July 8, 2008
nostrich:

Funny. The strip is presumbly a reference to N’kisi — a parrot supposedly able to hold a conversation, that even shows signs of telepathy, according to its owner. It’s an interesting story (and a load of tripe, of course), worth reading about.
Confirmed by Science (Cectic) (via Language Log)

I can’t figure out which character I’d rather be!

nostrich:

Funny. The strip is presumbly a reference to N’kisi — a parrot supposedly able to hold a conversation, that even shows signs of telepathy, according to its owner. It’s an interesting story (and a load of tripe, of course), worth reading about.

Confirmed by Science (Cectic) (via Language Log)

I can’t figure out which character I’d rather be!

July 7, 2008

Meditation: humans compared to turtles

Experimenters thought they killed a yogi when they put him in an underground pit for 8 days. After about a day buried, his heart monitor was a flatline and stayed this way for 6.5 days. An article in News in Physiological Sciences compared this to the ability of some turtles to stop their heart for as long as 6 months at the bottom of a pond. At the time of the experiment, Yogi Satyamurti was 70 years old and obviously an advanced meditator. What he did while underground was similar to hibernation. This means that advanced meditation may be a level of consciousness separate from wakefulness, dreams, and deep sleep that has evolved in Homo sapiens as an adaptation to harsh environments. I can’t find anything else on the internet about it. The original article is available online, but it might not be worth reading due to some heavy language (for the non-physiologists reading). 
July 6, 2008
I think this is Tupac’s rapping debut, “Same Song” by Digital Underground. It’s from this really weird 90’s movie Nothing but Trouble. That’s Tupac singing the chorus. His actual part in the song is at the very end, which is not shown in this clip. Apparently white folks really like Digital Underground. Yeah, and YouTube will probably delete this video. 

White bread and corn

The idea of words like “refined” connoting some type of high class purity amuses me, as well as how trans fats were created solely for financial purposes. Most people really don’t see the source of what they eat and don’t care. I can only hope that the importance of food is rejuvenated, and we don’t start rolling our hair up into cornballs for subsistence. Actually, I didn’t say this aloud, but I just wrote it in the final for my human health and nutrition class.
July 4, 2008

Capitol Hell: a subject devoid of armchair intellectualizing

I exhausted successive cigarettes driving in a car that’s about to be claimed by someone richer. Hurry up so I can light up again! Traffic has to move so I can smoke to the music, but trying to feel tough and sexy isn’t getting me anywhere. Two wilted barrels churn the rationale: go back to my old job, sit behind a computer, and do research for a wealthy person’s toe fungus. It’s easy for at least 40 grand a year. Or, work with low income populations who are traumatized. Hearing stories about kidnapped victims locked in the trunk of their cars for days won’t even pay 30 grand with a master’s degree, but the interventions are creative. Art therapy, music therapy, and meditation unfortunately aren’t as loaded as the pills that are causing the American ship to sink. Happy 4th of July and good luck being shit broke in DC.
July 3, 2008
July 2, 2008
By Teddy, who says that painting is like Latin. (placebos!)
By Teddy, who says that painting is like Latin. (placebos!)
Freaky, isn’t it? It’s an MRI image of my brain when I was 21. 
Freaky, isn’t it? It’s an MRI image of my brain when I was 21. 
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