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Super Bowl V: what was lost, now is found...

From the "yet another Internet subcommunity you didn't know was out there" file...

So, tomorrow is Super Bowl XLIX (or for non-football fans, "the day all the cool new commercials come out."). Well, way back in 1971, Super Bowl V was played, between the Colts and Cowboys...
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Four notes

* It may be my Philly-area roots coming out, but nothing quite hits the spot when you're driving home and hungry than a soft pretzel, still soft and salty but not too salty, preferably warm but still OK if not. Yum. Mustard optional. I also reflect on the parallelism of going to a WaWa for random sundries growing up, and now living in an area where I do the same thing going home from work.
* I need to be a more aware re: monitoring how my joints react to bad weather coming in. My body was noticeably achy and uncomfortable all day, perhaps in anticipation of the storm system we're supposed to get smacked around by later tonight. Would be helpful to know if there's actually a correlation, rather than it just being "one of those days" at random.
* I think adding an electric blanket at night has been a big quality-of-life boost for me. Granted, it makes getting *out* of bed more grumpily difficult in the morning, but I don't miss waking up in the middle of the night with cold joints in pain, not one bit. (the cats like the auto-warmed blanket perhaps even more than I do, to be fair).
* A thing I take its absence for granted now, but also don't miss one bit? Cockroaches. My family lived in an apartment that had them until I was about 6, then I experienced them again in the summer apartment I had in Bowling Green while finishing my MA, and *all* the apartments I had while at Ohio State had them, also (to various degrees of crawlingness). You do learn to stop thinking about things creeping around at all times while living with it, in my experience, but really, its too easy to take a pest-less house for granted. Sidebar: also don't miss sleeping in places where one wakes up to a series of spider bites inflicted overnight, either.

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VIA personality assessment results

I took the VIA personality assessment at http://www.viacharacter.org/www/Character-Strengths/Personality-Assessment . For a free test, it was fairly comprehensive (over 100 questions) and the results correlated fairly well with other tests I've taken.

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Mirror test

Tap, tap. Is this thing on?
I live?

(mostly a post to check whether the mirror from Dreamwidth.org to LJ is working for my account...it appears I may need to post at DW first, then hopefully it gets echoed over at Livejournal. Still figuring how this works...)

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Flash essay: Style vs. Substance

a.k.a. "When is it OK - even necessary - to be an a-hole, and when are you just being an a-hole?"

A friend of mine at Facebook linked to an essay written by Chris Kluwe on the GamerGate controversy. You can read it at that link - be warned, he has some rather NSFW language. Chris has a definite perspective, and I think it comes out very clearly in his writing. What's interesting to me isn't so much the debate itself - its been burning on Twitter already for weeks if not months - but I did want to write a bit about my own reaction.
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I Am Not I

I am not I.
                                   I am this one
walking beside me whom I do not see,
whom at times I manage to visit,
and whom at other times I forget;
who remains calm and silent while I talk,
and forgives, gently, when I hate,
who walks where I am not,
who will remain standing when I die.

                           - Juan Ramón Jiménez


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