I always felt privileged to get a copy of my friend Kurt’s Xmas zine Festive! – and now you can share that privilege, thanks to the progressive embloggification of everything. Check it out and you’ll get insane Xmas mp3s, pictures, interviews and other delights. Joy to the world, indeed!
Archive for December, 2008
Festive!
Hey, look at me! I read a book! But I think Eco has defeated me. I enjoyed his other books, but this felt like work, which perhaps explains why it took me so long to finish (six months or so?). It did hit all the highlights I want to see, though – early natural philosophy, questions about texts and authors, and crackly dry wit. I’m probably just incapable of enjoying any aspect of life. Time to cash in, I guess.
Best headline ever
Really, seriously, drop everything and read it. The article is what you’d expect.
Mr. 28%
That’s lung capacity, people! My asthma kicked back in about a month ago (it happens for real every 10-15 years or so) and, while it was annoying, I didn’t really think I was that bad off. After the first round of spirometry, though, I was told that my lungs were comparable to those of folks over 84 years old. Apparently they don’t break it down further past that point, because why bother? A 30-something friend (I’ll coyly leave him unnamed) once was told that his liver was like that of an alcoholic in his 60s, so I’ve got him beat in the partial premature senility Olympics. Is this a common method of medical explanation that I’ve missed out on? Is Jill’s spine like a 90-year-old robot’s? Is Dalton’s immune system like a 1,000-year-old bubble boy’s?
So anyway, the steroids begin today to kick-start my lungs, then back to business as usual for another fifteen years or so, I reckon. When I’m 84, I’ll have the lungs of a mummy.



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