Wow. Sucky dream. When you are in pain, you should fall asleep and have dreams of good stuff. Not crazed cortazar/Borges dreams.
Also, the pool is always the answer. Go swim. Don't forget to snap your hips. Gentlely.
Because I could get onto the dream internet no problem
And you didn't visit dream Unfogged and ask for advice?
I find headaches way more miserable than nausea or or other standard ills. I've never had a migraine, but that sounds completely awful.
3: I'll try that tonight. for a second I thought I could use whatsapp and text husband x because we were both in wifi, but then realized that wouldn't work.
1: but naturally when you are in pain you dream some reason why you are in pain, such as that you are being tortured, or have been horribly injured or whatever. just like when you have to pee in real life, you dream that you need to pee but you are continually thwarted in your search for a bathroom. if you are very hungry you will dream that you are hungry but the food you eat is unsatisfying.
I'd like to register a formal complaint that I was up ready to entertain john emerson and he is apparently lolly-gagging about in bed. some people.
The only thing that's ever worked for me with migraines is to lie down in the dark and slowly concentrate on thinking heat into the palms of your hands. Basically you need to contract a blood vessel up in the brain and that's how it's done. My brother taught me the trick so it might be official NHS policy but it might not.
In the dream Internet, can all my comments be in heroic couplets? And Law French? That would be cool.
9: Really? Be ambitious. Go for alexandrines or trochaic septinarii.
The alameida signal from the far edge of the human world has faded out. I hope that the cannibals haven't gotten her. Narnia is actually pretty cutthroat.
It's 11:00 pm in Narnia. It would be good to think she's curled up with her Teddy bear.
I slept for more than twelve hours last night. I didn't realize I could still do that. Teenage-me had the right idea.
When other people describe their dreams they always come out so much more logical-sounding than mine. Was it really such a good continuous narrative? You're sure you're not imposing order on it after the fact?
10: Police the meter of your own dream comments!
I remember Mimi Smartypants describing a dream where she had an epic battle with Ghengis Khan in a salad bowl, with a bunch of other fantastically creative details.
My super boring dreams are like "Then I wandered through my childhood home. Then I was in my current house. Then I was in one of the 16 elaborate dream houses that show up in my dreams. People were elsewhere in the house and I avoided them. The end."
Maybe you could arrange to have mathematical dreams, like adding up columns of numbers in your head or solving Fermat's last theorem or whatever it is that mathematicians do.
When I was fighting sleep in class, in grad school, all the math concepts would become anthropomorphized and I'd sort of hallucinate elaborate soap opera versions of the lecture.
18: That sort of thing only ever works for chemists.
You should have had somebody push you over backwards. Jeez, it's like Inception meant nothing to you.
(I wish I could link the cute YouTube thingy where someone dressed as the Ellen Page character yells at people dressed as the other characters about all the things that don't make sense in the movie but I think I can't on my phone.)
(Wait, here we go. Maybe. Anyway I'm having déjà vu and feeling like maybe I linked this already.)
I think 8 is a biofeedback technique?
I have cinematic dreams, in that they are fairly realistic in mise-en-scene. But not so clear in narrative.
I have been having mild nightmares lately. Nothing but.
Last night? The other night? 20-30 workers in my 1000 sq foot house doing remodeling with all the walls torn out and tools all around etc + 10 relatives come down to sleep over. I'm am trying to cook dinner and track down the dogs.
That kind of thing.
1: but naturally when you are in pain you dream some reason why you are in pain, such as that you are being tortured, or have been horribly injured or whatever. just like when you have to pee in real life, you dream that you need to pee but you are continually thwarted in your search for a bathroom. if you are very hungry you will dream that you are hungry but the food you eat is unsatisfying.
My favorite is when the alarm is going off and I dream that there's some sort of robot wandering around beeping loudly and I can't convince the damn thing to shut up.
The joke will be on you, alameida, when you get ahold of one of us in a dream and we successfully wake you up, showing we were dreamworld-denizens all along.
24: Or when everyone is worrying about the escaped serial killer, talking about how unlikely he is to show up here, and suddenly there's a great SCRATCH SCRATCH SCRATCHING at the door, which doesn't stop, and it turns out to be the mouse's wheel, having shifted, scraping against the cage as the mouse runs.
I think there has been a trend in pain-management for migraines to think that the migraines are caused by a rebound effect of the medicines, so for my friend, the guy who had the car accident, they prescribed DETOX.
It was torture. All the pain of his migraines coupled with all the joys of massive withdrawal, spread out over days. In the end - he still has the migraines, and he now says that he'd rather kill himself than go through another detox. I'm sorry this is not a happy story. I've pointed him towards unfogged, but he has great difficulty focusing on reading now. Writing is even more difficult.
