Life Blog

Creationists in Oxford

I often read about creationism in the US, and its followers. I tend to find it amusing, and just a little worrying as their numbers are not insignificant. We have plenty of street preachers here in the UK, but until today I have never seen those US-style anti-science evolution deniers on the streets.

Creationists

I watched for 10 minutes as I ate my sausage roll, and listened to the standard creationist spiel of how everything must have a beginning and an end, and how everything created must have a creator and how there are no transitional fossils. It was quite entertaining!

Amazing to have that right here in Oxford, a place of learning. There's a natural history museum just around the corner. I wonder if they had ever been?

Agnostic or Atheist?

Alright. Here is my second attempt at VBlogging. I'm getting better at talking to the camera, which I find difficult to do. Still can't do it in one cut though!

It's on the subject of Agnosticism and Atheism. It's probably old territory for most people interested in this subject matter, but hopefully somebody will find it interesting…

Self Portrait

Here's a self portrait taken with a cheap digital camera, without flash.

I find that pictures taken of myself with a flash don't look so good. I have a very pale complexion and with the flash on it makes me look like Darth Sidious.

Not sure why the color is so distorted without the flash. The background is actually a white wall, but it looks red. Go figure.

To err is human

I noticed recently that I say ‘err’ or ‘umm’ a lot when asked a question, particularly for questions that aren't factual in nature, and have no right or wrong answer. For instance, if I were asked “what is the capital of Turkmenistan” I would answer “Ashgabat” (which everyone knows) without any umming or erring. But if I were asked “would you like milk in your Americano?” I would answer “err… yes”.

Birthday Boy

I'm on the right. I have put on a little weight since then.

Today is my birthday. The universe is officially 35 years old today! :-)

Another year without anyone discovering that I have been faking being a grown-up for all these years. Maybe soon I'll have to start being all responsible.

My forties are not long off. Funny how round numbers are psychologically significant; there is nothing I can do at forty that I couldn't do at thirty nine (or vice versa). Then again, maybe I'll start wearing knitted cardigans and voting conservative – who knows!

Actually I think I'm going to avoid all that “OMG I'm going to be forty!” nonsense, and only worry about ages that are a power of two. Sixty-four is a long ways away, so I can relax for a while. Maybe by then I'll also be a grown-up for real, or I may just leave that for my one-hundred-and-twenty-eighth birthday.

Jen's Wedding

My little sister got married! Congratulations Jen & Scott, I'm so happy for you both.

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There's always a way

Where there is a Will, there is always a way.

Spotted in a deli in Oxford. It says ‘Where there is a Will, there is always a way’.

Thats right – always a way!

Just saying.

Playing Possum

An Opposum

No reason, I just love this little guy. I think I will use a possum as a mascot for my next creation – whatever that may be!

I don't know why people don't like Possums. I wouldn't mind one for a pet.

Here is what Wikipedia has to say on the subject:

Didelphimorphia (pronounced /daɪ.dɛlf.ə.mɔr.fi.ə/) is the order of common opossums of the Western Hemisphere. They are commonly also called possums, though that term is also applied to Australian fauna of the suborder Phalangeriformes. The Virginia Opossum is the original animal named opossum. The word comes from Algonquian wapathemwa. Opossums probably diverged from the basic South American marsupials in the late Cretaceous or early Paleocene. A sister group is Paucituberculata (shrew opossums).

Full article from Wikipedia

Stop the world, I want to get off!

This morning was not a typical morning. After today I rather think I prefer typical mornings.

I woke up a little earlier than usual – at about half past seven – and rolled over in bed, only to be struck with a unpleasant sensation of dizziness. The only time I have felt similar, is when I had gotten drunk on vodka as a teenager.

The room was spinning when I opened my eyes, giving me waves of nausea. I staggered out of bed, only to flop down on the floor because I was afraid of losing my balance. After a few minutes I managed to focus and get back on my feet, only to hug the floor again when the dizziness returned a couple of minutes later.

Any movement of my head felt like it was amplified a hundred fold, and if I looked up, even slightly, the dizziness was all the more intense. The only thing that helped was being on all fours with my head down.

Between bouts of crawling about in my living room I switched on the computer to get the number of NHS direct (a medical help-line). The nice young man and nurse that I spoke to managed to ascertain that I wasn't going to meet my maker any time soon (if it's God, boy would I feel foolish).

Long story short: it passed after an hour or so, leaving only a residual nausea, and I managed to get myself to the doctor who told me it was acute labyrinthitis – which I had self-diagnosed by reading Wikipedia. Naturally I nodded and expressed faux surprise – glad my job isn't slowly being replaced by a website. :-P

Fortunately, it is most likely a one-off, caused by a virus. A good thing – not even a cup of coffee could fix this morning!

That's one more ailment I can scratch of my list of diseases I have yet to experience!

I am a Billionaire!

This is what $50 billion looks like.

My little sister has returned from her travels in darkest Africa and has brought back great treasures indeed. Behold, the $50,000,000,000 note! And I didn't even need to help a Nigerian widow transfer the money out of the country.

I know what you are thinking – it's great to be wealthy, but what about all the begging letters? Well, I guess I can stop sending them now.