And once again I am reminded why one of my non-negotiable conditions for choosing a university to attend was that it must have no football team. (Nor fraternity houses.)
That was THIRTY YEARS AGO, kids. Does this look like social progress to you?
Reading this and other short articles on this site, all documenting experiments in human psychology. Some of these have counter-intuitive results (or at least counter-popular-wisdom) regarding how external situations and other people's expectations influence our behavior, no matter how much we think it's internally driven or a matter of inherent 'character'. All of this is reinforcing ideas I'm working with in fiction... which is why I was Googling for it in the first place, natch! Check the links at the end of the page for the other articles if you're interested.
Things which suck:
Losing my best solid metal utility knife this week.
Buying a cheapo off-brand knife as a replacement two days ago, then discovering that the piece of crap is virtually impossible to assemble. Note to self: do not attempt to save money by purchasing two-buck utility knives when it's practically going to cost you that much in gas just to return it to the store for a refund.
Crawling under the house on my belly for 30 minutes this morning in the dirt, rocks and cobwebs to check for subterranean termite tunnels.
Things which do not suck:
Finding no termite tunnels whatsoever in the crawl space. (No mummified murder victims either.)
Finding, propped up against one of the joist piers deep under the house, a solid metal utility knife of a good make and putting it in my shirt pocket.
Replacing the rusty blade in that knife with a new one (hey, it was there for probably fifteen years) and discovering it still works perfectly.
Sorry about this, but there have been so many spam posts in this journal lately that I am having to set comments to friends-only to avoid being snowed under by porn links in Cyrillic languages. Arrgh.
*Experimentally returning comments to registered users only, to see if that's sufficient. Maybe I was getting spammed because of inactivity? Or just because.
Thirty years ago today. It doesn't seem nearly that long, since the memory is so vivid and detailed. I was still so young that he was the first of my real idols to go.
And many more. :)
I wish I'd had the sand to whip up something good involving tortillas and all those chiles growing in my garden, but the full set of braces newly installed on my teeth are making it hard to think about eating almost anything that involves chewing, so tapioca pudding was the majority of my dinner. Though I did make that with Mexican sugar...