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Oct. 25th, 2008 @ 10:40 am contest is over
You can stop looking, we've found the greatest metaphor ever.
Blues goalie Manny Legace left after one period Friday night with a hip injury that occurred when he slipped on the carpet placed on the ice for Republican vice presidential candidate Sarah Palin.
I am not sure exactly how "hockey mom" works into the metaphor.
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Oct. 18th, 2008 @ 02:25 pm wait... what?
The Securities and Exchange Commission (“Commission”) is adopting an interim final temporary rule ...

Nothing restores confidence like the speedy adoption of a few new interim final temporary rules!
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Oct. 17th, 2008 @ 09:10 am look back to look forward
I don't keep track of my predictions, but all my blog posts are archived. I'm as interested in how they turn out as anyone, and I'd generally rather be wrong than right because a) my predictions do not usually describe happy outcomes and b) being wrong is a lot more educational. I'm sure this is hard for some of you to believe, but I promise the last thing I want is to give up the cushy life of sorta-free sorta-civilization for either orwellian dystopia or bunkerville. So if anyone wants to trawl the archive for predictions I've made that were way off, I welcome your findings. One of the reasons the world is so messed up is that people are pretty much never held to account for whether they're right or wrong - or worse, are punished for being right and rewarded for being wrong (see: iraq.)

I'm sure that prelude sounds like I'm about to trumpet some awesome past predictions from my selective memory, but not really - I'm linking to this post because I recently discovered future imperfect is out and it's chock full of eye-opening ideas about the future. Oil prices when I wrote that post were around $63 a barrel, and have since more than doubled and are heading back to about the same level. I doubt you'd have much trouble finding doomers who confidently predicted that oil would never again fall below $100 a barrel.

Which is not to say I'm not buying energy and especially oil all the way down, because I am.

Isn't it funny what an opportunity we've been handed here: $150/barrel oil for a while, now plunging. It's as clear a wakeup call as anyone could ask for that our infrastructure is utterly unprepared for the imminent divergence of the oil supply and demand curves, while presenting an opportunity to do something about it while we still have access to cheap oil. What will we do with that clarion call? Of course: absolutely nothing! Except breathe a sigh of relief that the oil crisis has passed and get back to consuming it as rapidly as possible. Unfortunately I didn't save the link, but a couple days ago I read an article on some financial site predicting oil companies would continue to fall and that companies like first solar were the place to invest, because clearly we had learned our lesson from $4/gallon gas and would now be rapidly hastening the transition to renewables. I'd like to nominate that as the worst prediction I'm likely to see in a year already bursting with improbable predictions. (He could be right about oil stocks going down and first solar going up, it's the "because" that's soooo wrong.)

So we're not going to run out of energy, but as our politics does not allow for even minimal levels of preparation for inevitable events if preparing would mean dipping a toe into the reality-based world, there is no upper bound on how much pain will come.
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Oct. 10th, 2008 @ 09:37 am ah, memories
I wish I had time to dig through my archives to highlight some of the more scornful comments from the last few years. I wonder if people still think I'm delusional when I say stuff like this: I think you're completely nuts if you believe you have any chance of collecting out of social security. That kind of faith only belongs in church. The key response being "Get real, or stick to scrabble." It's only been a year since that thread, but I wonder if recent events have illustrated to any pollyannas just how precarious is the situation in the united states. But hey, he's fully confident he knows what's going to happen in 2053! I'm fearful enough of 2013.
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Oct. 5th, 2008 @ 09:18 pm another brick in the wall
What, no comments on one of the great three-year-old comments of our time? You people make me sick! But I'm not giving up on you yet.

Relevant background for this one: Ivy has accumulated a pretty impressive musical database by osmosis - I think she can name more bands now than I could when I left for college.

Tonight at dinner I was explaining how fairly soon she and I are going to start spending daily "(un)school time" and we're going to need to dream up things to do. I was attempting to get her excited about doing theater, telling her we can act out different parts, do funny voices, write what happens ourselves, and so on. She waits for me to finish yammering, looks up from her plate, and says: "Hey, teacher! Leave those kids alone!"

(I am not making this up.)
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Oct. 3rd, 2008 @ 10:03 am things you grow into
Ivy and I have been talking about gravity (in the context of "why things go downhill" and "why you come back down after jumping", but we've also read a few books about space.) Also, on many occasions we've had to explain that ruby has to learn to do much of what ivy takes for granted.

Last night I was giving ruby a bath when she suffered a butt traction failure and slid onto her back with one leg straight up in the air.

Ivy said, "Look, she doesn't have gravity... quite yet."
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Oct. 1st, 2008 @ 07:51 am sleepwalking to the apocalypse
Do the rest of you guys also wonder when you're going to wake up? Ever since the VPILF announcement, the data have suggested this is an improbably protracted dream, except that strangely I don't have my usual lucid dreaming powers. Perhaps I'm required to do something really nutty and extreme to prove I know I'm dreaming and thereby unlock them. Watch for my name in the news.

I mean, is it remotely plausible that with civilization at its ostensible zenith, we'd be on the cusp of putting this woman's finger on the button?

Sarah Palin's Reading List

My world view has been shaped by a vast variety of publications, none of which I can identify. Which "magazines" do I read? Oh aren't we fancy! Of course I read "magazines"... through my monocle, while eating caviar and listening to Mozart! Joe and Jane America don't give a damn about you elitists and your smarties. This country was founded on the freedom to machine-gun wolves from low-flying planes and I'll be damned if I'll stand here and listen to you bad-mouthing America. OH SAY CAN YOU SEE..."

(Would you, at this point, really consider the above paraphrasing to be much less likely than the actual contents of the clip? Ergo, you are nothing but a participant in this interminable dream.)

We must loudly decry this culture of "gotcha politics" in which people are asked about what they read, as if anyone would have a ready answer for a question like that.
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Sep. 29th, 2008 @ 08:21 am summary
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Sep. 2nd, 2008 @ 09:11 pm sometimes all you can do is tip your cap
Hit a nice little milestone today, so I will celebrate with this lengthy post.

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Aug. 9th, 2008 @ 05:25 am It's "Chaz", with a Z
I didn't want to call it too early and risk jinxing it, but last night the last couple competitors - a sixteenth century goatherder and some kid in saskatchewan - were mathematically eliminated. So it's official: my (older) daughter is the most awesome human being who has ever lived. Most of the evidence is sealed for reasons of national security, but the following conversation was recently declassified.

IVY: Daddy, I want to play a game.
ME: Such as?
IVY: Yes.
ME: What would you like to play?
IVY: Suh Chas.
ME: No, "such as" means... I mean, which game would you like to play?
IVY: I want to play Suh Chas!
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