Chalk boored: cortisol and dentition
My teeth were crumbling. I thought that was churlish of them, especially since I was moving at the time and had quite enough going on.… Read More »Chalk boored: cortisol and dentition
Isy
I think I'm getting better.
Hope
At 12:11 this morning, a soft sea-wind went through me. My insides relaxed. 2010 was tough all over. We know that. Mortality sucks, life is… Read More »Hope
No choice but integrity
I’m a walking, talking, babbling, ceaseless argument for the fact that sexuality is not a choice. Integrity is — though that’s not my point here.… Read More »No choice but integrity
Julian Assange and Swedish herrings (red)
The Interpol-ation of Julian Assange, the most widely-known of the Wikileaks founders, is a thoroughgoing exercise in logical fallacies and predatory smoke-screening. First, the fallacies…… Read More »Julian Assange and Swedish herrings (red)
B. C. E. takes on new meaning
Les was a chef before he was born. He helped with a BAADS Thanksgiving some years ago as a gesture of kindness, and found that… Read More »B. C. E. takes on new meaning
Extreme Moderation: an Olympic challenge
I got on the wrong train today. Got off 15 minutes later – was already 15 minutes late, so now it’s pushing an hour. Ok,… Read More »Extreme Moderation: an Olympic challenge
File-sharing ~= sex, fecal transplants, and bacterial cognition
This is the richest, most fascinating article I’ve read about life, the biosphere and everything: http://www.miller-mccune.com/science-environment/bacteria-r-us-23628/ Now that’s a writer with ADD, putting all that… Read More »File-sharing ~= sex, fecal transplants, and bacterial cognition
On weighing the evidence
My friend J’s husband called her from work today with the immortal words, “I’ve met someone else.” If he had been able to pick a… Read More »On weighing the evidence
Housing crisis? Really?
More and more in the news about the feculent mess our mortgage system is in. Housing is too costly & too scarce. Empty houses are… Read More »Housing crisis? Really?
My contribution to the statistics
Here’s an anecdote to chill the blood. On my 21st birthday (1987, so imagine the hair, shoulderpads & pegged jeans), I went out with a… Read More »My contribution to the statistics