goodness, life

Art, or stupid?

It’s time for the age-old question: Is it art, or a huge waste of time?

Some spiders can make silk.  Beautiful, naturally golden-yellow silk, which can be harvested, then woven into clothing that will never be worn, due to their rarity.  Eighty people worked for seven years to collect enough raw silk material from these amazing (and totally spooky-looking) spiders to create this beautiful/pointless scarf.

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I love art.  I love that as soon as humans mastered their own survival and realized they had free time on their hands, they started to create for the sake of creating.  Creativity, the search for beauty, is what distinguishes us from most of the animal kingdom, the ultimate display of social maturity within a species.  And yet… what if every artist was working on finding alternate sources energy instead?  What a productive, drab little world we would live in.  I have to conclude that (most) art is worthwhile.

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This is a real thing

It’s a Zebroid.  Or a Zorse.  Either way, it’s a real thing, and has been for quite some time.  Apparently people have been breeding horses with zebras since the 1800’s.  WTF, GUYS.  It looks awesome, but… seriously.

shittiest photoshop job, or coolest hybrid animal?

lookit his little mowhawk!! bitchin

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Too many bossy bosses

My boss at Office Job, who we’ll call Little Mole Boss for her previously explained propensity to close her eyes for long periods of time while talking, is, by and large, a good boss.  Most of the time she is considerate of others, generous with her time, and a hard worker.  She takes time every morning when she comes in to say hello to everyone, ask us how our weekends were, etc.  If someone calls in sick, she seems genuinely concerned, and never complains about their absence.  Overall, an excellent boss who makes my experience at work pretty stress-free, especially compared to other bosses I’ve had.

I’ve noticed, however, that she feels free to interrupt us, her subordinates, while we speak, even if one of us is answering a question she asked.  One of my bosses at Karate Job (we’ll call him Frantic Boss) has a similar problem: He’s so high-energy that when the person he’s talking to finds a spot during his frantic monologue to put her two cents in, he won’t look her in the face while she talks, and once she’s finished talking, he’ll say something like, “That’s an excellent point.  So what I was saying was…”  It’s like he’s just waiting for his turn to talk instead of listening.  He interrupts people mid-sentence with phrases like, “I totally understand where you’re coming from,” as if his commiseration is enough reason to stop talking.  I’ve seen him do this to several people including his boss, the owner of the karate school.

I really dislike when people interrupt each other.  Interrupting someone is a socially semi-acceptable way to say, “Stop talking.  Whatever you’re about to say, it’s not as interesting/important/pertinent as when I’m about to say, so just save yourself the trouble and shut up.”
Or, somewhat more absurdly, “I feel clairvoyant around you.  Your predictability so bores me that I can’t help but attempt to force you to shush by verbally bulldozing you.”

It’s so rude!  People who do this drive me nuts.  Since I’ve noticed this in my bosses, I’ve been keeping an eye on myself, and I realize I do this sometimes at home while chatting with the roomies.  If we’re talking about something funny or whatever, the conversation goes more quickly and talking over each other is only slightly more acceptable.  Still, I’m going to be more vigilant about this.  I like hearing them talk, they’re fun and smart.

So now I get to hop up on my high horse and point out how I think my bosses could improve:

1. Be willing to conduct an uncomfortable/negative discussion in a professional manner.
Karate bosses are actually really good at this, which is great.  Little Mole Boss cannot do this at all.  She got so uncomfortable once when we were talking about some nasty emails flying around within an organization we assist in running, that she put her head down on the table we were sitting at, and left it there for a solid minute or so while my two coworkers attempted to sound comforting while hiding the amusement in their voices.  She just wanted to disappear, which made me want to disappear.  Not a good leadership technique.

2. Listen to your subordinates.
Naturally, there is an implied “without interrupting” at the end of that sentence, but I’ve already gone over that.  Really, the point is that my karate bosses do not take criticism or suggestions from their subordinates well at all.  In fact, our opinions get out-right ignored, even though our bosses spend almost no time talking to our clients and students.  They sit in their ivory tower and make sweeping changes to the curriculum and policies on a monthly basis, regardless of what their subordinates say.  It’s a shame because we would be an excellent resource for them, and because it demoralizes us.

3. Acknowledge your short-comings.  Learn to depend upon your subordinates for their strengths.
This must be a tough one.  As a boss, I would imagine I would feel like I was the best at most things.  How else would I have gotten where I was?  Little Mole Boss is technologically somewhat inept, considering that she’s in her 70’s, and her generation lacks the constant exposure to computers, etc.  So when the prospect of online interaction with our clientele came up, she was against it.  When I suggested an iPhone app for a huge event we host with several thousand people, she shot it down.  When it was time to send out holiday cards, she asked me to find something affordable and religiously neutral.  When I sent her a dozen cards with price points, she responded with one card twice as expensive, and ignored my suggestions to use something more cost-effective, thereby rendering my efforts pointless.

Being a boss can’t be easy, I understand that.  I’m not sure what kind of boss I’d be.  It sounds lonely.

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Fewer mistakes, less embarrassment

i'm so disappointed

I’m a bit of a grammar snob, so when people make  mistakes like using “less” instead of “fewer,” I always notice, and it always bothers me.  It makes the person sound lazy or ignorant (or stupid), especially when (if I feel comfortable correcting them) they can’t tell why they’re wrong, even when I point it out.

I was shocked to discover my mom was, until recently, one of these people.  She majored in English, and I had to explain to her when it was appropriate to use “less” or “fewer.”  I figured, maybe this is a more wide-spread problem than I thought, perhaps because when you say you want more of something there’s just one way to say it: MORE, but when you want not-more, you have to think.  So let’s break it down:

Fewer is used when talking about individual items (cans of soda, grains of sand, etc.).  The easy way to remember this is to see if you can apply numbers to it: five cans of soda, six grains of sand.

