Always read full text of the original scientific publication before making any conclusions. About 30% of news releases of biomedical research are wrong. Imao, in neuroscience popular news/blogs this number is somewhere close to 100%.
Yes!!
For me, the key indicator is the word “might” in the title of the article, any qualifiers (“under certain conditions”), as well as being as close to the (reputable, peer-reviewed) source as possible. And the good old “extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence”.
Cute li’l boats from my trip to Iceland last fall with Light Grey Art Lab!
The truth is – I don’t really love cooking.
I am not good at it, partly because of lack of practice, beyond the simple food I could make for myself. I tried taking courses, I tried pushing myself to do it, with mixed results – I’m a pretty good sous-chef, taking direction and doing all prep work – but I would much rather spend any time that I have free, outside. Or sleeping. And that’s the truth. Given choice of doing any house work, including coop shifts for two people, all cleaning, all of laundry, even ironing that no one does anymore – anything else – cooking would always be my very last choice. Spending 2 hours making something that will be consumed in 20 minutes, while still inferior to $15 takeout, just doesn’t make sense to me. Spending 2 hours making food for the week like my parents/grandparents did is claimed to be not varied/healthy enough, and not desired either.
And I don’t know how to change it, though changing it apparently has now become vitally important.
“I’m just a little deteriorating lady, but I’m not sad! I have trouble seeing. I don’t hear well. I’m not good with stairs. But people always tell me that I’m full of energy. I am! Energy has nothing to do with the body. It’s the mind, it’s the brain, it’s the joie de vivre.” —Agnès Varda, who turns 90 today.
why does the Universe (in the form of Tumblr) drop these things on my dash right after I think about and post about energy?
Company 2’s CEO called me from UK, and he sounds so cool!
I want to do it, and I wish I had this conversation when I had more energy, when my commute was ½ of what it is now, and when and sleep wasn’t so precious.
a wakeup:
learning at the daycare that they are forbidden by the government to give children any kind of prescribed medication, not even a cream. So, parents have to take time off work, even if it’s an hour away, come back to the daycare (that they are paying almost $500/week for), give medication, then go back to work. That’s what’s expected, and that’s what everyone does).
All regulations are deliberately set up in such a way that it is expected that only one of the parents works – and if they don’t, his or her career will suffer.
The message from the government: you want to have a semblance of career, don’t get kids. And then those hypocrites talk about pay gap.
I kept thinking of VanDerMeer’s Annihilation that I finished there, and didn’t want to read anything else for the time.
I wish Area X existed. Or maybe it does.
Remember:
No internet, no TV, no radio, no cell phone signal, no landline, a road that is rarely travelled, wood burning stove for heat, and only the sounds of the forest – birds during the day, something a little more subtle at night. The slightly musty smell and huge floorboards from the kind of hard pine that doesn’t grow on this country anymore. Rain. Hardly any contact with any outside people. I brought a computer and a hard drive with movies I meant to see, but I had no desire. Books, yes, but only particular kind. I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I had a notebook where I could write with a pencil.
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