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beyond the Kuiper Belt, over the sea

Posts Tagged ‘water’


Sunday, September 12th, 2010

Today, I was staring blankly at Information Structuring in Papago Narrative Discourse (Payne 1987), and getting nowhere. Ever alert and ever insightful, Allison suggested we go for a walk, and get out of the house.

And what a walk! We went up the Wonderland Creek Trail (how perfect for her, right?) where she’s been going for runs lately, and saw the hordes of grasshoppers bouncing around the tall grass. We walked along the creek under the shade of the trees, and it felt perfect. I am glad to have water like that so close.fantastic

But the best was yet to come. On the way back, we went through a tunnel that the creek and the path take under the road. And there, we found the echo. The perfect, amazing echo. We sang Foggy Dew and then I sang Patriot Game, and Allie observed that, given the melodic structure of the song and the strength and timing of the echo, I was accompanying myself. It was just what I needed.

Now, about that information structuring in Tohono O’odham (“Papago” being not the right name).

Wet Rock

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009

There is no smell in the world quite so wonderful to me as wet stone.  Waking up to a grey day is intensely invigorating.


Thursday, July 9th, 2009

It’s a wonderful thing.  I stood the other night up to my knees in water, with Allie, for a good long while talking as the sun set.  We saw a shiba-inu.  If I ever were to get a dog, that’d be the breed.  Also, Princeton is a pretty great town, and I miss it.

Tonight, Chris came over and there was music and cooking and computer-talk.  The meal is worth recounting: it was a fruit-based almost-stir-fry.  Apples, peaches, clementines, around onion, garlic, ginger, cardamom, pine nuts, cinnamon, and all tied together with coconut milk, and underlined by habaneros.  Delightful.  Served over couscous.  Oh, also, sultanas and dried cranberries.

One thing Chris was sure to point out: habaneros are the necessary choice of pepper for this, as they have a real time-delayed effect.  This allows the sweetness of the fruit to be enjoyed, and then the spiciness to hit you.

Become a fish

Saturday, February 21st, 2009

Scuba is totally awesome.  So, a day half spent underwater is a good day.  But there’s not much to say about a pool dive.  However, the swim test at the start caused an interesting realization.

The first thing we did in the pool was the swimming test: 6 laps of the pool, constant swimming, and then 10 minutes of treading.  The last time I did anything like this was about 4 years ago, during orientation at Swat, and it was a pain, but not too bad.  Now, doing it again at higher altitude, I found it… not hard.  But when I first came here and was swimming laps, I only made it up to “a whole six” after almost a month.  Here’s the realization: I could have easily done six laps then, too.  It’s not that I lack physical endurance, as I often claim I do.  It’s only that I lack mental endurance.  And when I have an external motivator, I will rise to that.

This makes me want to achieve similar results from internal motivation.  That’d be good.