- Some kid on the Web has stolen my nick (Mycropht) and it’s ridiculous how much it bothers me. I feel like at 38 I shouldn’t care about petty geek stuff. Then again I also feel like at 38 I’ve used this nick for so long that it should be durned clear to everyone that the name is freakin’ taken. I’ve had it for more than 25 years in computer circles. I came up with it for a good reason–a better reason than this. Granted, the origin is the same–Sherlock’s older, fatter, smarter brother–but the derivation and addition of the ‘ph’ is a heck of a lot more thought-out than “it isn’t an ‘f'”. Sad how I am bothered by this, isn’t it?
- I don’t blog as much as I used to, and I don’t read as many blogs as I used to. But I’m glad I read Aunt B. on a regular basis. She linked to an article about a dude and the Slow Food Movement which convinced me that even though I am unable to maintain a full-fledged garden at present I can still do some little pots of plants on my deck. I’m so excited at the prospect of planting something again that I can barely keep from bouncing up and down in my chair.
- Speaking of the Slow Food Movement–how much do I hate it?!? The general idea is okay, I suppose. For those of you who don’t know what it is, the super short version is that it is the idea that it’s better for the environment and economy if you grow your own stuff instead of importing it from around the world. Want a tomato? Grow it yourself. This saves the gas used to transport tomatoes from, say, Chile and also saves the Chilean workers the torment of picking tomatoes for nineteen cents a day. Where I think SFM goes off the rails–besides the name, which begs a poop joke–is that it is yet another of these Lefty Plays Po’ And Brags On ‘Emselves deals that is so freakin’ insufferable. I happen to think it is a good thing that we can enjoy tomatoes in November. Free Trade Ends Wars. Free Trade Builds Economies. Tomatoes Are Yummy. I mean, I do see the general upside of not burning the gas and not encouraging what we in this country would consider slave wages. But why is it that the wealthy seem to think it’s so cute to play poor? I’ve frankly spent a lot of years busting my hump to get to the place where I can afford November tomatoes. Until I got ill I did do a lot of my own gardening and it is not an inexpensive hobby, frankly. I get that you may feel guilty about having a little money. But don’t go around to the rest of the world demanding that they pay a penance for your guilty conscience. Just grow your food and shut up. Phew. I feel better.
Bring The Random
March 31, 2009 by Katherine Coble