This classic movie opens with a troop of drably-dressed children being surprisingly acrobatic while pretending to do housework. There is a meditation on the meaning of names. The many meanings of love form a constant philosophical backdrop. I'm currently watching a scene in which preparation for clothing design is being completely mangled in an overly aerobic fashion.

Which movie am I half an hour into?

self-care

Nov. 20th, 2011 01:27 am
If I replace these glasses, then I will have glasses which are not scraped and scarred in my focal area, as well as glasses which are not trying to turn my head into a parallelogram.

Maybe I should replace these glasses.
It's not that I'm opposed to other people having a gender binary as a hobby. I even do so myself occasionally. It's just that I have other more interesting hobbies, like collecting pine cones, and I'm very tired of constant evangelism for this one particular hobby.

[Program X]'s user interface is a cross between a gray metal filing cabinet and the US tax code.

There are two rants from literature which are emblazoned on my mind. (Unfortunately, neither of them is actually in the literature in question.) Today was definitely a "If this tie does not tie, Mother" day.

For the life of me, I cannot remember which of "covariance" and "contravariance" means which. And not for lack of trying -- I have all the concepts in my head, but the names refuse to stick.
I just started an ASL course. It's a continuing education course through my local community college, so although the teacher appears to be good and I'm taking it seriously, it's also not the sort of thing I expect to be hard. They're aiming at the casual student who's picking this up on a whim. (Which, well, I am.)

I just went through the first round of homework, which included a number of "are these the same or are they different?" problems: two signers will sign things, and then you answer whether the things (sentences, abstract shapes, sequences) are the same or different. Very simple, very straight-forward.

Except -- an important part of ASL is facial expressions, even more than in spoken languages. I spent a lot of time staring at one problem, replaying ten seconds of video over and over, and trying to figure out whether the two signers had the same facial expression. They had the same hand movements, but without knowing whether they had the same facial movements, I couldn't tell whether they were signing the same thing or not.

I forgot, until now, that I'm bad at facial expressions. They're not impossible for me, just hard and error-prone. I can read bodies as well as the average person. I can read interpersonal kinesthetics better than the average person. I can read faces probably as well as the 10th or 20th percentile of people.

ASL is going to be a complicated language for me, but not because of the vocabulary or the silence or the position-based grammar (I love what I know of the position-based grammar.) It's going to be complicated because of facial expressions, which will probably give most of my classmates only minimal trouble.

It's a funny old world.

maturity

Aug. 25th, 2011 11:55 pm
It's an hour+ past my bedtime, and I really don't want to go to bed. Possibly ever again. No bedtime, no sleep, no no no no.

Which is why I'm about to get up, do a few last household chores, and turn in.

I am apparently A Grownup.
For many people, including me, anger converts IQ into blood pressure.
Every time I see a big online sexism discussion that includes men, there's at least one man who takes it on himself to explain to the women that, see, sometimes men are just shy / socially awkward / not very observant / insecure. This is always presented as some fascinating revelation that will be completely alien to all the women in the discussion.

I want every woman who has never felt shy / socially awkward / not very observant / insecure to raise her hand. Right here, right now.

Okay, Galinda, put your hand down.

Newsflash: everyone who is past adolescence has felt that way at some point. It is not some unique male emotion.
I am, for various reasons, not doing the ICFP programming contest this year either.

If there are programming or math puzzles that you enjoy, I'd love to hear about them.
The five declensions of Latin, in order:
  • feminine
  • masculine
  • neuter
  • wacky
  • invisible
.

This post has been brought to you by my frustration at the common back-formation "virii".

biohazards

Jun. 8th, 2011 09:32 pm
Headcolds and books about zombies go really strangely together. My brain is full of thoughts about bodily fluids.

WisCon

Jun. 1st, 2011 11:25 pm
I do not have time to talk about WisCon. I will not have time all this week to talk about WisCon. I will have time after next Tuesday to talk about Wiscon. Make that next Wednesday, because after-next-Tuesday is when I get to read Deadline.

However, I'm enchanted by something that happened at work today, my first day back after WisCon.

Coworker-who-I've-known-for-a-decade and I were discussing the weather, and how, despite having picked my bike up from the shop, I was not going to ride it home today (no bike gear with me at work, and also, while I'm willing to ride in the rain, I'm not thrilled about it). Coworker suggested that I use my umbrella to at least stay dry while biking (coworker, despite having biked quite a bit cwself, has clearly forgotten how much of the wetness involved with biking in the rain does not come from the sky). I responded with the (possibly incorrect) factoid that was not learned at WisCon that that would be illegal in Tokyo.

Coworker said, "WisCon made you weird."

doodling

May. 11th, 2011 12:56 am
One of my standard doodles has now morphed into feminine clothing for insects. I'm...a little confused.
People who buy laundry detergent labeled "for sensitive skin" usually do not want extra bonus fragrances added to their laundry, especially not one strong enough that it makes the entire washer smell like one of the less traceable candles[1] in the scented candle aisle of the grocery store.

