I have had just about zero time to blog all weekend. And what spare time I did have, I spent instead with my beloved wife. Now that beloved wife has gone to bed, and I can sleep in slightly more than usual tomorrow (plus I had a nap this afternoon), I should really get back to flexing my writing muscle. Use it or lose it, they say. Whoever they are, they’re probably right. And anyway, I don’t want to alienate you, my loyal readers. (Whom I can probably name, and count on one hand.)
Moved Mark and Sara into their beautiful new home today, which is a stone’s throw from ours. No, literally. Just a sec, let me prove it. … On second thought, that stone came a little close to a window, let’s not try that again. They have an absolutely gorgeous enclosed outdoor space with a watertight sunroom / greenhouse thingie — a screened in area that would allow them to enjoy the outdoors without all the outdoorsy things like bugs and such. And they have a sunroof in the kitchen. I’m muy jealous. A major advantage to our co-marriage-ers moving so close, is that Jodi can now carpool to work with Sara, saving us on the literal tripling-up on the amount of driving I have to do daily. Jodi’s work is about the same distance from our house as mine is, only in the exact opposite direction, so dropping her off in the mornings entailed driving her out to the vineyard then backtracking to my office. It sucks for Sara that she’s moved so much further from her work (she was almost within walking distance before the move!), but it benefits us, so I’m not going to complain.
We also got a bunch of work done on the house that we’ve been putting off. Mowed the lawn for the first time in three weeks, after the lot owners passed out flyers to the houses with the longest grass saying “mow or we’ll do it for you and send you the bill”. Good motivation to do it. Well, for most people… it just stuck in my craw, making me want to put off mowing another day in defiance. I did it anyway though. What a rebel, huh?
We also got a pressure washer and cleaned off the algae from the house siding, which I’m guessing has been building up since the house was built almost four years ago. The previous owners were not much for maintaining this place, evidently, between the sudden discovery of the wholly un-caulked back sill and the previous mold problem they spot-repaired, and the air exchanger that we cleaned last week, where there was so much gunk built up that it was preventing any air at all from getting exchanged. That exchanger is supposed to be serviced quarterly, but I’m guessing the previous owners had never done it, ever, judging by the filth and dead insects that caked the filters. Now that they’re all clean, it’s amazing just how obvious it is that it hasn’t worked since we moved in. We really should have looked at it sooner, I guess.
Three big moves have happened over the past week. Mark and Sara, as I just mentioned; Stilgar got moved into his finally-completed cage, which I mentioned when it happened; and we moved Jen and Opal out into their new apartment on Wednesday, so we’ve finally got the house to ourselves. I won’t be ashamed about saying it — there has been pantslessness in rooms that have not seen pantslessness in almost a year. Plus I can shower in the master bathroom now, which has a tub, as opposed to the stand-up shower in the ensuite that I’m just evidently far too gangly to manage showering in without banging elbows and such. Not even with a year of practice.
Now, a blogospherics rant below the fold. Skip it if you don’t care.
I can only imagine my wrap-up on the prayer series is going to be slightly delayed, but then, people don’t really seem to be reading it judging by the post views, except for part 1 which got some off-topic argument going. It’s kinda sad in a way, since everyone seemed to be so up in arms over my writing on the topic at first, like I was daring to snatch away a baby’s pacifier. I was kind of hoping for people to take on the substance of my argument with the same zeal. Oh well. It’s almost not surprising though. Sure is easy to get on your outrage horse when you’re not confronted with the actual reasoning behind my beliefs, huh?
Just to make it perfectly clear to everyone: this blog is about stuff I want to talk about. That includes my beliefs. Chief among these beliefs is that PEOPLE are entitled to respect, but not their BELIEFS. Yes, even mine. Which means that, by presenting it to you, I don’t expect you to back off and say “well, man, you’ve thought it out, and I disagree, but I don’t dare challenge you on them, because I respect your beliefs.” Frankly, that’s bullshit. If you disagree, tell me why. It’s not that I’m open to being swayed by anything but sound logic and evidence, but if you have the cajones to step up and tell me WHY you think I’m wrong, that redoubles my respect for you. And, you know, if you’re right, you might even convince me if your logic and evidence is more sound than what originally convinced me of my own beliefs. If not, at least we’ve both gotten a bit of debating practice in, and neither of us is the worse for it, right?
Except, I guess I have a little bit of a problem with trolls who jump on requests for help for my cancer-ridden friends to espouse their pet viewpoints that wi-fi causes every sort of cancer and illness known to man. But that’s mostly because they have so little proper scientific evidence to back up their chosen viewpoints — because they came to the conclusion and are searching for the evidence that best fits it. That really bugs me, when people pick their belief based on some small amount of convincing logic from a charismatic conspiracy theorist, and they thereafter engage in the Dunning-Kruger effect so hard that they couldn’t possibly recognize their position for the unscientific gobbledygook that it is. But that’s neither here nor there. The fact is, when people see what they espouse and under what circumstances, they will hopefully recognize the tactics for the grave insult that they are. If they don’t, then they weren’t likely to be swayed by sound logic to the contrary to begin with.
I can’t fight every battle against pseudoscience single-handedly, on every front, simultaneously. Obviously the rampant stupidity that comes from fundamentalist theism is my particular specialty, but I’m up to just about any challenge anyone wants to bring me, given enough time and resources. I’ll have to do some more research on this wifi-causing-cancer junk before I can do anything but trust real doctors that say it really can’t cause cancer. I certainly can’t trust the loons screaming about corporate cover-ups and conspiracy, when it smacks so much of the people who are wrong about other things *coughvaccinationcough*. So that’s another post that might be a while before I can get to it. Boy, fighting teh stupidz is a never-ending, painful, and almost impossible job, isn’t it? It’s like trying to plug a firehose with my face.
So, yeah. That’s my week, and my minor rant about a discrepancy I’ve noticed lately in commenting frequency. Thought I had to get all that off my chest.