Thursday, January 29, 2009

Inordinately Amused

This link to google maps should work, but if not go ahead and enter in 844 Cherry St, Denver, CO in google. Go ahead. Right. So if you use street view in look west there is a black Geo Prizm with stuff in the back seat. This in fact looks to be before I removed those rolled up posters from my back window last fall. And that is my second favorite on street parking spot.

I do find it a bit weird that they fuzz out the text on the parking signs (Go to 808 Cherry Street and look west to see what I'm talking about). It would not do to rely upon a picture of a street to know what the parking rules are there, but surely it is more useful than problem causing. And who in their right mind would fully rely on a picture six months old? And they don't also fuzz out business signs. Also, why do they fuzz out some car tires? I suppose I could go looking, but it is late now.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The Appeal for Storage Space

Related to my last entry I am going to try to find some help for my parents.

My parents have to move out of their house due to foreclosure. They're not going to be able to find a place to live until May due to everything that is going on and they have to be out by April 8. Anyone in the greater Denver Metro area have a garage or basement they're willing to volunteer from now until the end of July to store my grandmother's dinning room table, six chairs, and a sideboard? It is the same size as my current dinning table and so if I took it in I would then have the problem of what to do with my dinning table.

That's the big thing, but any space that they could beg for would be helpful. Like me my parents have box after box of books they're packing up. Not to mention the assorted items they will not be able to use, but they want to keep until they're in a better position. For example a couple sets of cross country skis and so on.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Progress and Dread

Well, work continues on getting out all the things from the house that the bankruptcy will allow my parents to keep. One very small positive is that the cleaning down to the baseboards has allowed me to find the legs that belong to my coffee table. This isn't just any coffee table. This table has a three inch thick maple top created from the strips used to create bowling ally lanes from, the legs are stripped pins, and the whole thing is very 1960. It was made by my grandfather who was a carpenter by trade when he had more time than money. My father related how he borrowed time on a band saw to get the curve right and the way he rounded the edge by hand. It is one of two things I inherited from my father's family. I value it very much and I'm quite happy to have moved forward on getting all the parts together and protecting the top with polyurethane. Another coat of the stuff and it should be ready for use.

But despite some good things happening there is still a huge amount of dread. So much has gone horribly wrong this past year that I have nightmares when I stay at my parents' house. I still do not have a job and there is no more family safety net. I'm afraid.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Random Idea On Glass Tabletops

A problem with putting a sheet of glass over a tabletop to protect it is that if any liquid is spilled on top it will sort of 'curl over' the edge and run under the top for a distance. Could this problem be solved with some sort of small channel just inside the rim that would serve to break the run?

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

My Guess on Mental Illness

I think I may understand mental illness better than I did. We humans think of ourselves as rational thinking beings, but I suspect we are just as instinctual as any other intelligent animal. We have obvious infant instincts such as suckling, imitating caregivers (especially in vocalization), and crying when something unpleasant happens. I also think we have other instincts that we excuse by rational thought or social convention. I think there is an underlying avoidance of contamination instinct. It is at its most basic about the smells of excrement and rot, but as with the sexual instinct it is modified, moderated, and reinforced by our experience or knowledge.

A perfect example of this is how people often cannot stand the food they had at the onset of some sort of illness for some time afterward. I had an awful experience of throwing up due to dizziness after having a chocolate shake and for some time following that I could not stand them. Likewise I once had pizza just before throwing up due to a gross scene in the movie Stand By Me. For some months I did not relish pizza and I always thought I detected a underlying unpleasant smell in the odor.

I suspect that if I had allowed these initial instinctual associations to be strengthened I might have ended up avoiding a whole variety of foods. I could have ended up hating anything that had the particular aroma of tomato sauce, for example, since that was a large part of what I was reacting too. The thought of the unpleasant experience could have become linked with the instinctual impulse to avoid consuming certain things.

