Nothing funny about feldspar

My genetic and cultural heritages converged this afternoon in a not particularly encouraging manner. I laid down because my back wasn’t comfortable in any sitting position (Father). I put a DVD (Ehrman’s lecture on The New Testament part 2) in my laptop and set it on the side table to watch while I was laying down, not having an interesting book handy. And then promptly fell asleep (Mother).

It was a nice (short!) nap — I woke at the end of the first chapter on Paul, when the interlude music came up, much like my mother does when she hears the Law and Order sound.¹

And now that I’m awake, I’m still laying down, but this time I’m bloggin’ about it (hence the title of this post).

1. This has nothing to do with Prof. Ehrman’s lecture, either content or delivery. I was perfectly able to watch the first half of the course, as well as the first lecture on this DVD (on Acts).↩

I ain’t no Karl Blossfeldt, but I think this ostrich fern pic is pretty cool

I haven’t got any idea what this plant is. It’s one of the ones we moved from Plagioclase’s mother’s garden. Given its seemingly random appearance in the bed, I’m guessing it’s Noxious Weedkin.

But it sure is cool looking, isn’t it?

Between Albite having an adverse reaction to dog food, requiring trips outside in the middle of the night (at least he asked to go out and didn’t just leave us some “presents”), and Plagioclase’s mother’s apnea, we haven’t been getting a lot of sleep here at the Rock Pile. Add to that the stress of stressy-stuff and back pain that gets worse as the day goes on, and you get a bunch of beings that would just rather have a nap.

Naps are undervalued in our society. We feel guilty when we notice other people noticing us having a little snooze. We’ve learned to say “I’m just resting my eyes” or “I’m not sleeping, just trying some deep-breathing exercises.” I avoid this guilt by actually going back to bed. It seems less sneaky somehow. And since I take two-hour naps, it’s much more comfortable than stretching out on the couch.

I think I’ll head there now. Mmmm…. pillow….

I gave it some time. I tried to understand. I appreciate the effort. But I’m sorry, New York Times Online, I really hate your front page. Nine columns wide! Narrow headlines that wrap after one word! Busy busy and that damned orange $$ icon that draws my attention in the sea of white and blue.

I read so much less of the NYTO than I used to. Maybe that’s what they want, so freeloaders like me don’t drag down their servers?

(On another note, why is FoxTrot in Flash 8 now?)