So Far So Good

So I peeked at Twitter… and decided I could deal with it later. That’s a positive sign. I hope I can keep it that way.

Calories As Important as Nutrients (involving SNAP benefits challenge) – I’m glad someone is pointing this out. High calorie food was massively important to me when I was living on a very low budget (and now I wonder why I didn’t apply for food assistance cause I could have used it) because I not only worked an on-my-feet job, but I spent my days off doing manual labor to get extra money or pay my rent (I had a labor for rent agreement with my landlord at the time). I needed a lot more calories than I do in my current life and I was also more bone-weary tired than I am these days. I have many choice words for people who judge what people on food assistance eat.

Chin Science 

Female chimps use tools for hunting more than males. 

I never find anything this interesting fixing my toilet (I don’t think he ever got his toilet either)

The US’s 1960s era plans for invading Cuba – O_O …it’s like every conspiracy theory ever.

Dark Matter Being… Not-Dark 

This is worth a watch all the way through

3d movie rewires man’s brain to see 3 dimensions – This is really neat

Cause you need a cat video. 

Links for April 14

(oops)

Aging of the Brain

Studying Evil

NASA GoPro Spacewalk footage (This is really long but so very very cool)

Watson Made A Cookbook (I welcome our robot overlords and invite them to take their place in my kitchen where I request the construction of a sandwich)

Wanna See a Manhole Cover Blow Sky high? (Of course you do. Watch the video. Also the interviewee should get hired as a reporter cause he’s better at it than 90% of people on TV)

Troll Hunter (soon to be an app near you)

No Twitter – Day 14

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Well, this is it. Last day. I’m looking forward to talking to a bunch of people and catching up on stuff… but at the same time I’m not exactly looking forward to Twitter itself. Plus I know it is generally bad form to favorite/retweet a bunch of stuff from the last two weeks all at once. It just feels creepy when someone does it to you especially if you don’t know them. So I have to keep that in mind and be careful how much backtracking I do. I also know I need to find some kind of program rather than looking at the website directly so I can use lists to limit what I’m looking at and that’s not the sort of thing I’m likely to be able to figure out first thing in the morning before work. I’m going to try to ease myself back into the flow a little at a time rather than plunging waist-deep in the surf, so don’t be surprised if you don’t see me on Twitter right away.

So what have I learned? Well, I’d say the biggest thing I’ve learned is that I like blogging again. I stopped doing it when it started feeling like a chore and I’m sure that will happen again, but for now I’d like to keep up a daily or near-daily habit and not lock myself into “important” entries. The easier it is for me to rattle one off the more useful it is to me overall. It’s also been a personal indication that it has taken me this long to recover from a depression relapse I had mid 2012. Man, that’s pretty unsettling. 2+ years to recover from what didn’t feel like anywhere near the bottom. Ugh, that’s a really good reason to be proactive about my overall health and not get complacent because I’m doing good right now. I’m still resentful as hell that I have to be, and I’m sure I’ll screw something up along the way, but I probably needed the reminder.

I also learned that it isn’t Twitter sucking away all my writing time. I don’t really have more or less time than I did before. My mind is clearer and I am more aware of when I engage in tasks to mentally distract myself away from “work”, but I didn’t really get more done. Being away from Twitter didn’t make me more likely to sit my ass down and write words, it just changed how I spent the time when I wasn’t. I still need to schedule writing time and enforce it. The mental discipline to do this isn’t being “used up” anywhere, I just don’t do it. I also have a lot of other responsibilities that require my time and that’s OK.

At about Day 10 stuff shifted. Less people were reaching out to me, and I needed less social interaction. I’m not sure why. It seems kind of interesting, but I don’t really have enough information to poke at it further. Might be worth looking into related research. Could be interesting to explore in a space travel story or something.

I am generally happier than I would have said prior to my break. Before this, I’d have said that the ratio of positive to negative information generally balanced out, but now I’m not so sure. I’m also more aware that a lot of retweeting of negative events seems to be triggered by a wish to alleviate the retweeter’s own suffering at reading the information themselves and thus passing it on alleviates some of their own feelings of helplessness because propagating the information is at least “doing” something.  I’m also aware that doing so can and does actually cause change in some situations… there’s just a lot of guilt and helplessness wrapped up in retweeting of negative events. Not sure what if anything I will do with this realization.

