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The Most Astounding Fact

03/6/2012

The knowledge that the atoms that comprise life on earth – the atoms that make up the human body, are traceable to the crucibles that cooked light elements into heavy elements in their core under extreme temperatures and pressures.

These stars- the high mass ones among them- went unstable in their later years- they collapsed and then exploded- scattering their enriched guts across the galaxy- guts made of carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and all the fundamental ingredients of life itself. These ingredients become part of gas clouds that condense, collapse, form the next generation of solar systems- stars with orbiting planets.

And those planets now have the ingredients for life itself. So that when I look up at the night sky, and I know that yes we are part of this universe, we are in this universe, but perhaps more important than both of those facts is that the universe is in us.

When I reflect on that fact, I look up- many people feel small, cause their small and the universe is big. But I feel big because my atoms came from those stars.

~Neil DeGrasse Tyson

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On e-Books

10/21/2011

I’ve tried to read .pdf books; I almost always print parts of them out.

I’ve tried to read books on my smart phone; almost impossible. I don’t have an Amazon Kindle or Barnes & Noble Nook; I’d like to have one. But …

I really don’t think I’d be satisfied. There’s a visceral feel to a book. Tangible qualities that machines and binary code just don’t give me.

I feel like one of the last guys to use film, because digital photography “doesn’t have the same feel” of film. For the record, I bought a digital camera as soon as I could afford one. And I used it exclusively.

But I can’t rummage through an attic for an old e-book. I can’t scan titles at a garage sale looking for paged gold. An antique shop isn’t going to carry an old Kindle section — what am I going to do while my wife is rummaging around for tchotchkes?

Misplacing an e-book reader is like misplacing a whole library! Oh, the pain!

And I can sit on a book. Or leave it in the car in the summer while it roasts and in deep winter’s freezing cold. I can still read a book if I spill iced tea on it.

I’m not a Luddite, I swear.

It’s just. Well, I like books.

Those (e-books, Kindles, Nooks) aren’t books. You can’t hold a computer in your hand like you can a book. A computer does not smell.

There are two perfumes to a book. If a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better. It smells like ancient Egypt. A book has got to smell.

You have to hold it in your hands and pray to it. You put it in your pocket and you walk with it.

And it stays with your forever. But the computer doesn’t do that for you. I’m sorry.

~ Ray Bradbury

And you can lie on your back with a book, close your eyes, and open it as a blindfold. It’s seam fits your nose perfectly and keeps most of the light out.

A Kindle can’t do that.

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The Gay Man, Marriage, and Me

10/20/2011

Not so long ago, I was the guest in the home of a gay man. I don’t think he knows that I know that he’s gay. I hardly think he cares. And, other than the amusing fact that he still has occasional sex with his ex-wife, I don’t care either.

He left his wife and took on a male partner. His wife and his partner don’t like each other. In light of the amusing fact above, I’m not surprised.

I used to work with a gay gentleman. His name was Carl. From time-to-time we’d have lunch together. One afternoon, at a pizzeria, Carl recognized the guy making the pizzas. He knew him from one of the gay bars he frequented.

Carl started flirting with this guy like a girl looking for a prom date. I was surprised that I got a little uncomfortable and excused myself to the parking lot.

When Carl returned I said, “Don’t do that. That made me feel weird.”

“Don’t do what?”

“Start batting your eyes at guys like that and acting like a school girl. That was just a little too gay,” I said.

“Why, are you jealous?”

“Jealous? Of what? Do you think I want to get in your pants?”

“Well, from the way you’re acting, yes.”

Carl really thought I was gay. When I told him that I was married, that my wife was expecting our first child, he was shocked.

“I thought for sure you were gay. I mean, you’re a nurse. And you’re slight. And you hang out with a gay guy.”

Several months after that, he did come on to me. I reiterated that I was married. “Jim, I’ve had more married men than gay men.”

I believe him.

Human beings are social animals. We have evolved societies beyond the family unit and small regional bands. We have political and religious societies; work and hobby societies; game and support societies. And on and on.

We have a need, a yearning, an instinct to be in a group.

Similarly, the human animal has a strong desire to pair-bond with his/her sexual partner. This strong desire, this biological instinct, evolved because the man-woman pair can more successfully raise children, and pass on the coupled genes, than one person (woman) alone.

Eventually some of our societies formalized this pair-bond, this mating-couple, this marriage. Our religious societies sanctified the marriage. Our governmental societies legalized and heaped benefits on the marriage. The two became one.

What started as instinctual pair-bonding for the process of successfully bringing genes through to the next generation has become a religious and governmental institution that is not bound to raising children.

People who have a sexual attraction to the same gender still have this strong desire to pair-bond with his/her sexual partner. A governmental society that gives benefits and rights to pair-bonded sexual couples and states in its founding document that laws need to treat all citizens equally, ought to be blind to the gender of that couple.

It just makes sense to me that all pair-bonded couples have the same benefits and rights. The pair-bonded homosexual couples ought to legally be married.

Religious organizations, especially Christian ones where Jesus has already given us an example of staying out of governmental affairs, ought not have a say in the government’s role in gay marriage. It has nothing to do with them. Give unto Caesar what is Caesar’s.

