Because Science Rocks

July 13, 2015 - 6:32pm -- swingbug

Last week I was at a family camp retreat with, not surprisingly, my family, amongst others. We go on this particular retreat most summers and this year I volunteered to keep the kids entertained for a hour every day. I got a group of four kids, including my own, that were all in the 7-9 age range. I've volunteered for this job many times over the years, and this time came in armed with a plan that we would do science experiments.

Travel Plans, Pygmy Marmosets, and the Evil that is Spammers

June 25, 2015 - 8:02pm -- swingbug

Between home/work/whatever, I've got a lot on my plate. Like, I need a platter. Or maybe a big industrial grill. Not sure. Just a whole lot of stuff going on. To complicate matters, I'm traveling so much this summer, the intervals at home feel like the vacation. If I don't look at the calendar I can avoid most of the panic, and rather just reduce the whole thing to the sort of low-level constant anxiety that belongs to small twitchy herbivores who expect to get eaten at any moment.

Home is Good

June 10, 2015 - 8:28pm -- swingbug

I've had a head cold. I've been traveling for work. I've been traveling for work with a head cold. Between cars and planes and cold meds, I feel muddled past the state of coherent sentences. 

I'm juggling a fair amount of stuff this week. With my above-discussed razor sharp mental reflexes, I feel like I'm just managing everything, but managing it all badly. And all I really want to do is huddle in a little ball in the dark and read the latest edition of Knitty undisturbed. 

Conversation with the Youngling

May 24, 2015 - 1:32pm -- swingbug

My son and I were walking down Main Street. I was still singing the song that had been on the radio in the bookshop we just left, a catchy tune that suggested that I should shake, shake, shake my booty.

"I don't think that's very appropriate," said my eight-year-old.

"Which part? The lyrics to the song, or the fact that I'm singing it out loud in public?"

"A little of both, actually."

"Hmm..." I replied. "Would it be more appropriate if I danced while I sang it?"

I proceeded to demonstrate, dancing in the manner the song suggested.

The Name Game

May 10, 2015 - 10:02pm -- swingbug

Names are a big deal in the family to which I was born. Not your given name precisely, at least not the one you start out with. It's the name that becomes yours over time. Its the name that's chosen for you.

Iron Man

March 23, 2015 - 5:13pm -- swingbug

After the close of every league season at the local hockey rink, they hold an Iron Man Tournament.

I always feel like I need to qualify this one to my friends who run. This is not like an Iron Man Triathalon where you run/bike/swim 140+ miles (despite the fact that no zombies are chasing you). Nor is it an I-must-train-for-ten-years-to-do-this-and-not-die-in-the-process kind of deal.

It's also not an I'm-a-super-genius-with-personality-issues-and-I-built-my-own-robot-super-suit kind of deal, though that would be cool too.

Except for the Bit about the Salads

March 13, 2015 - 7:17am -- swingbug

In honor of the passing of Sir Terry Pratchett, I thought I'd share with you some of my favorites of his books. Perhaps those of you who also traveled Discworld would be so kind as to tell me your favorites in the comments and then we can all add them to our reading lists. It is the best way I can think of to thank the gentleman for giving us so very much to read.


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