I’m really glad I did this. I don’t know if it will change how and why I do things, but it was exactly what I needed to do at this point in time.

No Twitter – Day 13

Anniversary

A little over 15 years ago ICQ malfunctioned during a group chat and left Aaron and I only able to see each other’s chat and not the whole group. A month later he flew up to Seattle and accused me of only being after his kidney to sell on the black market. Six months later I moved to San Diego to be with him, and exactly 12 years ago we got married.

I keep meaning to fill the bathtub full of ice for our anniversary and say I’m finally collecting that kidney… but we only have a spa tub and that would take a REALLY large amount of ice to fill, and I’m not really $60 of ice dedicated to the joke. Also I’ve been informed that the kidney anniversary isn’t until later in the marriage. Of course by that point it seems like I’d be buying a kidney on the black market FOR him rather than trying to sell one of his… but whatever. Tradition is important.

Anyway, I think he’s aces and I’m glad he’s on this life journey thing with me.

Links:

6 word SF stories

nanowire lasers 

Water on mars? 

Mass whale beaching sign of another earthquake? 

Historical Society gets anonymous letter with original act creating the society.

Not aliens. Someone didn’t wait for microwave to ding near telescope.   (WAIT FOR THE DING PEOPLE!!)

This newt is such a badass we sent it into space. (also apparently newts gestated in space have messed up heads or no heads at all…)

Acetaminophen possibly dulls emotions  ( O_O ) (insert joke here about Apathyaminophen)

The brain’s sarcasm center. 

 

 

 

 

 

Day 12 Links

Possible gene therapy for colorblindness 

Ed Zitron, How I work  (I am a complete sucker for this feature. I love finding out how people work. Sometimes you find interesting things to try or other times you find absolutely nothing of use for you, but you feel better about your own methods)

Missing Part of Enola Gay found  I love that the provenance of the item was kept in the family so they can possibly return it. And yes, people taking stuff they didn’t want to get lost is how a lot of items like this are “saved”. Sometimes that’s a boon and sometimes it’s not.

Message in a Bottle – How To  the part about it being a dark glass bottle is something I never thought about.

Man Cooks Year of Food For Wife  This story just really touched me. So much love in so much food. 😀

 

No Twitter – Day 12

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Avoiding Negativity

So you know in fiction how we talk about characters who walk around with the weight of the world upon them? Generally they are either deeply sad but wise rulers or their mind cracks under the strain and they become villains. How much weight of the world are we heaping upon ourselves through more interconnected forms of communication? How much is too much?

Empathy is recognizing and sharing the thoughts and emotions of other beings. There are indications that empathy actually lights up the same pathways in our brain at a much lower intensity as if we were experiencing it ourselves. So when you see someone fall over and hurt themselves, your own nervous system sends very low intensity pain signals along the same parts of the body as the person who fell.

So we think of empathy as being a completely altruistic thing, but it doesn’t have to be. In fact the way most of us are socialized to use empathy tends toward selfishness. You’re encouraged to put yourself in that person’s place and take their thoughts, emotions, and experiences and internalize them from your own perspective.

How often have you said, “I know how you feel.”? Did you mean you could empathize with them? How have you felt when someone said that to you when you were going through a particularly trying or deeply painful time? I know I feel angry at anyone who dares think they understand exactly what I’m going through. They aren’t in my head. They don’t have my experiences. They don’t KNOW. They may have had a similar experience and felt what they assume I am feeling, but they don’t KNOW. Just as I don’t know what someone else is feeling. It is easy to use empathy to take someone else’s experience away from them and make it your own or about your own experiences.

My Mom used to tell me that she couldn’t make me mad. Only I could make myself mad. Which honestly enraged me. Now, as an adult, I think she’s half-right. I don’t have much if any control over my first flash of anger, however I absolutely have control over my reaction to my anger. I can choose to stay angry or to release my anger and move past it. I can not control my own empathy, but I can control my actions because of it. If my reaction is anything other than compassion, I need to be very aware of my actions as I move forward to make sure I am not co-opting someone else’s experience. If my reactions are purely internal and focused on myself, perhaps I shouldn’t be voicing them to those who have lived the experience.

