So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
Location Cherry Hills Vil, CO
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The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:
Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
The Tree and the Telephone Pole
I Do Not Know Their Names
Today I am Young
A Night Poem
Siren of the Sea
If I Were a Dragon
To the Dreamers Leave the Sky
The Honor of the Oyster
Return From San Diego
A Late Summer's Night
Of Dragons and Men
The Edge of the World
The Snake's Terror
Metaphysics and the Middaymoon
Of Adventures in Foreign Lands
The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version
Adventures in the PRC
Voyage of Discovery
Drinking the Blood of Goats
Ticket for a Phantom Bus
Os peixes nadam o mar
Three Villages Far Away
The River Weser
Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I
Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes
If Underwear Could Speak
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER
Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
To Sir, With Love
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Hunger Games
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
The Name of the Wind
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre à la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye
want to read: Last Hunger Games Book, Honeybee Democracy, The Bell Jar
Into every life some rain must fall... mainly on a plain in Spain
Friday. 12.16.16 8:12 pm
Welllll, I just booked myself a trip to Spain and France for the last half of January. It's a work trip. I'm not really looking forward to it at the moment, because all I can think about are the extremely long flights and the hassle of dragging my suitcase through the metro systems. And who wants to just sit around hanging out with parties of 15 random work people at cafés in foreign cities when you could be at home playing with your dog? Eh? Hanging around with your local friends? Eh?
Clearly the 30s version of me would not even be recognizable to the 20s version of me.
But I will get to be back in that gorgeous city of Paris, mon amour d'autrefois. I met a guy on OKCupid who is also going to be in Paris at that time, so we might meet up and go to a restaurant I know where they offer all-you-can-eat prosciutto. This guy that I met is a moderately conservative American francophone geologist... don't find those very often.
And in Granada I'll spend most of the time listening to talks about the Martian atmosphere, but some of the time I'll go out and dance the Argentinian tango, and if those atmospheric physicists can do one thing, it is dance the tango. (If they can do two things, they can dance the tango and do atmospheric physics).
It was raining today, and I was coding.... UGH CODING IS SO HORRIBLE. I've put off going to France all this time because I'm going to have to do an enormous amount of coding between now and then to get everything ready, and coding / installing things Linux is poison to a man's soul.
Friday. 12.2.16 3:45 am
Fancy Ball Time
Tuesday. 11.15.16 9:33 pm
I got invited to a fancy ball as the guest of someone I don't know who is in management (his wife couldn't come so I'm a last-minute replacement). It should be a good networking occasion but the attire is supposed to be formal... so in the next two days I have to find "networking formal attire". Networking formal attire that actually fits me, no less.... I haven't exactly been on a diet since my last fancy ball.
I got an award!
Wednesday. 8.17.16 12:47 am
Today I got another award! They brought me in to talk and just told me that I was doing a great job and that I should keep on doing what I'm doing.
I told them that I was glad to be working there.
What the F**k, Jon
Saturday. 8.13.16 3:21 pm
What the f**k, Jon.
I HAVE BEEN WATCHING THE DRAMA OF YOUR LIFE IN REGULAR INSTALLMENTS FOR, LIKE, TWELVE YEARS. Triumphs, tragedies, drama, overnight buses, crazy housing situations, a Pokemon-based engagement, She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, applications, graduations, ETC.
OK, IMAGINE, IMAGINE, for a moment, HAVING, as I have, as all of us have, READ THIS BOOK FOR TWELVE YEARS...
IN THE LAST INSTALLMENT OF THE BOOK, JON COMES TO MY HOUSE, HEARTBROKEN, hugging his Uber driver, we go to a waffle place, he drives to Sacramento and back in like three days for REASONS UNKNOWN TO GOD OR MAN, he flies back to London, SAD AS SHIT... CLIFFHANGER....
AND THEN THE AUTHOR TWEETS "BTW HE GETS MARRIED" and nobody in the fandom has ANY idea how to interpret that shit.
AND THEN ONE DAY I GO ON FACEBOOK, and THERE IS NOTHING THAT SAYS, "Spoiler Alert", no, no... there's just a picture of Jon marrying Antonia. SURPRISE! It ends up being Antonia! Happy Ending! Ha-ha!
