Thursday, February 21, 2008
This lovely set of
science fair photos made me laugh and laugh. My science fair memories are both precious and deeply painful. There was my totally-phoning-it-in "Which of these five things makes plants grow bigger?" experiment, which followed an ambitious but underappreciated experiment involving rates of decay of various household garbage items in biodegradeable versus non-biodegradeable garbage bags, aka The Most Disgusting Experiment Ever. I do remember seeing some very silly experiments upon taking a turn around my 7th and 8th grade science fairs, including stuff on astrology and crime and the phases of the moon and whatnot. Oh, and of course there are always those two or three kids whose parents just happen to be executives at the CDC or Boeing or something, and whose experiments involve putting nanotech in manatees and using them to cure cancer. I continue to believe, to this day, that the results of my middle school science fairs are invalid, due to a failure to control for both (1) effect of previous fairs on each individual child's interest in science and (2) parental access to supercolliders, DNA labs, and/or live dolphins.
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I cannot believe we actually managed to
do this without creating a toxic rain of debris, or accidentally knocking the moon off course, etc, etc.
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Evidently, my keen and long-time interest in all things poetical has led me to receive a catalog from
these folks.
I learned many things about poetry from their website, including that "Poetry will never, ever pass your email address on to a third-party for marketing purposes."
Wow! I didn't know that poetry had such a progressive marketing policy! I thought it was just all about the words and the line breaks and stuff.
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The words of the day are
suppurate and
pustulant.
Yummy!
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Monday, February 18, 2008
Still sick! Bleh!
If snot were bricks, I could build a cathedral.
I hate my relationship with my writing right now. It's better than it has been -- at least things are being written down. But there's no consistency and no follow-up. I feel like, in order to have those things, I'll have to
schedule them. Which seems unartistic and also makes me angry because I already feel like ninety percent of my life is scheduled. Like, it's 6:02! Time to drink exactly eight ounces of water and then buy dinner before proceeding directly to the next fifteen scheduled things.
Bleh.
and Achoo.
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