So, I can’t control my initial reaction to such inputs, and I’m going to have negative events no matter what I do. However, I need to be careful in seeking out negative but avoidable things. Since I can’t control my initial reaction I’m actually increasing the net negativity in the world, my social circles, and my own life, just by viewing negative things beyond my own experiences. But, I don’t want to live in a happy little hole in the ground or view the world through rose-tinted glasses. I want to see the ugly things. I want to know experiences beyond my own (and as a writer that’s kind of REALLY important). If everyone worked toward maximum world happiness by avoiding all negativity and walling off the sources of negative information… that’d be super scary and even the “good” parts of the world would be a little Ayn Randian for my taste.

How do we find balance between being informed and connected without bathing in negativity? How do we lighten each others loads without making the load heavier on everyone? Privilege isn’t about what you have, it’s fundamentally about what you don’t have to think about. Is avoiding negativity the ultimate flaunting of privilege?

I wish I felt closer to figuring any of it out.

No Twitter – Day 11

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Mental Decluttering Continued:

Ok, when I work on decluttering my house the first thing I do is sit down and make a list of everything I know is wrong and everything I hope to accomplish and then translate that into an actionable list and figure out what to tackle first.

 

Stress: My general stress levels are low. Much lower than when I’ve been checking Twitter. In fact I’m not even stressed about missing stuff on there at this point. I’m missing people, but I don’t have that disconnected from reality stress I’d have if I wasn’t checking Twitter every few hours.

Job: Good, but I don’t feel like I’m getting enough done.

Marriage: Super good, focusing on good things we do for each other and making lots of joint improvement toward household goals.

Writing: Overall: Good. Seems like I have too many unfinished short stories. Still can’t bring myself to finish novel project that is 90% drafted.

Physical Health: Dealing with a lot of low level pain in my back and hands. Allergy season is about to hit me hard. Would like to have the scale going downward rather than up.

Mental Health: I am happy. I’m probably the happiest I’ve been in years and years.

Worries: I’m… y’know, I’m not that worried about stuff. I feel like I’m starting to get a handle on things and moving my behavior toward where I want it, even if I’m not there yet.

Guilt: Feel guilty for not reading enough, not being totally current on fiction publications. Not writing enough. Not being on top of everything on my lists. House projects are still undone. Simple planting and gardening things have been taking me over a week.

Fears: I fear I’m running out of time. That’s both within my Twitter hiatus and in life in general. This is probably my greatest fear and one I will never get rid of. I must embrace it and realize it will help me motivate and push me forward as much as it pulls me down. It is most of the time, a neutrally buoyant fear and I should strive for balance with it rather than overcoming it.

Actionable Items:

  • -make doctor’s appointment to talk about health stuff (did this)
  • -work on daily exercises and behaviors that can help health stuff or at least pain symptoms (doing this)
  • -pay attention to what I’m eating and how it makes me feel
  • -be proactive about allergy medications, take all of the extra ones right now. (add this to HabitRPG, self)
  • -carry asthma inhaler at all times (should probably refill it too)
  • -list all unfinished short stories and outline what I know comes next in each story and see which are most easily finished (did this with surprising results. Should blog more about this later)
  • -Keep Blogging. Daily blogging really seems to be helping my mental state and general mental clutter.
  • -keep going through fiction podcasts while working on household stuff, as that’s a good way to multi-task and get some “reading” done, and I’m not
  • -A full return to Twitter seems unwise. Limiting time and cutting back my following list seems to be a good idea once this exercise is over.
  • -Forgive myself for what is undone. Things are progressing. If I keep moving forward with household projects, my general to-do progress, and writing, THINGS WILL GET DONE.

No Twitter Day 10

A snap dragon impossibly growing out of my parents' driveway wall.
A snap dragon impossibly growing out of my parents’ driveway wall.

I just told Aaron I was going to post to blog and go to bed. He responded “Bed post, go to blog?” which is probably more accurate.

So after reading yesterday’s entry, my friend Brian asked me if I was going to further elaborate how to de-clutter one’s mind and how does one actually go about doing so? And I said, That is a very good question. 

