November 29, 2005
I wish I had the imagination to make this stuff up. Science is funny.
Fatter rear ends are causing many drug injections to miss their mark, requiring longer needles to reach buttock muscle, researchers said on Monday.
Standard-sized needles failed to reach the buttock muscle in 23 out of 25 women whose rears were examined after what was supposed to be an intramuscular injection of a drug.
Two-thirds of the 50 patients in the study did not receive the full dosage of the drug, which instead lodged in the fat tissue of their buttocks, researchers from The Adelaide and Meath Hospital in Dublin said in a presentation to the annual meeting of the Radiological Society of North America.
So they examined the rears of some fat-bottomed girls and found that they didn’t quite absorb as much medicine. As my coworker said, isn’t this just some sort of Darwinian problem? Of course, the Darwinian excuse may not quite fly, because I don’t think I’ve ever seen an overweight heroin junkie…
Oddly enough, I’m actually at the annual meeting of the Radiological Society of North America, but I ended up hearing this little tidbit of information from the newspaper
Check it out over at Below the Beltway. I’m swamped and haven’t even had a chance to look at any of the posts, but I’m sure they’re up to the usual standard of excellence.
I played poker with some coworkers and reps we work with tonight. It was standard home game stuff, dealer-call games, typically with some wild cards and some crazy rules thrown in. In one of the books in my poker library, The Theory of Poker, it discusses these sorts of games. These games attract players who want to play poker for “fun”. At the same time, they attract the sorts of players who are able to adjust to the wild differences in odds that wild cards bring, and yet still play fundamentally sound poker. Card sharks.
Well, the results speak for themselves. We were playing on a $20 buy-in, with a maximum bet of $1. Relatively tame stakes, by all accounts. And at the end of the night, I turned a $75 profit. Granted, I had some good cards at times, but walking into a game like that, it’s just insane. I felt like Mike McDermott (Matt Damon) in Rounders, where he knows that if he played in the “Judges’ Game”, he’d absolutely have no chance of losing.
Some people don’t take poker very seriously. And those sorts of people are basically ATM’s to people like me. After a night like tonight, it makes me realize one important thing: I need to find a weekly game down in Atlanta…
November 28, 2005
Hey guys… I’ve been even busier than expected, and this tradeshow doesn’t have wi-fi, so I can’t even neglect my work responsibilities to post. With a poker night scheduled for tonight, I don’t know how much posting I’ll get done until tomorrow evening.
So consider this an open comment / open trackback thread. I’ll try to find a way to log in later in case any comments/trackbacks get held up for moderation, but otherwise won’t be able to access the ‘net until tonight.
November 25, 2005
Nope, I’m not celebrating Black Friday, although I did laugh when I heard about some guys getting arrested for fighting over a laptop this morning. You won’t find me anywhere near a store today!
But you will find me opening Christmas presents! In today’s long-distance world, where kids live hundreds of miles from their parents and a married couple has parents in two different cities, it becomes increasingly difficult to work out the holidays. So my family has decided to reschedule. So far, the oldest of young children in the family is 2, so this might only last a few years before the kids dictate Christmas must occur on Dec 25, but the rest of us are enjoying this.
It started several years ago. I was living in California, and we did Christmas on Dec 25 with my wife’s family. My sister was living in Missouri, and did Christmas with her husband’s family in Colorado. And my brother was deployed overseas, coming back early in January. So we did Christmas in mid-January. It was a lot better than not being together at all. The next year, I was sent to Chicago for a tradeshow just after Thanksgiving, so I arranged my travel plans such that I would be here during Thanksgiving, and we scheduled our Christmas to coincide. And this year is the third time we’ve done so.
I’m not sure how many other of you are in similar situations. For those of you in a family strewn all across the country, though, it might be something to look into. Especially if you’ve got young kids, it’s always a hassle to determine where you’re doing the holidays. It becomes a lot easier if you just choose to reschedule the holidays!
The Watcher’s Council results for this week are up. My post, Right to Privacy Means Nothing to Abortion, was submitted. While I’m not sure if I’m supposed to disclose who nominated me, I will certainly say thanks.
The top and second posts in the Council category were:
1. Acute Senatitis
Gates of Vienna
2. What Would Winning the War over the Courts be Like?
New World Man
1. Murtha’s War
Done With Mirrors
T2. Just a Yellow Woman doing a White Man’s Job
T2. Bad Week for Terrorists — And Democrats
T2. Right to Privacy Means Nothing to Abortion
The Unrepentant Individual
Check them out… These will be higher quality than a typical self-submitted carnival. I hope to get a chance to go throught them all, but the holidays call!
Thanks again to the mystery blogger who submitted my post!
November 24, 2005
I was once asked by my older brother, after I sent him a link to Peak Liberty, “Where did you learn to write like that?” He seemed generally surprised that his own brother might be able to put a string of words together into a cohesive thought.
But the simple fact is that nobody has taught me to write like this. Much like the infinite monkey theorem, I just pound away randomly at this keyboard, and what you see is what you get.
I never learned to write; The Unrepentant Individual is all a matter of blind statistical improbability. I’m amazed it has contined for as lngaas iti hassssss, nd itss nly a mttrftime befr aksd dddddfjkl;dasjdl kf;jlksda;l;v nrqregvea;ughq 9n3vfdnos;vdsa f;jgh8hern gvnbujdsv gg9oehjv dspfjg 80g hjgsr
Ahh, back in Chi-Town. Already managed to eat some deep dish and stop at Portillo’s– a damn fine start to a holiday.
