Jabón
Jabón is the Spanish word for 'soap.' It's pronounced ha-BONE. I don't really think I need to provide an example, but I will anyway. Jabón is a masculine noun, so it is always preceeded by 'un' or 'el' depending on the context of the sentence. 'Give me the soap,' translates to 'Dame el jabón.' Similarly, the sentence 'Pass me a (bar of) soap,' translates to 'Pasame un jabón.' That last sentence sounds goofy, though.
Anyway, I'll get the nerdy thing out of the way and give you the link to this month's astronomy picture. It's disappointing, to be honest. The name of that cluster you see is Abell 901/902 or something. It's supposed to represent the theory of the linked expansion of dark energy and/or dark matter, which is the current reigning explanation for the apparent red shift of the Universe. The concept is pretty cool, but the image is a bit lackluster. No matter, please read the short article and admire the picture for yourself if you like. I wonder what calendar I'm going to get for 2013?
That brings me to Christmas. It's in three weeks, you know. My family is bugging me for a list of things that I want, but anything I really truly want I can just go out and purchase for myself. It's been like this for me for the past five years, at least. I can never think of what I 'want' outside of the occasional video game, music CD, and other such luxuries. As it stands, all my list contains right now is MuteMath's latest CD "Odd Soul" and the box set of Fringe season three. That's my favorite season, I think. It had just the right balance of cutting edge sci-fi and genuine 'what the fuck?' moments. Seasons 1 and 2 were heavy handed with the sci-fi, which still is not at all bad. And seasons 4 and 5 overdid it with the crazy twists so much that I wasn't sure what I should react to and what I should take for granted. The closest Fringe gets to The Twilight Zone is season three, so I'm looking forward to that. That gives me an idea. Maybe I'll put on my list some of those movies I haven't seen yet but want to.
I thought Christmas was more about giving than getting, though. And, of course, my family members (minus Dad) have already emailed me their amazon.com wishlists. And here I thought Christmas was all about how some omni-everything dude became his own son by magically impregnating a lower-class virgin in the middle of nowhere with his spirit and was born in a manger surrounded by animals so he can die in thirty years to cleanse the whole world of sin due to a fruit some naked lady was talked into eating by a snake. Yes, I am an atheist. However, I will still say Merry Christmas because of the spirit of the holiday itself. We spread cheer and well-being to our fellow man, which some people actually find offensive? Lighten up, it's a holiday. Why on Earth would you feel offended if I wish you a Merry Christmas and you happen to be a Jew? It's not like accepting that greeting will magically convert you to Christianity. It's the joy of the holiday season we're spreading, so shut up and say thank you.
Penn Jillette, one of my favorite people ever, encapsulates that last idea in this youtube video quite well- better than my half asleep words.
Speaking of sleep, my third NaNoWriMo novel has reached its 50,000 word target, and now I can finally get some! ...Sleep! And I even remembered my dream last night. I won't go into detail here because it already exists in full in my pen and paper journal. Let's see, Japanese lessons has slowed to a crawl. The apartment hunt has only just recently been revived due to Sandy screwing over many more peoples' housing situations than just mine. Let's shoot for early 2013, shall we?
Finally tonight, my question is a simple choice. If you could eradicate all legal repercussions, would you rather run a red light at twenty mph over the speed limit for an hour or drive only on the sidewalk for an hour at ten mph below the speed limit (minimum possible speed in all scenarios is 15mph)? For me, I think I'd rather drive on the sidewalk at the slower speed. As awesome as running red lights scot-free would be, I think I'd rather be in better control of my vehicle. Besides, I've always kind of wanted to drive on the sidewalk. What about you?
I also need a lint roller for Christmas.-
Bran
e- B16 - November 30
Anyway, I'll get the nerdy thing out of the way and give you the link to this month's astronomy picture. It's disappointing, to be honest. The name of that cluster you see is Abell 901/902 or something. It's supposed to represent the theory of the linked expansion of dark energy and/or dark matter, which is the current reigning explanation for the apparent red shift of the Universe. The concept is pretty cool, but the image is a bit lackluster. No matter, please read the short article and admire the picture for yourself if you like. I wonder what calendar I'm going to get for 2013?
That brings me to Christmas. It's in three weeks, you know. My family is bugging me for a list of things that I want, but anything I really truly want I can just go out and purchase for myself. It's been like this for me for the past five years, at least. I can never think of what I 'want' outside of the occasional video game, music CD, and other such luxuries. As it stands, all my list contains right now is MuteMath's latest CD "Odd Soul" and the box set of Fringe season three. That's my favorite season, I think. It had just the right balance of cutting edge sci-fi and genuine 'what the fuck?' moments. Seasons 1 and 2 were heavy handed with the sci-fi, which still is not at all bad. And seasons 4 and 5 overdid it with the crazy twists so much that I wasn't sure what I should react to and what I should take for granted. The closest Fringe gets to The Twilight Zone is season three, so I'm looking forward to that. That gives me an idea. Maybe I'll put on my list some of those movies I haven't seen yet but want to.
I thought Christmas was more about giving than getting, though. And, of course, my family members (minus Dad) have already emailed me their amazon.com wishlists. And here I thought Christmas was all about how some omni-everything dude became his own son by magically impregnating a lower-class virgin in the middle of nowhere with his spirit and was born in a manger surrounded by animals so he can die in thirty years to cleanse the whole world of sin due to a fruit some naked lady was talked into eating by a snake. Yes, I am an atheist. However, I will still say Merry Christmas because of the spirit of the holiday itself. We spread cheer and well-being to our fellow man, which some people actually find offensive? Lighten up, it's a holiday. Why on Earth would you feel offended if I wish you a Merry Christmas and you happen to be a Jew? It's not like accepting that greeting will magically convert you to Christianity. It's the joy of the holiday season we're spreading, so shut up and say thank you.
Penn Jillette, one of my favorite people ever, encapsulates that last idea in this youtube video quite well- better than my half asleep words.
Speaking of sleep, my third NaNoWriMo novel has reached its 50,000 word target, and now I can finally get some! ...Sleep! And I even remembered my dream last night. I won't go into detail here because it already exists in full in my pen and paper journal. Let's see, Japanese lessons has slowed to a crawl. The apartment hunt has only just recently been revived due to Sandy screwing over many more peoples' housing situations than just mine. Let's shoot for early 2013, shall we?
Finally tonight, my question is a simple choice. If you could eradicate all legal repercussions, would you rather run a red light at twenty mph over the speed limit for an hour or drive only on the sidewalk for an hour at ten mph below the speed limit (minimum possible speed in all scenarios is 15mph)? For me, I think I'd rather drive on the sidewalk at the slower speed. As awesome as running red lights scot-free would be, I think I'd rather be in better control of my vehicle. Besides, I've always kind of wanted to drive on the sidewalk. What about you?
I also need a lint roller for Christmas.-
Bran
e- B16 - November 30