Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Dusk
Dusk
Wed Sep 24 23:23:53 2003
Communion with Gaia

Yet another biking accident. I was on my way to another PUSH meeting, and was on my way to Chatham, to bike there with someone. Chatham College is in a really hidden area of Squirrel Hill, and it's very pretty. It is, alas, not very well lit, and I didn't know that it had speed bumps, must less speed bumps that are larger than most. A bike going down a hill at full speed plus a speed bump make for bad news. I was briefly surprised to find myself flying -- I had no idea what had happened.. and then I hit the ground, again with my shoulder and fist. My bike apparently was completely airborne, as it came down from the air and landed on top of me. Ouch. After I got there, I had an unpleasant time in the bathroom wiping the blood off my hands. Longer-term damage? My left hand is swollen again, and while the wounds on my right hand will probably heal quickly, my right arm has a lumpy spot near the bone that hurts, and my right shoulder is red, sore, and painful. Gah.

The meeting went well though -- we had someone new show up, and conversation was good. Afterwards I had another one of those 'argh' conversations where I wasn't making it sufficiently clear that when I was describing the judgement society passes on people isn't the same as the judgement I approve it passing on people, or they were reading things into what I was saying that I was not trying to say. Either way, it was messy, and I probably offended the two people I was talking with, probably without that offense actually being about real differences. Communication can be tricky sometimes.

There was another snafu with my philosophy teacher -- I found that he gave me the handout for the previous homework assignment rather than the one due tomorrow. Argh. A simple mistake, but one that'll lead me to another homework scrounged together from what I can find about the author from other sources. Either that, or I could skip working early tomorrow morning, go to the library, get the article, and do the homework then, and work late to make up for it. What a pain, but I don't want to fall through my 2-free-homework safety net, so I need to give this a good effort.

I think my grandfather has something in common with me -- he just sent another message to everyone he knows telling them about an amusing experience -- a tree almost fell on him when he was cutting it down.

Science News has a fascinating article on social studies on monkeys, where they showed that monkeys have an inherent sense of fairness... well, no. Fairness is such a vague concept. There's another way to interpret their data which is more concrete -- they become angry at their percieved lesser social standing, and their anger makes them less willing to deal with the researchers.

Oh, and accordin to BusinessWeek, a magazine that my parents subscribed me to (they were due some free subscriptions for some reason), a magazine that I get but almost never read, Microsoft is about to kill the antivirus market -- they're entering it, will integrate their product with windows, and will charge for virus signature updates. It's pretty amazing how bundling kills a field..

From the Bad Religion song Infected: you and me have a disease, you affect me, you infect me, I'm afflicted, you're addicted ....

Oh, yes, look at this. Interesting.