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Nannerisms

10/16/2011

After my parents were divorced, I was raised by my maternal grandparents. Nan, my Grandmother, died almost 10 years ago. After all that time many of her quaint sayings still echo in my head. Some are oft repeated to my own children.

These are “Nannerisms.”

Nannerism I

Young Jim: Nan, I wish I could have some ice cream.

Nan: Wish in one hand and shit in the other. See which one fills faster.

Nannerism II

Nan: How did you do in blah, blah, blah today?

Young Jim: I did great! I blah, blah, blahed and came in first. I only made one mistake, but made up for it. Blah, blah, blah and won my blah.

Nan: Self praise stinks.

Nannerism III

Young Jim: Nan, if …

Nan: If the dog didn’t have to stop to take a shit he would’ve caught the rabbit.

Nannerism IV

I’ve heard …

“Straighten up and die right”

… so many times, I didn’t know Nan said it wrong and “… and fly right” doesn’t quite make as big an impact on me when I hear it.

Nannerism V

Young Jim: Nan, can we turn up the heat? I’m cold.

Nan: Why? Do you have shit in your blood?

Nannerism VI

Young Jim: Hey Nan, I just heard …

Nan: Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see.

Nannerism VII

Young Jim: Nan, where’s the catsup?

Nan: If it was a snake, it would’ve bit you.

Nannerism VIII

Young Jim: Hey Nan, I want one of those (insert minimally priced item here).

Nan: Now you know what it’s like to want.

Nannerism IX

Young Jim: Hey Nan, I want one of those (insert moderately priced to expensive item here).

Nan: I’ll buy you two in case one breaks.

Nannerism X

Nan: I can’t believe she bought (insert luxury item here). She doesn’t have a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of.

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Types of People

10/16/2011

There are two types of people:
Those that categorize people into two types and those that don’t.

Or it could be that I’m wrong.

Maybe there are three types of people:
Those that are good at math and those that aren’t.

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Rock Gods

10/15/2011

I am 47-years-old. Much of the music I enjoy listening to is  generation older than me. For example, right now I’m listening to The Band. The Weight was released in 1968. I was four years old.

Two of the prime movers of The Band were Levon Helm and Robbie Robertson: Helm is 71-years-old; Robertson is 68.

I recently saw David Gilmour (Pink Floyd) on television have to slip on his bifocals to play an instrument. Rock Gods don’t wear bifocals. Fuck.

Gilmour is 65.

Now I’m listening to Neil Young. Young is 63.

Iggy Pop is 61. Here’s a pic of Iggy. Still rocking. Rock God.

Fuck.

I stare at myself in the mirror and I think, ‘Wow, I’m really great-looking.’ … I think I’m the greatest, anyway. ~ Iggy Pop

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06/06/06

10/15/2011

According to the Des Moines Register:

Iowa City, Ia. — Tabitha Unternahrer, a Baptist minister’s daughter, grew up knowing the number 666 was associated with Satan. She didn’t want the number — even in the form of 6/6/06 — linked with her daughter.

That’s why Unternahrer, 23, of Wayland, rescheduled her Caesarean section birth, which originally would have been today at Mercy Hospital in Iowa City.

“I really didn’t want her to carry that birth date around,” Unternahrer said about her daughter, Taryn, who was born May 31.

Mrs. Unternahrer isn’t the only mom-to-be worried about giving birth to the Antichrist. Do a quick search on any news site and you’ll find scores of stories about women worried about giving birth on June 6, 2006. 6/6/06. 666. The number of the Beast.

The Revelation According to John says:

Let him who has understanding
calculate the number of the beast, for the number is that of a
man; and his number is six hundred and sixty-six.

Or so we thought.

You see, I’ve been following the brainiacs that have been decoding the Oxyrhynchus Papyri. Seriously, I have. I get Google News Alerts and everything. In 2005, these dudes found fragments of the oldest known Revelation According to John.

Guess what?

The number of the Beast is NOT 666.

It is 616.

It seems that a couple of centuries ago, some inept monk transcribed the wrong number.

I’m not kidding. You can read it yourself here.

You’re not going to read it yourself, are you? Sheesh. I’ll do the work for you.

The newest volume of Oxyrhynchus Papyri contains a fragmentary papyrus of Revelation which is the earliest known witness to some sections (late third / early fourth century). A detailed discussion of its place in the MS tradition is given in the printed volume. You will find images at 150dpi and 300dpi in the papyri section of this site, accessible from the main menu.

One feature of particular interest is the number that this papyrus assigns to the Beast: 616, rather than the usual 666.

See? For 2000 years, we’ve been looking for the wrong guy.

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I’ve Been Thinking …

10/14/2011

I’ve had an on-again, off-again love affair with, what I call, the personal web. Other people call it blogging; I don’t. Blahg.

I’ve had a personal website for a long time. I have hundreds of pages of archives that just aren’t here anymore. I have some of them on a hard drive somewhere. But they’re ancient history; who cares about them?

You’re all “blogging” now, you know?

That’s what you’re doing on Facebook and on Twitter and the like. Your telling your personal stories. On the web. In all sorts of different ways.

And people are reading and sharing. That’s the personal web.

And this is JimFormation.

I’ve been thinking …

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Prayer

10/14/2011

God is too busy keeping the stars in the sky and trying to figure out what happened to all his bees to worry about your baseball team.

Pray wisely.

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