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Air Displacement

I am trying as of Monday (yesterday) to displace less air. This is the body weight equivalent (sort of but not totally) of how much water a ship displaces when it is on the sea. Kinda. It's a half-heartedly funny way of saying I'm too damn fat. as in GUT my friend. Yesterday I walk/ran two miles and did a little free weights for about fifteen minutes. There was a lot of water, an apple, an Odwalla fruit smoothie, some corn, half a chicken breast with no skin, an almond butter/apricot preserves PBJ on some very good high fiber wheat bread (I found one that doesn't taste like cardboard and even smells yummy toasting! Woo hoo...), a tomato and a baked potato, not in that order. Oh yes and a beer in the shower after the run. Let's not be totally stupid. Today is my pasta stir-fry (so-called) and two more miles. I'll get this. You just watch.

Science Geek Much?

It may seem out of character to some but I've become a rather big fan of the Science Channel. That link will take you to the list of shows it has but there's one in particular I'm surprised you guys don't already know about called "Sci-Fi Science." I won't talk too long on it but here's some shows they've done of late: How To Blow Up A Planet, How To Build A Superhero Suit, How To Build A Forcefield, and there was a real good one on Building A Starship. I'm going to assume you are already fans but just never got around to telling us because... dudes?... you need this.

Facebook Ads

So the deal is you're supposed to be able to determine what ads you do and do not wish to see on your Facebook page by clicking the X on stuff you don't want, listing why you don't want them and then the genii inside the computers that run Facebook will make sure you doan gettum no more. So I get the "Join The Tea Party" and I click offensive, and then I get "Say No To Government Run Healthcare" and I click misleading, and then I get "Draft Sarah Palin for High Holy Panjandrum" or something and I click offensive, and you'd think by now they'd get the idea. But no. I'm still getting ads for all the hair-brained neo-McCarthyite, fight the communist conspiracy hogwash being paid for by the Insurance companies that is coming from deeply patriotic everyday people. I'm going to get some electrical tape and block off the whole right side of the screen.

That's settled

After years and years I've finally had described to me what kind of fiction I write. It's dystopian except it isn't futuristic, it's now. Which is crazy, but thanks anyway Rupert. I just thought it was real life. Who knew...