That’s a Load Off My Mind

I can’t wait to go shopping. Wherever I want. Slowly.

I know, everyone else be all like, “I can’t wait to hug people!” And I’m all, “I can’t wait to shop somewhere with a better selection of whole wheat pasta.”

BECAUSE I’M A BAD PERSON, OK? We knew that, from a long time ago – I have the merit badge right here. And the business card.

I had actually been meditating on the following for some time before coming across the pointer to this research paper. I like to visualize the broad swaths of the planets where humans don’t live or else constitute a mere blip. Mountains, hills, deserts, national parks, tundra, HUGE tracts of land… Imagine the trees, the mountains, the photosynthesizing biosphere as the default, and us as the exception, a small collection of nattering primates that the great ancients suffer to live out our brief puny lives here and there among the constantly growing and shifting greenery.

Now here’s some figures to help you.

https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/humans-make-110000th-earths-biomass-180969141/

Fry: It’s no use. I wanna cry but I’m just too macho.
Bender: I’ll make you cry, buddy! You’re a pimple on society’s ass and you’ll never amount to anything.
Fry: What do you mean? I was Emperor of a whole planet.
Bender: Good point. But here’s a disturbing reminder; everyone you knew or loved in the 20th century is dead.
Fry: These things happen.
Bender: Okay, Fry, grab a Kleenex for this one, ’cause there’s no God and your idiotic human ideals are laughable!
Fry: Phew! That’s a load off my mind.

Noodle’s Blog Post Explodes with Color!

So, the Greener Shades dyes that I like to use have this big color card PDF, which is organized horrendously, sometimes with as few as 5 colors on a page. Unnumbered. I was always constantly flipping pages around, saying, well, do I like THIS one or THAT one – where was that one again?? Then of course I had to study the formula and translate it to a pound of mohair and hope I didn’t make a mistake, which I tended to do more often than not.

So I snipped all the colors and fit them all into two screen shots, and numbered them. Now I can see them all at once across my two screens. And, I typed all the formulas into Excel, with calculations to tell me exactly how many grams of each color to use to dye one pound of mohair! Now I can just look across my two screens, compare colors, and say, I want #142! Look it up in my spreadsheet, and say, why yes, #142 is .9 grams of Coral Reef Aqua, an excellent choice, madam.

What’s Your Superpower?

Extroverts are like cold-blooded animals. Cold-blooded animals can generate no body heat of their own; they must bake themselves in the sun to keep from freezing. Likewise, extroverted people cannot generate their own “heat”. Only by basking in the energy of someone else can they survive emotionally.

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Introverts are warm-blooded. Our fire comes from within.

Then You Really Might Know What It’s Like

This is what it’s like.

I look at a picture of Tom when he was young, and Vera when she was young.

I look at a picture of myself.

I think how I look a little like him, a little like her, and a little like myself.

I think how I’m probably a little like him, and a little like her, and a little like myself.

I picture the three of us together.

I picture people seeing the three of us together.

I picture them seeing us and thinking, that’s Tom and Vera, and their daughter.

I think of it registering, and making sense, and people nodding and moving on.

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Think about having a pain, or an itch, or an anxiety.

Think about having had it so long, and it being so low-level, that you don’t think about it anymore.

Now imagine taking a drug, or getting a warm bath, or a professional massage, that makes it suddenly go away, for however long, maybe just for a moment.

For however long, this thing lifts that you didn’t even notice anymore.

You feel what it would be like to live without that.

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That’s the best I can do at describing what it’s all like.