But I was heading out to my parents’ house, and got on what used to be known as the East-West Tollway, aka I-88. There was a nice sign pointing out that it is now the Ronald Reagan Memorial Tollway.
While I support most of what we can do to remember Reagan, I have to ask whether this is the best way to accomplish that. One of the biggest tax-cutters in US History is memorialized on a toll road? What’s next? Renaming the FBI headquarters after Richard Nixon?
November 22, 2005
I posted yesterday about The Liberty Papers, a new group blog started by Eric to promote classical liberal philosophy. It’s already starting to take off, and I’d suggest bookmarking and visiting regularly.
I’ve got some ideas to toss up there, but I’ll probably be a bit slow with all my posting over the next week and a half. I’ll be traveling for the holidays, followed by a week in Chicago at a tradeshow, so things will be slow.
I’d hope that my co-contributors would help to alleviate the slow posting, but that’s not likely. Given the fact that they don’t post much, if ever, and that I’m already a part of two other group blogs, I do believe I’m going to have to fire them. I wonder if I do it without telling them, how long it might take until they notice?
Check out the Carnival of Liberty XXI. It’s hosted this week by Left Brain Female in a Right Brain World. LBF has put an enormous amount of time and effort into this week’s Carnival, going above and beyond the call of duty. Many kudos go out to her for the great job she’s done.
I don’t have time today to go through everything and point out my favorites, so head over there and get your liberty fix.
November 21, 2005
…and Bloomberg’s going after poker.
On a busy night at the New York Players Club in upper Manhattan, vice squad officers wearing bulletproof vests and raid jackets dealt the underground poker scene a losing hand.
The team entered unannounced at 11 p.m., detaining dealers, snatching up piles of cash and sending dozens of card players home with empty pockets. Downtown, another popular card club, Playstation, also was shuttered. In all, police arrested 39 employees and confiscated $100,000.
The raids on May 26 â€” dubbed “Black Thursday” by one poker Web site â€” and two more last month have sent a chill through the city’s clandestine poker scene.
Several members-only card clubs closed their doors after 13 arrests on Oct. 16 at the Broadway Club in the Flatiron District, where the Yankees’ $25-million-a-year third baseman, Alex Rodriguez, reportedly had played. On Oct. 28, a second-floor parlor on the Upper East Side, the EV Club, became the site of more vice squad arrests.
The Carnival is up and ready to go. Have a look. I’ve been lax to blog about anything Southern lately, but there are some good posts there to peruse…
Just upgraded a couple of things here, including upgrading the version of Wordpress. So far it looks like everything still works, but we’ll see. If you see anything that seems broken, let me know. As always, if you see anything about the template that doesn’t look right or doesn’t work, feel free to tell me. And thankfully, I made a backup of my template before I started, because I had been editing the standard Wordpress Template all this time, and it restored everything in that template to default! So I’ve now created the “Unrepentant Individual” template. I plan to make this available for download once I clean somethings up and clear out some of my personal links/blogrolls/etc.
And there is now a new group blog called The Liberty Papers, started by Eric. The idea for The Liberty Papers, I suspect, was born out of discussions amongst a few of us that we should start pamphleteering. My goal out of this would be to start a forum for writing on topics beyond the length that would be read on any blogs. I need to get some practice writing 10-20 page articles if I’m ever going to be ready to write a book!
Eric has started The Liberty Papers as a classical liberalism group blog, much like Catallarchy is for anarcho-capitalists. In addition, this will be a forum where we can host and maintain pamphlet-length articles. He has asked me, as well as a number of other bloggers to be a part of this. It should be a good place to bookmark, and to check out from time to time as it matures.
November 20, 2005
I went with a buddy today who was participating in a track day on his motorcycle at Road Atlanta. He said he needed someone to help him load/unload the bike, take care of his stuff if he crashed, the usual stuff. But I found out later he had an ulterior motive: he wants me to get another bike.
And I’ll be damned if it didn’t work. There’s an atmosphere when you get a bunch of maladjusted gearheads with high risk tolerance together and tell them “go fast!” that just gets into your blood. The scream of 160-horsepower, 1000cc inline-4 engines spinning at 14,000 RPM as a bike races down the back straight at 150 mph. The coarse growl of a big V-Twin being pushed to the limit. People coming off the track with tires abused so badly that you can see the little balls of rubber on the edges from the insane heat generated at track speed. The palpable smells of bravado vs shame as an experienced rider on a paltry 70-hp Suzuki SV650 turns quicker lap times than the rich novice on his 160-hp Kawi ZX-10. And of course, the ambulance and crash-truck standing ready just-in-case, a reminder that this is not child’s play.
I’ve jumped out of an airplane, been in car crashes, and ridden in a car while my wife drives, but absolutely nothing in my life has given me the adrenaline rush as riding a bike on the track. I didn’t get to ride today, but I got a taste. And I’m going to need my fix soon.
So the other guy with us came up with a suggestion. For under $4000, we could buy a used racebike. One of the most cost-effective ways of getting time on a track is endurance racing, where a team of riders will compete in a 4 or 6-hour race, alternating drivers at preset intervals. I can replace the adrenaline shot of track time (which is not a race) with actual racing, which is like binge-drinking adrenaline. I’m already getting chills just thinking about it!
Anyone want to sponsor us?
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