I was busy. Also, I tend to get angry at political events, so I’ve been avoiding them.
But I caught up tonight, and I guess I missed a really good one.
I have a new criterion for who I’ll vote for in the election…who has the best dance moves?
David Bowie has died. I should probably just dump a few dozen songs here to represent his range, but I’ll restrain myself.
I’ll have to watch some of his movies this week, too. Labyrinth, maybe, or Man Who Fell To Earth or The Hunger or Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence. The guy was good at everything.
This is a monument to lab rats in Novosibirsk, Russia. I think it’s adorable.
In other news from Russia, our daughter Skatje is deep in Siberia, and has been incommunicado for a while. We got a quick note letting us know that she is approaching Vladivostok, but a more thorough debriefing will have to come after she gets home next week.
It was snowing lightly this morning, with relatively little wind, and the flakes just seemed to have a kind of magnetic attraction to the trees. So instead of our usual landscape with skeletal black branches everywhere, we got blue skies and black skeletons limned with crystalline white.
It was actually much more spectacular earlier this morning, when I was off on a walk, and I took these pictures around noon, when the sun was beginning to melt away some of the effect. But here are some branches that were in the shade and still had the full laciness.
Chrissy Kolaya, who teaches writing here at UMM, go a nice write-up for her new book in the Chicago Tribune. Her book is Charmed Particles: A Novel
You should read it, and then you should come to the Cafe Scientifique in Morris on 26 January, because she’s the speaker and she’ll be telling us all about it, and taking questions. It’ll be a great start to a new semester!
Go ahead and listen. You might be surprised.
I like the review, because it’s exactly how I felt about the movie.
One difference in our backgrounds, though: I started out as a big Star Wars fan. Loved the first one. Saw the second one and thought it was even better, because it was adding more depth and complexity to a fairly simple story. Saw the third and realized it was all going down the toilet in the name of marketing. And don’t even mention the prequels to me.
Of course, the best summary of the recent movie, even better than Sarkeesian’s, is this one.
the only TFA spoilers i've seen are that the cast consists of a badass female, an interracial gay couple & a disgruntled hot topic employee
— madison (@mtaucoin) December 28, 2015
It’s my demographic, apparently: Dads who get drones for Christmas.
