I do not understand why the logo for The Bold Italic is neither bold nor italic. Is it supposed to be ironic?
(Admittedly, I didn’t know what The Bold Italic was until I saw their t-shirt, which struck me because it just wasn’t italic. I suppose you could make a case for it being bold… but I’m not going to make that case because it looks to me to be calligraphy or a calligraphic font which I bet a thousand dollars [not really] doesn’t have more than the one weight, and I’m clearly overthinking this.)
Futzed about with my about.me page, in case people are interested in that kind of business.
My friend and Children’s Poet Laureate (I do not think I could spell Laureate were it not for the spelling capabilities of my typing device) Kenn Nesbitt (yes, there are 3 N’s in a row in this man’s name) has a new poem entitled ”The Seefood Diet.” You have likely been on the seefood diet yourself (and undoubtedly told a child this joke). You should read the poem (and buy his books):
- Because you like children’s poetry.
- Because I told you to do so and you love me.
- You like interstitial advertising (feel free to tell Kenn how much you love interstatial advertising… I already shared).
Anyway. Kenn is a good egg. You should go see if he has a poem about being a good egg. If he doesn’t, you should write one.
I was one of the people mocking Neil deGrasse Tyson for his tweets regarding Gravity, so I was a little pleased at his list of 11 things the film got right (though I’d really like to be snarky about it and make a “thoughts on Neil deGrass Tyson counting to 100″ remark, I’ll attempt to be adult about it and simply quote his praise:
I came to regret not first tweeting the hundred things the movie got right: 1) the 90 minute orbital time for objects at that altitude; 2) the re-entry trails of disintegrated satellites, hauntingly reminiscent of the Columbia Shuttle tragedy; 3) Clooney’s calm-under-stress character (I know dozens of astronauts like that); 4) the stunning images from orbit transitioning from day to twilight to nighttime; 5) the Aurorae (northern lights) visible in the distance over the polar regions; 6) the thinness of Earth’s atmosphere relative to Earth’s size; 7) the persistent conservation of angular and linear momentum; 8) the starry sky, though a bit trumped up, captured the range and balance of an actual night sky; 9) the speed of oncoming debris, if in fact it were to collide at orbital velocity; 10) the transition from silence to sound between an unpressurized and a pressurized airlock; … and 100) the brilliantly portrayed tears of Bullock, leaving her eyes, drifting afloat in the capsule.
On the Critique of Science in Film.
I’m glad he did this, but I’m still annoyed by the absence of forethought that went into his initial, highly critical tweets.
Links: On the Critique of Science in Film | @neiltyson.
Martha Stewart needs her iPad fixed right now.
Just. I don’t know. Buy a new iPad.
Money must make people really really stupid.
What happened was this: At about 9:00 am, my husband, who happened to be home yesterday, was sitting in the living room with our two dogs when he heard a couple of cars pull up outside. He looked out the window and saw three black SUVs in front of our house; two at the curb in front and one pulled up behind my husband’s Jeep in the driveway, as if to block him from leaving.
via pressure cookers, backpacks and quinoa, oh my!