Less is used when talking about amounts (water, sand, etc.).  Numbers cannot be applied to these.  Would it make sense to say, “I want six sands, please.”  No, no.

Observe:

Few = individual items
“I want a can of soda.”
“Just one?  How about six cans?”
“No, I want fewer than that.  Just one, in fact.”

Less = amounts
“How much soda do you want?”
“Just a bit.  Less than I had last time.”

Think of it this way: If a waiter asks, “How many waters do you guys want?” he’s really saying, “How many cups of water do you guys want.”  He’s just being a lazy idiot.  The answer is always “fewer,” because he’s talking about something you can count.

Something like a liquid can’t be divided and counted without changing it somehow (like pouring it into cups or freezing it into cubes); that’s a sure sign that you’re dealing with an amount, and you should use “less” when talking about diminishing it.  Individual items (like ice cubes, sugar cubes, grains of sand, etc.) should be diminished using “fewer.”

Quiz time!  Which is correct?

a) I would like less coffee.
b) I would like fewer coffees.
c) I would like less coffees.
d) I would like fewer coffee.

If you said A and B, you’re correct!  If you said anything else, reread this post until you get it, or message me and I’ll help you understand how this works.  It’s a simple way to get a handle on a part of the English language every native speaker should have mastered by adulthood.  Alas…

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Cold comfort

The western world seems to be generally unaware of the “comfort women” of World War II, Korean women forced into sexual slavery for Japanese forces.  I didn’t learn about it until I started training in Korean forms of martial arts.  My instructors were from South Korea, and for a while they wouldn’t admit Japanese students to our school.  One of them explained that his grandmother had been a “comfort woman,” and that many Koreans still harbored anger against the Japanese.  Though many formal apologies have been formally issued by Japanese administrations, the compensation paid to Korea by the Japanese in the 60’s–meant for the Korean people–was instead directed to other people (which is pretty messed up).  As a result, Koreans are still up in arms about the issue.

A bronze statue of a young Korean woman was erected in South Korea recently.  She sits facing the Japanese Embassy with an empty seat next to her for others to join her vigil.  This is a pretty serious issue over there, and has pissed off plenty of Japanese people who believe the issue closed (or at the very least dealt with through the proper channels).

I can’t believe I still haven’t visited Korea or Japan.  Gotta fix that.

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Technicolor dreamcoat

I have a surprisingly colorful wardrobe, which pleases me to no end.  I used to be an all black-and-navy kinda lady.  This represents growth for me.

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Baby steps

BossyBear, you are so bossy.

I read this article today about a kid who stood up to his dad on behalf of his younger brother, who wasn’t being manly enough for his dad’s taste.  So awesome.  Color me impressed.

I wonder if I was that kind of kid.  I don’t remember being particularly heroic, but I do recall not putting up with bullies.  I remember hearing (and saying), “What’s your problem?!”  The whole situation usually dissolved before any physical contact ensued.

The point is, it’s tough for kids to stand up to others, especially adults, because they don’t know where they stand on most stuff, and they assume adults are right until told otherwise.

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I bought a dress

I’m not the dress-wearing type, but when I discovered that I own a dress that makes me feel feminine, turns heads, and isn’t whorish, I decided to make it a point to wear more dresses that make me feel feminine, turn heads, and aren’t whorish while I’m young and fabulous.

So I bought a dress.

Cute, right?  Now I have to get a strapless bra.  Fuck.

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WoW food

Diminutive Roommate had the incredibly nerdy idea of having a dinner where all our friends who used to play World of Warcraft get together and eat dishes from recipes in the game.  It’s an idea I’ve heard tossed around, but when Diminutive Roommate sent me an email about it a couple months ago, it stuck.  We’ve send emails back and forth about this.  I made a list of possible recipes we could recreate without too much difficulty.

Here are the foods I chose, my imaginary experiences of them while I played WoW, and how they could be recreated IRL:

I hear shark fin soup it's delicious. dammit.

Spice Bread– something involving cinnamon
Brilliant Smallfish– any fish with white meat, smoked with salty seasoning.  I’m thinking halibut.
Crispy Bat Wing– I have no idea what we could do with this other than fried chicken wings.
Beer Basted Boar Ribs– pretty easy to make, I picture these piping hot and a little bitter.
Goretusk Liver Pie– any meat pie will do, obviously liver and onion would be best.
Blood Sausage– something really dark and spotted; should go to the Farmer’s Market on Fairfax and 3rd for this.
Redridge Goulash– a hearty meat/pasta/vegetable stew; hard to screw up.
Murloc Fin Soup– shark fin soup would be perfect!  If only it weren’t totally unethical and illegal.
Soothing Turtle Bisque– one of my favorites. Turtle soup does exist and sounds delicious, but it sounds horrifying to prepare.  Might just have to go with a fish bisque of some kind.
Dragonbreath Chili– I figured the spice of this wouldn’t hit you until you swallowed.  Boyfriend’s famous spicy chili might be perfect.
Spider Sausage– a narrow sausage with white meat and a tangy taste, in my mind’s eye.
Tender Wolf Steak– ribeye, bloody with very basic spices.

To drink:
Captain Rumsey’s Lager– lager is a warm color, so I think of the hazelnut blend sold by Rogue.
Thistle Tea– it’s basically grass tea, so I think of this as a green tea of some kind.

Game over.  This shit is happening.

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Symphony of color

This amazing website shows you photos filled with colors of your choice, in the ratios of your choice.  Remarkable and fun.  Go, interwebz, go!

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