I am le tired ("So take a nap. Zen fire ze missiles!"), and while I did manage to get out and acquire Red Bull for the morning, I completely spaced on acquiring catfood. I love my cats dearly, but I am just too beat to hell to summon up the energy to go out yet again. Plus, the best I could do at this hour would be Iams from the Safeway hell and gone from here; I could maybe force myself to stumble down the block and get catfood at the corner store, but it would be bad dry catfood in a small overpriced box, and I'd rather not inflict that on the beasts of the house.

miss_education was over here helping me with some javascript foo, and we have come up with a name for the canned tuna that one feeds the cats when one is too wiped to go acquire proper catfood: the Tuna of Desperation. Well, hey, at least they like it.

And according to miss_education, it beats the alternative that her roommate has come up with in the past: pouring a big bowl of dry kitty treats, calling her up, and telling her, "Kitty's having Doritos tonight. You might want to get some more catfood." I cannot stop laughing.

Looks like there's a Great Hatsby variant scraping the feed of recent LJ posts and looking for people with visible AIM screen names, then randomly initiating a connexion between two users (though, unlike Great Hatsby, it doesn't appear that the two users are sent the same initial message).

If you receive an IM from the user devourablesalmon, there is another human being on the other end who is probably rather confused. You may wish to point him/her at this post by ericjay to explain what's going on.

In my Copious Free Time, I've been reading a delightful little volume from 1948, John Read's A Direct Entry to Organic Chemistry. It's a slim book, paperbound, targetted at college students -- and its style, above all else, reminds me of what a liberal education used to mean.

As an example, from the chapter on esters:

Nature comes by her ends in many ways, often to the elfin strains of a harmony so subtle that 'whilst this muddy vestore of decay doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it'. In her many variations on the esteric theme the ever-changing music soars to the sweet treble of the simple essences, and leading thence through the gay alto of the waxes sinks slowly note by note adown the rich tenor cadence of the hard fats, to swell at last into the full polyesteric diapason with the entry of the deep and melancholy basso profundo of the heavily unsaturated fish oils. Here are subtle variations on a theme which might well bring envy to a Brahms.

Okay, yes, this is one seriously tortured metaphor; I'll bet madbard is pounding his head on his desk right now, trying to get rid of the comparison between fats and tenors or basses and fish oil. But I bring it up not because it's good art, but because it reminds me of a technique we just don't see any more. Mathematicians still get to make lofty comparisons between their work and the liberal arts, and computer scientists often compare hacking to music or painting (hi, Paul Graham), but when was the last time you read a physics essay that invoked parallelism and metaphor?

I miss synthesis in my learning. Maybe it was because I never had much of it, and what little I can recall is precious. I remember the day in my high school physics class when we started learning about power, and I realised that everything we'd done the entire semester was designed to get us to that point: distance leads to velocity leads to acceleration leads to force leads to work leads to power. Okay, that's synthesis within a discipline, not cross-disciplinary, but it's still important.

I've heard rumblings that there is a change underway in the public education system, aiming to reinstate cross-disciplinary learning as a teaching tool. Yesterday, my younger sister started a new job as a P.E. teacher at an elementary school, but she's not just teaching P.E.; her lessons are supposed to include other subjects as well, particularly math and science. If you think about it, P.E. is a great way to teach not only some important human anatomy topics, but some useful basic mathematical concepts and even the scientific method. Suppose you have the kids run for three minutes, then take and record their pulses. Then have them run for three more minutes, lather, rinse, repeat. Congratulations: you have just taught them about linear sequences and introduced the notion of a limit. For that matter, if you talk about what you're going to do beforehand and get the students to hypothesize about what will happen to their heart rates as a consequence of running, and show them how to test that hypothesis, congratulations, you're educating scientists.

Dear music industry,

The world did not need a techno remix of "Listen To Your Heart" complete with the original Roxette vocals, but you have given us one anyway. Why?

Yours truly,
--mlp