You have to give us more than that, Jon. We have been your loyal fans for EVER. 4-EVER.
JUST AIN'T GOOD ENOUGH, SON.
"I met your mother and then she died but I'm really in love with Robin" was a better resolution than THIS.
btw Antonia, if you're reading this: Hi! Congratulations! Jon is a great guy!
JON IF YOU ARE READING THIS GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER. STOP YOUR HONEYMOONING RIGHT NOW, AND ALL OF THIS SMILING-IN-PHOTOS-ON-FACEBOOK-BECAUSE-YOU'RE-SO-HAPPY BULLSHIT AND GIVE US THE NUTANG ENTRY WE DESERVE.
Wednesday. 7.27.16 3:57 am
We had a softball game today, and I was elected coach by virtue of the fact that I happened to be bringing the clipboard to the game and our real coach was called away to pick up his kids at the last minute.
Most of our team showed up about 15-20 minutes late. For the first inning the other team had to lend us a bunch of players. We were a bit nervous because they are one of the better teams in the league. At last a gaggle of interns and foreigners showed up, and the game began in earnest. In a great turn of fortune, a random guy named Drew happened to be walking by, looking for a soccer game, just as we were desperate for more players.
Me: "Is that guy ours?"
Josh: "Uh... he doesn't look familiar..."
Intern: "Oh, he works in my office!"
Us: "CONVINCE HIM TO JOIN THE TEAM!"
His name was Drew. Turns out he couldn't find the soccer game, and he just happened to have his baseball glove in his trunk, so he was drafted on the spot and instantly became one of our best players. I put him at shortstop, third base, first base, and outfield, and I was convinced that he could have played literally any other position if the game had gone on for more innings.
Thrust, as I was, into the role of team captain without any warning, I had to come up with the roster, announce the batters, and coach the team. 90% of the people on the team were total newbies, to the point that we only had a very few people who knew the rules well enough to coach first and third base. Most of the others were foreigners-- Israeli, French, Italian, Indian, etc. We had to say, "Run to second! Now STOP! STOP ON SECOND! GET BACK ON THE BASE! AHHHH! STAND ON THE BASE!!!!!!"
There was a lot of coaching. We ended up with tons of players, which is great, but which also makes coming up with the roster for each and every new inning a shell game of epic proportions. I started out doing pretty poorly (more than once ending up somehow with five outfielders, none of whom was aware that there was a problem), but as time went on things improved.
Raju, our Indian player, has graduated from being a total newbie who runs with the bat all the way to first base, to being a reliable fielder, thrower, and hitter. When he came up to bat everyone saw the awkward way he held the bat and brought the outfield in, and then someone said, "UH-OH, WHAT IF HE'S A CRICKET PLAYER?" and everyone scrambled to move back out again. For the record, he is a cricket player.
Despite all of these challenges, we found ourselves up 15 to 14 in the top of the last inning, with the other team up to bat. They got some runners going, and hit one to deep center where Josh's intern was playing for the first time in his life. I'd taken Josh out of the game (despite the fact that he was our star outfielder) because I was trying to give everyone an equal amount of playing time. Amazingly the intern ran after the ball and hurled it back to our good luck charm, Drew, who likewise lasered it to home, where we tagged out a runner before she could score. The subsequent outs were at least as amazing. Carla was playing right field, as she was recovering from surgery and forbidden from playing contact sports. They hit one out to her, and she got it after a few hops and fired it to second base, where the too-cocky batter was TAGGED OUT COLD by ubiquitous shortstop Drew.
Not to be dissuaded, they hit it out to Carla again, who got under it for an amazing catch. ESPECIALLY since we had run out of baseball gloves and Carla was fielding the whole inning with a tiny child's glove that didn't even completely fit on her hand!
The score was 15 to 15. Bottom of the last inning. Our team gets up to bat. Old fan favorite Steve leads off by hitting it hard to right but the first baseman snags it with an incredible catch. Dream outfielder and slugger Josh knocks it deep into right for a double. THEN, Marco, Italian, intern, person-who-knows-literally-nothing-about-baseball, pokes one into the outfield just far enough so that speedy Josh can score the winning run.
THE CROWD GOES WILD.
A bunch of other stuff obviously happened today but clearly this was the most important.
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