I genuinely have no idea. I’m pretty relaxed about it, because I do a whole lot of things I have no idea how to do. I mean, I work in museum collections. My first question about an object is if it can kill me, and the second is figuring out what it was used for and how it works. YouTube is amazingly helpful when you actually know what the item is. Over time you see enough things to start recognizing things you’ve never actually seen in person before. Yesterday my volunteer held up a small scoop on a handle and I immediately said “That’s a black powder measure,” though I can’t remember if I’ve seen one in person or not. A lot of the time I’m faced with an object I have no idea what it is, so I have to make a lot of educated guesses and use a lot of search tools and books to figure it out and if I turn up stumped to ask a lot of people who might have some idea. If I get really stumped there’s actually a professional listserv where you can post pictures and any information and basically ask a whole bunch of museum professionals across the country at the same time. 

So, figuring out how to declutter my mind can’t possibly be quite as challenging since I’ve lived in my mind my whole life and everyone I know has a mind too. 

Links:

Huff ‘n’ Puff 

Gladiator Suits

Live Grenade (or in museum-speak, A Very Bad Day) 

Large Prehistoric Aquatic Lizard Births

Book Review: Revision 

No Twitter – Day 9

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One of the things that seems to happen to people I talk to most regularly, is that they tend to develop a tiny internal Minerva who pipes up with commentary when I’m not around like a snarky, alternate-world, Jiminy Cricket. I’d say that part of the reason I felt it was time to take a break from social media was so that I could get to know my own internal voice again and learn to hear it a little clearer.

The ONLY advice about writing I think anyone really needs is: Know Yourself. The Advance Level Advice is realizing that knowing yourself is a constant and evolving practice that requires actual work and attention. It’s not something you can One and Done. Your relationship with yourself is one you need to work on and maintain, payinging attention to your personal Emotional Weather Report and taking precautions is always a good idea.

There’s a clutter-busting technique called 40 bags in 40 days, where you work to clear out (through trash, donation, selling, whatever) 40 bags of whatever size in your house. I had such success with it that I’ve taken on a daily thing where I get rid of 3 items per day no matter what. Most of the time that ends up being trash that’s collected on the counters or junk mail, but other times I work on getting rid of things out of the junk drawer or kitchen gadgets I no longer use. I’m starting to feel the itch to do a full 40 bags in 40 days (as you can probably guess a lot of people have done this in conjunction with Lent but I’ve never been one to do things at a prescribed time) as I can feel the weight of extraneous stuff weighing on the household again. One of the things that most surprised me in doing this last year is that I didn’t REMOTELY get through the whole house with 40 bags or even 60 or 70. I never even tackled the totes of stored items we keep moving around. I didn’t de-junk the junkiest parts of the house and I still went way over 40 bags.

I’ve gotten away from really listening to myself. I’ve let too much mental clutter pile up. This is a good opportunity for me to focus on myself and sweep out some of the things I don’t need anymore or things that are actively harming me. Maybe try some new habits and techniques to see what works.

There’s no way I’m going to “fix” everything or even that anything is fundamentally broken. I mean, my house isn’t “broken” when there’s clutter, it’s just… cluttered. I don’t need fixing. I just need to spend some time doing a few of the things I’ve known I needed to do. I won’t get them all done, this isn’t an all or nothing thing. It’s just an opportunity to do some mental cleaning and get rid of or re-purpose some things that aren’t working like they used. I need to know myself, and that’s someone I need to keep in touch with, not just assume I know.

NPR Links:

When the Men wear the short pants. 

Junk Drawers

Haunted Dolls

1800s Scams

Additional Links For the day:

Zoo Keeper and 5 year old son get to help excavate dinosaur fossil they found behind grocery store. Dude. Yes I am totally jealous and I’m not even a dinosaur person.

Woman who wears same basic outfit to work every day. This is pretty genius and I’ve found myself shifting to a slacks, long or short solid colored T-shirt, with light knit cardigan sort of work uniform myself though I vary the colors a bit.

Teaching human evolution to students who tell me they will pray for my soul. A really good read.

Complex organic materials in Spaaaaaaaaace. <– I just wanted to write this headline