Musings
That is: the tooth the dental specialists call number 18—middle molar, left bottom.
Failed root canal. That’s what I heard last week about number 18 from the periodontist the dentist referred me to. Ugh. Today, I had the first step in getting the bad tooth (Bad tooth! Bad!) replaced with an implant—oral surgery, or extraction of the offending dead tooth (dead from the root canal). Now, step two, I’m healing—and hoping that goes as well as the extraction, which took half the scheduled time—a very good sign. Then on to the next step(s).
And I caught a cold yesterday. Oh, fun. (Sniff! Blow! Discard.)
Speaking of face problems…. This is why I’m not on Facebook—the NYTimes reports that Facebook has changed their terms to retain the right to use whatever you put on their site forever, even if you delete your account:
This month, when Facebook updated its terms, it deleted a provision that said users could remove their content at any time, at which time the license would expire. Further, it added new language that said Facebook would retain users’ content and licenses after an account was terminated.
Although some argue this is not a big change. In short, Facebook’s “trust us” model is not good for users. However, all this is why you read about me here, on my own domain.
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The mining company has piled this waste crap (okay, tailings) next to the road in Copperhill, Tennessee. I thought that strange until I got home and looked at GoogleMaps, and I can see that they’re using the pile as a visual buffer, so you can’t see the even uglier mining activities behind it. Clever. I had thought they would prefer not to remind us of the ugly by-products of their surface mining. Apparently, it was the lesser of two evils…. As one county webpage notes:
Copper ore was discovered in this region in the 1820’s.* From the time of this discovery through 1987 the Copper Basin had the largest metal mining operation in the Southeastern United States. Early profiteers gave no attention to the environment, cutting down every available tree for copper smelting, creating an acid rain that killed over 60,000 acres. This turned the land into what was later described as having the appearance of a red moonscape.
So, now most of that hideous moonscape is hidden, mostly by vegetation barriers, but also by being buried. Here, where the highway passes right next to the mine (or smelters, or other machinery—something ugly), they’re “using” the waste piles….
* Not quite; Native Americans knew about the copper deposits before Euroamericans arrived….
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The original Stormy Kromer headwear, although named for a man, was crafted by a woman, Mrs. Kromer, who modified a baseball cap. I’m partial to modified caps, although my own most famous modified cap has gone missing—very sad.
On this day I learned the legend of Stormy Kromer. I had thought it just a myth. Silly me.
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I can’t really say what I’ve been up to the last few days. Yet.
Somehow this wee image snuck in here though….
Posted at 6:52 PM |
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It’s been a long time since I looked very closely at marbles. They’re kinda cool, even the rough-made modern ones.
I had a bit of fun playing marbles for a while. Then, one kid whose dad worked at a machine shop brought a single large—larger than ping-pong balls!—steelie out of his pocket in the middle of a game, and then the game changed! His steelie would turn our glass marbles to dust and fragments….
As you might imagine, within about two recesses, no one would play with him!
Posted at 5:42 PM |
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Unfortunately, there’s no logo or company name stamped into this pan….
This is my favorite iron skillet. I don’t remember for sure, but I think I paid $3 for it at a yardsale. I know I bought it at a yardsale, although I don’t remember exactly what I paid, but it wasn’t much.
I love how many foods cook in iron pots and pans, the qualities that the heavy iron offers, but I am leery of the rough surfaces that modern versions have.
Good thing there are yardsales!
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I’m surprised the incoming White House minions haven’t done a better job of keeping the new administration’s website current. I know it’s a bit of a pain, but when design the site with sections that by definition will need frequent attention, it’s rather obvious when they aren’t being updated.
The WH blog is painfully scanty and out of date. They did get the first Proclamation listed fairly soon after Obama signed it. The Executive Orders signed yesterday, however, weren’t posted until, I think, this morning—really sub-par, I’d say. These signal important policy shifts.
Posted at 3:36 PM |
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I’ve seen three cherry trees with branches in bloom this week. Seriously. But they better watch out; it’s supposed to be pretty cold this week.
For some warmth, check out the hot (mostly meaning electric—your tax dollars at work, I guess) cars at the Detroit Auto Show. I recommend Nancy’s blog for well-rounded reporting including videos, and the NYTimes for totally conventional (haha) coverage.
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Here’s the fun first step to today’s cooking adventure: making baba ganoush—that is, charring an eggplant right on the burner….
Well, that’s not entirely true, but it makes a good headline!
Cookies that come out of the oven—I like them! (Maybe too much!)
Cookies that result from internet activity—hmm. I delete them frequently.
And just the other day I discovered that there is another kind of cookie that Macromedia hides in its own folder. This explains why I even after I deleted my cookies—the ones that I knew about—a web site would “recognize” me. I now have another set of cookies to deliberately delete, in order to maintain a bit more control over my online persona/profile…. (And, no, I don’t think I’m overly paranoid about this….)
Way back in July 2007, I mentioned another cookie control mechanism—installing a DoubleClick opt-out cookie.
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I can imagine the sales meetings that developed these promotional motifs….
Over at American Standard, they said, geeze, how can we convey superior flushing power? Yeah, without being gross. Well, hmm. Let’s hit the links and discuss this further…. Later, at the Nineteenth Hole, over the third drink: hey, clog-free, hey, golf balls. Tada!
Meanwhile, over at Kohler, they stayed in-doors, and imagined the McMansion, or more modest installation, where many toilets are in rooms attached to bedrooms rather than down the hallway, so they’re not all that far from, well, you get the idea, and quiet is important….
And you choose…?
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