Fluorescent is not inviting. Fluorescent is Wal-Mart. It's the hospital waiting room at 3 a.m. It's the endless afternoon in school where you're stuck in a concrete box and can only stare outside at the real lighting. It's the foul-smelling bathroom in the bus depot. It's the scar on a poorly retro-fitted 1800s building that has had the cheapest contractor-pack modern conveniences forced onto its originally artistic and graceful face. It is cold.
You only have to read just about anything I've ever written to discover how I feel about the horrors of fluorescent lighting. For my part, if this really happens, once my stockpile of incandescent bulbs is exhausted, I bloody well will be using only oil lamps and candles. Our government couldn't give a shit about what's actually happening to the planet, and this is a boondoggle, but people will go along with it if they think...ah, fuck it. No Arctic Sea ice by 2012, and America is trying to fix this broken world with mercury-laden light bulbs. Fuck it.
Yesterday was a profoundly awful day, and no writing was done.
My thanks to all who bid in the eBay auctions. A new round will begin this evening, and it will include a true rarity: a copy of my 2005 Subterranean chapbook, The Merewife. I only have
And returning to the subject of my comments regarding fanfic and copyright, here's a comment from
The problem with these people is that they're so caught up in re-appropriation they've started seeing stories as toolboxes, not unitary works that possess their own integrity. A little more respect is needed! And anyone that gets that bent out of shape about their own fanfiction needs to re-focus that energy on an original work. About the only thing fanfiction has on all other writing is the fact that you write it, and let it go.
One day left until Solstice. "Ena sn'ial," as the Nebari say. Truthfully, here in Atlanta, the winter has, once more, been freakishly mild so far.
I think the only thing keeping me alive is Asia Argento porn. Thank you, Tag. You rule.
Feh. That's enough rambling for now.
- Current Location:Oceanidum Mons
- Current Mood:
exhausted
- Current Music:Jethro Tull, "Hunting Girl"
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"Because I like to see what I'm doing."
Nice.
Why did my staff not notify me of this?
Everyone's fired.
On a brighter point, all of that horticultural research of mine has led to a few possibilities that might help. LED bulbs are coming down in price even as I write this, and a system that currently costs $150 will probably be less than $20 by the end of next year. Not only are these more energy-conscious, but they come in full-spectrum and grow-light varieties as well. I'm buying a couple for converting an old Nineties-era iMac into a vivarium, and if you're interested, I'd be glad to pass on any purchasing information.
I'm buying a couple for converting an old Nineties-era iMac into a vivarium, and if you're interested, I'd be glad to pass on any purchasing information.
Okay. That's an awesome idea. It just so happens I have on old iMac monitor lying around...
If you have a moment I'd love to hear maybe a top-five list of Aisa movies that delivers on the Porn angle.
Well, keeping in mind that what I consider porn is different from what most people consider porn, I'll think on this.
no sunshine, no nothing...just nuclear winter + fluorescent lighting. *crawls under desk*
no sunshine, no nothing...just nuclear winter + fluorescent lighting.
You have just inspired a genuine case of shudders.
How odd it is that, at a time when absinthe is no longer something that needs to be smuggled into the country because it will be made in the US, we may be trading in a black market for lightbulbs?
How odd it is that, at a time when absinthe is no longer something that needs to be smuggled into the country because it will be made in the US, we may be trading in a black market for lightbulbs?
Or learning to repair burned out filaments.
Between the imminent death of analog broadcasting and now incandescent bulbs, I recently declared my intent to stockpile phonograph records and lamp oil. My father has rechristened me Ned.
Well, I would argue that loathing fluorescent lighting does not make me a Luddite. But, if it does, so be it. :-)
And, just to compound the likely horror, I bought it at Wal-Mart ;). You can get them at Lowe's, which is, I believe, on a higher circle of hell.
Eh, either way, I just see them as transitional until LEDs get to Lowe's and Wal-Mart.
Also, I had never heard of Asia Argento before this post. I am extremely happy that I do know of her now. Yummy.
I should have realized the mercury issue, so I'll start looking for these LEDs folks mentioned.
On the topic of light bulbs, perhaps careful and judicious application of lampshades and lighting gels could ameliorate such horror from impacting you as heavily? My bedroom has florescent bulbs almost exclusively, but remains pretty warm in color. I think the manufacturers are attempting to make changes to the bulbs to make them more palatable to consumers.
I'll believe such a thing when I see it (and I haven't). But this doesn't address the mercury issue, or having to get rid of many treasured lamps that aren't compatible with the bulbs. Mostly, it doesn't address how this supposed "green" solution isn't a solution at all, only in that it's about money and those who will profit from the transition, and the misdirection, and how so much more good could be done any number of ways; for example, by greatly restricting the use of plastics.