I am not glad to have my fears about the new (not bought by me) detergent justified, but I am glad that I had the forethought to test it tonight (enough time to rewash, no work tomorrow, enough of the good detergent left for rewashing).

(I am also very suspicious of the marketing on this product -- I think it is being aimed at the set of people who wish to buy "green" things without thinking too much about it. My personal detergent market niche is that of people who tend to itch or get headaches from chemical things that are supposed to be mildly pleasant. I would rather that marketing phrases like "for sensitive skin" be used for products that are actually appropriate for that second set.)

[1] These aisles have candles that are labeled "strawberry" or "vanilla" or "lilac". They also have candles labeled "harmony" and "luxury" and "peace". Whether or not I agree with any of the labels, I at least find the first set understandable. Synthetic harmony scent is a worrisome concept.
I'm of a generation where girls, starting at some point in (pre?)adolescence, were supposed to shave their armpits and legs, but where mons and vulva shaving was not considered.

I remember discussing armpit shaving in the geek summer camp cafeteria at one point. All of us were roughly 14 or 15. One girl argued that it's just more hygienic that way, and didn't have a good answer to my question of whether boys should be doing it. Since then, I've repeatedly seen bodily shaving referred to as a hygiene issue. Occasionally people will describe it as a hygiene issue for both sexes, but often it's just for women/girls.

I think shaving-for-hygiene is just the same sort of social delusion (?) or polite fiction (?) that wearing-shoes-for-hygiene is. I don't actually know whether shaved armpits interact with sweat better than unshaved armpits, but there's an area of my body that is far more deserving of hygiene-inspired shaving: my scalp. I have thick, oily, slightly dandruffy hair, which I usually wear long. It is easy for me to build up skin flakes, or oil, or (especially in the summer) sweat on my scalp and the first inch or so of my hair. It itches. It probably smells bad (there are obvious mechanical obstacles to me smelling my own scalp), at least when I've just been exercising. It looks grungy. It's been hard to get lice out of on the occasions when I've gotten lice.

And yet, nobody has ever suggested that I shave my scalp in the name of hygiene. Not even when I was trying to transition to a low-shampoo lifestyle while biking everywhere.

Armpit shaving is absolutely part of expected grooming for women in my current culture. It's not hygiene-driven, though. Nor is leg shaving (which, to be fair, many people don't even try to argue).

I have vague thoughts about why hygiene and grooming are lumped together like this, but they haven't gelled yet.

(Oh, and to be clear, I have no problem with other people's grooming choices, as long as they're not expecting my choices to be the same as theirs. Your body (follicles, pores, skin evenness, etc.), your choice.)

Slow Socks

Mar. 26th, 2011 06:15 pm
I've occasionally snarked that nobody seems to want to establish a Slow Clothes or Local Socks movement, or at least not to preach to me about it. I'm now wrong. http://feralknitter.typepad.com/feral_knitter/2011/03/clothing-as-an-agricultural-act.html describes a Local Clothing group in northern California.

As long as nobody is scolding me about my flagrant use of machine-handled non-local synthetically-dyed cotton, I'm fine with it. If it starts becoming a Movement at which I am Failing (despite not wanting to play), then, well, hmm. There's always weaponized textiles geekery, I guess.
My brain just started mapping out Seymour/Audrey II slash[1]. Using a combo of the lead-in to the Audrey and Audrey II song and the lead-in to Mushnik and Son.

I don't write fiction because I'm terribly bad at plot. Not in the "Plot? What plot?" sense, but just in the sense of someone who's forgotten that things have to happen in stories. Ever. I cannot write this story. Yet I desperately want to read it.

[1] I am seriously unsure of Audrey II's gender[2], but in my universe the Mean Green Mother song isn't canon and the "find the deepest bass you have and tell him to sing with Intent" tradition is. I think I can safely call the concept slashy, though.

[2] Oh wow, does the story get interesting if you change anyone else's gender. I want the Dentist to be a woman so badly now.

should

Sep. 13th, 2010 12:00 am
A statement that includes "should", or that even implies "should", tends to be very bad for me. It focuses my attention on a simple binary -- do X or not do X -- and covers over my own sense of what would be appropriate for me to do. It's very hard for me to come up with the more appropriate answer of "D with a little E, bits of R every now and then, and a B-ish flavor" when I'm trying to choose between X or passive-aggressively wiggling out of X because not-X is not actually an answer either.

Relevant lemma, proof in other documents: nothing in my life is ever as simple as a one-word answer.

Corollary: any statement along the lines of "Give 110%" or "Push through it" is bad for me as well.

Relevant lemma #2: there are many interacting reasons both for and against any decision that I've made. People who want to peel individual slivers of reason off and refute them one by one drive me up a wall.

Relevant lemma #3: I have knowledge that is unique to my situation that other people do not have. Therefore general solutions do not always work for me. This lemma appears to be true for every value of "me".

General commentary: things are, of course, different when one is deciding for oneself and when one is deciding for a group of people. It is reasonable for my decisions for a group to be challenged, especially by a member of that group, in ways that it is not reasonable for my decisions for myself to be challenged.

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