I further think it is at the root of many other strong reactions to food that are excused with logical or theological explanations. Like the sometimes religious rejection of meat and animal products by vegans or vegetarians. Taboos against the eating of a great variety of animals from arthropods to cattle. Perhaps even the way that some people take to the diets that reject the eating of fats or carbohydrates. Perhaps even full blown eating disorders such as anorexia could be likewise to some extent be a out of control anti-contamination instinct.

This isn't to say it is all bad. Indeed the instinctive reaction against food that is perceived to be contaminated keeps us safer from infection than if we had to weigh rationally the possibility of infection vs. the loss of food each time. Far better to play it safe and reject something emotionally rather than to take an unnecessary risk. It is just that sometimes the reaction can be too strong and overwhelm our normal day to day life. If it isn't a problem, of course, then it is just a difference. Vegetarians get along very well in our modern world with all the available food choices, though it does sometimes limit their social choices at times (the biggest advantage of being an omnivore in modern life is being able to socialize with anyone over a meal without restriction).

But it is something that a lot of us should be aware of in evaluating most mental illnesses. How many of them are normal, helpful instincts that have just gotten out of control? Become associated with too many things or are too strong? Perhaps this is the underlying problem with our ideas about depression as well. It may have logical explainable beginnings, but then it becomes part of a irrational reaction and so cannot be overcome with just someone pointing out how silly it is. A person needs either a chemical or event that "pushes reset" or else a long and drawn out effort to overcome basic instinct.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Carrot Pudding

A recipe loaned to me by my mother that her grandmother used to make. Presented without commentary.

2 c. butter/shortening
1/2 c. brown sugar
1 egg
1 c. grated raw carrot
1 1/2 c. raisins
1/2 c. currents
2 tsp thinly cut lemon rind
1 1/4 c. flour
1 tablespoon water
1/2 tsp soda
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg

Belnd butter/shortening, sugar, and egg. Add all other ingredients and mix. Cover tightly. Put bowl over boiling water or in a steamer for 3 hours.

Monday, December 22, 2008

The Morality of the Common Cold

How should a moral person behave in regard to sickness? This is not as easy or as simple a question as it may look on the surface. After all a person's response to sickness is not in isolation, but also part of how a society behaves and how well it treats its members. Ideally any person who is sick with an disease that can be transmitted by casual public contact should stay home. Especially if you are in a occupation where you come into contact with large numbers of people. The problem is that often times people in these public high contact jobs are some of the worse paid people in the United States of America or Europe. Worse, in America, many of these retail employees do not get any paid days off and are paid so poorly that any time off would be a financial blow. Easy enough to say, "You must stay home for the sake of others," when you have 10 days of paid sick leave every year and it does not even cut into your few days of vacation time.

I remember when I worked for a bank, thankfully not in a position where I came into contact with the public, and I got 10 days off a year in total. A case of the flu could wipe out any chance of a vacation if I lingered long enough to become completely well before returning. So I did what has become part of American culture and toughed it out whenever I could. Not the best thing for workmates, but what could I do? If I stayed home every time I had a cold or a case of influenza that got past my yearly vaccine I would never have had a single day off to myself. It also meant that I worked one week when there was one of the worst blizzards in Colorado history, staying at a hotel near the office and taking a sleeping bag should things get even worse.

Would the malingering of people not really sick outweigh the number of illnesses avoided if there were more sick days given? I have no idea. I try to do my own part when I have a choice, avoiding going places when I am ill, but I am not always my own master. What should a moral person do? Be willing to give at least half of your own time to help keep others you care about or work with well. So if your job gives you 10 days a year, as I was, be willing to take at least five of them when you are genuinely ill with an infectious disease. If there are more days than that... well that's part of having a good employer and employee relationship. Yet another reason not to shop at Walmart. I'm sure you personally are more likely to get sick if you patronize businesses that have bad sick day policies. I'm sure there are others, but Walmart is the poster child of bad places to work. Don't shop there if you can help it.