Saying yes...

Welcoming the Explaining Voice

I'm currently reading an article about a quantum computer... while far, far, far, far, far, far, far, far from an expert, I enjoy the subject matter. I've gotten the basic gist, knowing I'll never, ever fully grasp all they are talking about, but here's the thing that's driving me crazy... in the article, they were suggesting other possible quantum things... one was quantum money and how you could not counterfeit it. I have absolutely nothing to attach this to. Can someone give me a very loose example of what quantum money would consist of if there were such a thing?? Would it be totally abstract?? 

What's this??

There's some large, glowing orb in the sky! There's also some kind of little blue orb floating around the bottom. Perhaps a scout?

There's a rumor...

...that tomorrow we'll be experiencing something called 'sunshine'... Sunshine, accompanied by something called 'warmth'.

I can only hope... anymore cold, gray and rain, and I cannot be held responsible for my actions.

Hey Pinko??

Lesson of the day:

Don't post in haste or post, post-haste... the below article is a couple of years old (thank you herr doktor bimler). Although, I have the feeling the very same thing would be even more likely to happen today.

I'm going back to filthbot and nature blogging... it's safer. :)

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My sister, one of your fellow Texans, sent me this... and right on the heels of Perry's "Pray for Rainageddon!"

Bill Nye, the harmless children's edu-tainer known as "The Science Guy," managed to offend a select group of adults in Waco, Texas at a presentation, when he suggested that the moon does not emit light, but instead reflects the light of the sun.

As even most elementary-school graduates know, the moon reflects the light of the sun but produces no light of its own.

But don't tell that to the good people of Waco, who were "visibly angered by what some perceived as irreverence," according to the Waco Tribune.

I was wondering if your recent dealings (office breakdown) might have been due to this upsetting news... Did you have to tell someone the Earth wasn't flat?

Blue Orbs?

I've noticed the robin that's been hanging around the house, giving us evil looks when someone came or went. I figured there was a nest in the area, but I didn't realize how close until yesterday when I saw her fly out of the tree that's mere feet from our front door... probably not the best place for her, but fun for us.

 
                 

ZRM?? What does a zombie architect have to say about this???

A building that is zombie-proof??

h/t my sister

Have at it...

This morning I started to write a post about pussy willows... I loved them as a kid. I still like them. It's pussy willow season. I can't look at them and not think of the millions of them that I wished would come to life. I was certain they were really animals. I'd break off one or two of the catkins and would tuck them in my jewelry box, on a little piece of cotton, sure they'd move at some point, or would make a sound, or something. Sometimes I left water or some grass...

Anyhow, I started to write a post about them... I Googled to find their scientific name, but Google was not giving me the goods. Every entry said "Willow". I didn't want willow... I wanted pussy willow! I knew this was a common name, not some local term that only a handful of people knew! Where in the heck were all of the entries for pussy willows?? (insert your rude joke here)

And then I saw the little notice:

The word "pussy" has been filtered from the search because Google SafeSearch is active

And then it dawned on me that I'd be making a huge mistake if I wrote about pussy willows given the general crowd that tends to hang out around here... and I'd have to listen to a million p-word jokes... and be reminded of the one night at Brando's when I dropped the p-bomb and people realized I was not just some nice mother who liked to paint, but rather a filthbot in disguise...

I still don't like the p-word, but I can ignore it if it's attached to willow... and thank gawd it's not the other p-word. Had they been panty willows, I would have hated them from the get-go!

I also just realized I wrote "low brow" in my categories instead of "lowbrow". This is my latest deal... I want to make evey thing into a compound word, except for actual compound words... those, I separate.

Well tell me something I don't know...

Note to Symantec: It's about 4+ years too late...

WTF

I just received an email from Grizzled... it was directed to his office, but I was copied on it. His train was going to be late, they just hit something... I emailed, saying I hoped it was nothing living. He replied, "Someone committed suicide in front of our train."

We've had enough suicides by train this year.

I always feel so bad for the engineer who has no choice but to watch the horror. I always hope they don't watch. They'll know exactly what is going on, but I always hope they don't watch. I can't imagine.

 

To my mind...

... McClatchy and the Pinkertons sound like the same thing... I know they're not. I've always known, but there's still a little part of my brain that envisions men in dusters riding into town on horseback when I hear McClatchy...