There is something I love about science and art and the genius of the people working at the cutting edge of both. Here we are working in “closed loops” trying to recreate the Earth. Pretty ridiculous and kind of magical. If we ever figure out how everything works, will we finally be able to live with it?
I can’t remember exactly what year it was I met Bill Hicks. ’89? ’90? I just remember he was very focused and hunched a bit at a table and staring at me, very quiet. He seemed like he was about 8 million years older than I was but he was only a half dozen or so. But he definitely had more going on in his head than most of us in our twenties at that time, something very bright and world-weary at the same time. I wish he was still on this ride with the rest of us.
I don’t know where my mind is today but I started considering if living with this man would be magical or super annoying. “Dear? Where are the sheets for the guest bedroom? …Oh. Not again!”
I was having lunch with a friend last week, talking in a round about way of love and ambivalence and the hesitancy to pursue new love that can set in over time. Well, this sweet Minnesotan couple in their late 70s has no ambivalence about it at all (which is good because if you hesitate at 80, other events could overtake you.)
Charlie and Dorothy, cute as buttons, recently married at the 125-year-old St. Paul Winter Carnival.
“Charlie [the bridegroom] used to be, might I say, a bit reserved in his affections,” said Beth Naughton, a longtime friend of the bride. “But now Charlie is just like an open book with his feelings and his emotions in a way that’s new to me.”
Sharon Hayes, the older daughter of the bride, said that she, too, sees a new side to her mother. “She has this permanent grin on her face that’s been years since I’ve seen,” she said.
And the bride says:
“You’re looking out of the same eyes as you did at 30,” she said, “and it’s still the same world, with trees and snow.”
It’s good to know that you can have new love no matter how old you are and no matter how old you are, the trees and the snow can look different. And that’s coming from a Minnesotan who has seen a whole lotta snow.
Right now, I am extremely grateful for subtext because it seems without it, all our relationships would explode. …However, I also feel I might need to spend the rest of today in silence. P.S. The animation is nicely done.
…Or how to be everywhere at once.
Be the wave.
Even knowing how GPS, traffic control and radar work, it is supercool to see that runway appear out of the dark and the city.
The composer Henryk Gorecki who gave us the absolutely awesome Symphony #3 died today. I first heard Gorecki in the film “Fearless” by Peter Weir. (A director I’ve always loved because he always makes the biggest moments in his stories purely cinematic and dialogue free.) I don’t know what other music could have captured the feeling and delicacy of Jeff Bridges’ experience of being between life and death better than Gorecki. It’s still awesome.
This is something a man, no matter how much in love, ever says to a woman. (Trust me.) But everyone’s brain is gorgeous.
Carl Schoonover, who is a Columbia University student hoping to shortly become Dr. Carl Schoonover, curates a cool book of images of the brain that have never been compiled in one place before, Portraits of the Mind: Visualizing the Brain from Antiquity to the 21st Century. Children of all ages can appreciate a good picture book.
I wonder if dark and ugly thoughts look any different than thoughts of unicorns. I bet they do.
This, BTW, is a hippocampus which helps us all with long-term memory and spatial navigation.
I know today is a day reserved for sugar and scary things but I came across these amazing images of the sun today by a very talented photographer named Alan Friedman. Because he titled this print “Not the Great Pumpkin” I think it’s just fine to blog about on Halloween. What impresses me the most is that while we are accustomed to seeing such detailed images of objects outside our atmosphere from high powered arrays and telescopes like Hubble, this image was taken through the haze of our atmosphere by a smart and talented man in New York State on comparably tiny telescope. Discover Magazine describes how it was done here.