their own mind; I am hopelessly biased.
10. Which social media platform are you addicted to (including WordPress)?
I don’t do much social media except WordPress. I don’t like Facebook at all and deleted my account. WordPress is addicting but in a very healthy way! You get to create something and share it with new friends from all over the world. That’s a great addiction have.
Now the rules:
1.thank the person that nominated you.
Thank you, Confabler. You are a true virtual friend, and I don’t mean that in any Pokemon way either!
2. Answer the questions from your nominator.
3. Nominate fellow bloggers you follow.
Hereinafter lie the following nominees in no particular order (order, of course, being an illusion):
Confabler – it would be completely wrong not to boomerang this thing back at her; how could I like what she writes and like that she nominated me but ignore why we share interests at all?
November_child – in her poetry, every word is judiciously considered for its various meanings and the images they stir and she makes great short stories that are deep and playful and serious all at the same time
anonymouslyautistic – for doing an AMAZING job of writing about this misunderstood spectrum of living – and for inviting others who share her interest to contribute
English Lit Geek – because she searches the web and her library for poems that communicate her inner soul to us all out here in the ‘sphere and I appreciate this!
Wiser Daily – because this guy writes REALLY well about every single subject he wraps his mind around, because he is not a scientist but writes extremely clearly about science, because he is just a damned good writer!
Breathmath – because they are doing an astonishingly serious job of trying to get the world to see the beauty in mathematics
Sheryl – because she’s written a book, is working on others, has great tips for doing the same, and kindly visits my offerings fairly often
The Nexus – because he writes REALLY well about physics and does a great job of doing what I set out to do, whether I’m doing it on any given day or not
The Biology Yak – because she is passionate about biology and shares her passion in every word on every topic she chooses
afternoonifiedlady – even though I have no idea what it is to be an afternoonifiedlady, I love her rants about living with and without her ex and trying to wrestle with notions of romance – she is very witty and amusingly pissed off!
I stumbled into the world of WordPress and blogging in late June. It was rather sudden. My first hope was to have a means of expressing myself regarding the limits of human knowledge and its impact on how we behave in our world—principally, how we perceive and treat each other. In some measure, I have kept at this mission but I have also spread into other endeavors, like a drop of oil on a calm pool of water. I had no idea that I would come up, out of absolutely nowhere that I knew about, with pieces of fiction. I did have a sense that I had a body of poetry that I labored over in the ’70s and ’80s and that I might revisit; I didn’t realize that words and verses that bent my young mind double then would resolve themselves with ease when viewed with a mature eye and the experience of writing concise emails and dispassionate lab procedures for over thirty years. I didn’t realize that, to accomplish my principle goal of de-complicating some aspects of science and history, I would spend so much time scurrying down rat-holes in a labyrinth of said spaces, ready for exploration at my fingertips, and that finding delicious morsels of responsible, supporting information would result in linking so much of the factual material back to what I was saying—for your further edification, if you chose to self-edify, and for my peace of mind, as I would never want to simply state something, however reasonable, without supporting it in some way.
While I’ve been busy doing this (and I’ve posted something almost every day for a little over the past two months), I have found other writers that I enjoy reading, other people who are seized by a need to articulate their inspirations or face their demons or explain the worlds in which they study and work and live and play and enjoy those who are important to them. Many of these folks have been kind enough to like some of what I’ve written and I’ve responded by “following” almost all of them in a sort of homage to their kindness and their work (side-note: “following” just seems creepy, but that is the lingo social media thrusts upon us and so I do it and write the word, although I am not physically doing so with anything other than my i.p. connection and my eyes that see your words appear over huge distances on this monitor poised before me).
But I can’t read everything by everyone I follow. I can’t! And I don’t even spend as much time reading the posts that the WP editors believe are the best of what is here. And I can’t poke about in the billions (?) of entries by the millions of writers who represent themselves here. And forget about all the other blog sites—I know they’re out there and I discovered really well-done items on some of them, which I then link to my own humble offering. And I know no one can see all of this stuff or read it all or think about it all. No one can spend the time some of the posts take to comprehend them. I still am reeling over the fact that Dr. Tao, one of the greatest contemporary mathematics minds in the world, has a bustling, brimming blog here on WP, and I stumble across other astonishing minds and phenomenal entries, randomly, as I flit down new-found hidey holes and come up with another cheek-full of tasty nuggets packed with nutritious facts.
To all of you who I do not visit sufficiently often and do not “like” as much as I should—as your follower, I have a responsibility to each of you and I am letting you down—I apologize, I beg your forgiveness, I am sorry. I hope I do a better job and don’t think it’s even possible. As I “follow” more of you—and as you do the same in some geometric increase of responsibility always expanding upwards and outwards—I just want you to know that I would if I could. It’s not personal, it’s just an uneasy balance between what I would like to do and what is possible. I know you’re all seized by the same kind of compulsion as I am—think, think, think, write, write, write, publish, publish, publish—just do these and we’ll meet whenever possible out here in the field of information, shared freely by generous minds.