Rarr Monkey Rarr (110)
Cold and sunny today. Our high last night was 25˚F (!) and our high today was 54˚F.
I woke after a fitful night hardly rested from yesterday. I was up at 6 a.m., and after much hemming and hawing and talking with Jun, I decided to stay home and proofread MP2, rather than go to McWane and proofread MP2. Oh, and I need to rewrite the sections of the splenials and angulars for one of the specimens, and expand the sections on the quadrates of the other specimen. I really am ready to be done with this project, though these are marvelous specimens and I am grateful to have been given to chance to do this work. But it is time to wrap it up and move on to other things. I'm gonna work on it like a fiend all weekend. The next time I am lead investigator on a paper it will not be describing two new taxa.
Are there really people who don't work on the weekends?
I signed a bunch of books from the Big Cartel shop this morning, including three to a certain Dr. Funk Nasty. It's the little things.
The afternoon's movie was the extended cut of Peter Jackson's King Kong (2005).
So, all this kerfuffle about Twitter. I've only been saying Elon Musk is a douchebag since, oh I don't know, 2004? I was briefly acquainted with his first wife, Justine Musk (née Wilson). Anyway, Twitter. For one, I will not mourn its passing, if it does pass. I expect I will be relieved. It has done so, so, so much damage to the world, especially political and social damage, and I would hope that in its absence there could be some healing. Or at least we could get back some of our peace and quiet. Just a dab would suffice. And I don't believe it would be replaced by any single platform or service or app. That which was the Twitterverse would be scattered and likely never again coalesce into the toxic brew it has become. And in the interest of full disclosure, I have been a member of Twitter since June 2009. But, also, I stepped away from almost all political "conversation" there after the nightmare of the 2016 Presidential election. These days, I use it mostly to share cool scientific and artistic stuff, to keep readers updated on my projects, to stay in touch with other paleontologists and herpetologists, and to mirror the journal. But mostly, I just share cool stuff and try not to add to the storm. I do not completely buy that this is the end of Twitter, but if it is, so be it. I will not cry.
Now if we could just get Elon Musk to buy Fox News and TikTok.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
1:32 p.m.
I woke after a fitful night hardly rested from yesterday. I was up at 6 a.m., and after much hemming and hawing and talking with Jun, I decided to stay home and proofread MP2, rather than go to McWane and proofread MP2. Oh, and I need to rewrite the sections of the splenials and angulars for one of the specimens, and expand the sections on the quadrates of the other specimen. I really am ready to be done with this project, though these are marvelous specimens and I am grateful to have been given to chance to do this work. But it is time to wrap it up and move on to other things. I'm gonna work on it like a fiend all weekend. The next time I am lead investigator on a paper it will not be describing two new taxa.
Are there really people who don't work on the weekends?
I signed a bunch of books from the Big Cartel shop this morning, including three to a certain Dr. Funk Nasty. It's the little things.
The afternoon's movie was the extended cut of Peter Jackson's King Kong (2005).
So, all this kerfuffle about Twitter. I've only been saying Elon Musk is a douchebag since, oh I don't know, 2004? I was briefly acquainted with his first wife, Justine Musk (née Wilson). Anyway, Twitter. For one, I will not mourn its passing, if it does pass. I expect I will be relieved. It has done so, so, so much damage to the world, especially political and social damage, and I would hope that in its absence there could be some healing. Or at least we could get back some of our peace and quiet. Just a dab would suffice. And I don't believe it would be replaced by any single platform or service or app. That which was the Twitterverse would be scattered and likely never again coalesce into the toxic brew it has become. And in the interest of full disclosure, I have been a member of Twitter since June 2009. But, also, I stepped away from almost all political "conversation" there after the nightmare of the 2016 Presidential election. These days, I use it mostly to share cool scientific and artistic stuff, to keep readers updated on my projects, to stay in touch with other paleontologists and herpetologists, and to mirror the journal. But mostly, I just share cool stuff and try not to add to the storm. I do not completely buy that this is the end of Twitter, but if it is, so be it. I will not cry.
Now if we could just get Elon Musk to buy Fox News and TikTok.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
1:32 p.m.