"If I was you, I'd be afraid, afraid of what's inside."
A sunny, chilly day. Our high was a not-as-warm-as-you-might-think 60.
The dentist did not work out, so I went to McWane. I had to wet screen all the Bashi matrix after having picked through it dry. Jun was very happy with the teleost (bondy fish) and shark fauna that's coming to light thus far, a mix of freshwater and saltwater taxa, reflecting the shallow, nearshore, likely esturine environment where the strata were deposited. I wet screened everything and left it in the big convection oven to dry over night. Then back here, I will pick it a second time The second time through may actually reveal more vertebrate remains than the first time. Yay, Eocene.
And here it is February.
I have an email from Bill at Subpress I need to answer; it's a good email.
I need to be writing. I need, also, to get down to work on MP 2.0. Likely, tomorrow, when I pick up the Bashi stuff, I'll spend some time with the mosasuar material I brought back from Tuscaloosa.
A few days ago, someone (a very white and rather wealthy young someone) informed me that "peace is a white man's word" and a "racist concept." Turns out she was parroting Kwame Ture (née Stokely Carmichael), the Marxist and Black Panther who said something like this in the 1960s. I am sorry, but I will not ever buy that I cannot promote peaceful coexistence without also promoting racism. That is a cynical, hateful thing to espouse.
Anyway. Me, I'm just tired of humans and their petty, backstabbing intrigues. There are so much more interesting things in the world.
I slept three hours last night.
Yesterday I finished Kermit Pattison's Fossil Men: The Quest for the Oldest Skeleton and the Origins of Humankind and began Thomas Hertog's On the Origin of Time: Stephen Hawking's Final Theory. From paleoanthropology to quantum physics.
We have sold nineteen copies of Vile Affections, with the FREE COLOUR monster doodles. Thank you!!!! But I am willing to draw many, many more. It's not too late, kittens!
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:39 p.m.
The dentist did not work out, so I went to McWane. I had to wet screen all the Bashi matrix after having picked through it dry. Jun was very happy with the teleost (bondy fish) and shark fauna that's coming to light thus far, a mix of freshwater and saltwater taxa, reflecting the shallow, nearshore, likely esturine environment where the strata were deposited. I wet screened everything and left it in the big convection oven to dry over night. Then back here, I will pick it a second time The second time through may actually reveal more vertebrate remains than the first time. Yay, Eocene.
And here it is February.
I have an email from Bill at Subpress I need to answer; it's a good email.
I need to be writing. I need, also, to get down to work on MP 2.0. Likely, tomorrow, when I pick up the Bashi stuff, I'll spend some time with the mosasuar material I brought back from Tuscaloosa.
A few days ago, someone (a very white and rather wealthy young someone) informed me that "peace is a white man's word" and a "racist concept." Turns out she was parroting Kwame Ture (née Stokely Carmichael), the Marxist and Black Panther who said something like this in the 1960s. I am sorry, but I will not ever buy that I cannot promote peaceful coexistence without also promoting racism. That is a cynical, hateful thing to espouse.
Anyway. Me, I'm just tired of humans and their petty, backstabbing intrigues. There are so much more interesting things in the world.
I slept three hours last night.
Yesterday I finished Kermit Pattison's Fossil Men: The Quest for the Oldest Skeleton and the Origins of Humankind and began Thomas Hertog's On the Origin of Time: Stephen Hawking's Final Theory. From paleoanthropology to quantum physics.
We have sold nineteen copies of Vile Affections, with the FREE COLOUR monster doodles. Thank you!!!! But I am willing to draw many, many more. It's not too late, kittens!
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:39 p.m.