21: all the things that don't make sense in the movie
One of those movies that while entertaining enough, found me watching it in a mounting rage to where at the end I was ready to attack and climb the screen like Jimmy Piersall on a backstop. (I realize this may say more about me than the movie itself). Never mind the dream stuff, what really set me off was the whole fucking premise of getting back to an idyllic life with his freaking kids in the US, as if the client who was willing to expend considerable life and treasure to kill him in Mombasa would say, "Eh, that didn't work; I guess we'll have to let him go, can't touch him the United States". (There is also the possibility I did not understand the plot.)
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My migraines never responded to the expensive fancy new drugs, but happily turned out to be a complete pushover in the face of the beta blocker atenolol. This was sad for me when I was pregnant and nursing, when it is super 100% not OK, but happy otherwise, as it's super cheap, pretty safe, and even (to a neurotic squirrelly type like me) pleasant.
28 -- The Mombassa thing was just a dream.
Inception was ok for a while, occasionally really interesting visually, and then tiresome and dull, dull, dull. Followed by the junior high creative writing style ending.
Christopher Nolan is really someone who thrives under limitations. How great would it have been if it took three or four films after Memento for people to start spoiling him with big budgets? I know his Batmans are impressive but aside from the pencil trick I could leave the whole lot of them.
(OK, Heather Ledger as the Joker is breathtaking throughout. I especially loved his ever-changing origin story. But the movies are just too meaningful. Michael Keaton is my only Batman.)
30: The beta blocker propanolol is a godsend to me for blocking performance anxiety. I'm not sure I could perform without it - French horn, voice, speech, or general acting. Learning about performance anxiety and propanolol is what got me interested in neuroscience years ago.
35: My son takes it before giving a presentation. No shakes, no sweats, no hand tremors.
28: I lean toward the entire plot of Inception being a dream-within-a-dream (where "dream" is not quite literally "dream" but the idea-of-dream as an extended metaphor for filmmaking), hence why so many of the supposedly not-a-dream sequences nevertheless proceed according to dream-like logic. Not really a cheat; the action is only a decoration for the emotional catharsis plots of the mark and ultimately of Cobb. If one prefers an "in-world" explanation, though, it's possible to gin one up: namely that "Kobol Engineering" decided not to keep going after Cobb once they realized their competitor had adopted him as a patron. Whether his life back in the States turns out finally to be idyllic isn't the point as much as that -- like his mark -- by the end he, too, has achieved emotional catharsis, and no longer cares whether the spinning top does or doesn't fall.
Nolan film-goers are a bit spoiled, I think: I can't remember the last action film I saw that provided grist for speculation as rich and compelling as Inception offered. Combined with the spectacle and some pretty impressive action set-pieces -- of which the hotel was the best -- it makes for a pretty impressive package. I wasn't disappointed, and can still re-watch it.
So I should see Inception? I confess I skipped over the second half of 37.2, as it seemed to contain spoilers.
My household is at loggerheads over its Netflix queue, you see: everything I have in there is like some heavy foreign or art-house film, and a few days ago when reviewing the queue, my housemate said what he wanted was: pirates. Oh. We need to put some other stuff in the queue, I guess.
Skipped over the second half of 37.1, that is. I did like Memento quite a bit.
If your tastes are similar to Lord Castock's, then it's worth a watch. I'm pretty sure previous discussions have established that LC and I have contrasting tastes in films and that's doesn't appear to be something that will change.
pirates
The first PotC was fantastic, only made retroactively shitty by its sequels.
Regarding Inception, I stand by my original review.
42: I assure you that this household has seen every PotC repeatedly.
Captain Blood.
I liked Inception.
If this is the general discussion thread, may I vent a bit, and ask, I suppose, for some feedback.
I'm exhausted. This is a very busy period of time at work; I've been working 6-day weeks since just after Xmas. Which is fine, we do what we have to do. My cow-orker and I have, however, begun to develop resentments toward one another: you're not working hard enough! What are you doing?? Because dude, I'm staying late in order to accomplish X task, and I put in another hour or so from home in the evening, and I can't help but notice that you're ... spending an hour fooling around on eBay. Say.
Still, everyone needs down time, so that's always alright.
Here's the thing: I'm doing as much as I'm doing in part because the cow-orker has to go out of town every few days to tend to his mother, who had a small stroke about a week ago. He's clearly assuming that I will take care of things, so that he makes his schedule variable (he may or may not be in for part of Monday, probably a few hours on Tuesday, or maybe he'll be in all of Monday or not at all Tuesday).
Today I threw in the towel and said I was leaving early. I mentioned that if he did X, Y, or Z tasks, he might want to bear in mind various factors relevant to the situation. Communication was frosty.
I'm being insensitive about his mother, aren't I? She's 93. She had a small stroke which kept her in the hospital for a week, and now she's in a rehab facility to help her learn how to grapple with her resultant vision problem.
46:Whoa, relationship conflicts. Can't deal. I have empathy for everybody.
Inception was ok, but I don't had enough ethical subtext to justify the ontologies. So what, I say?
Sucker Punch on the other is a challenging action movie with all the politics and ethics you could desire. There are books written in the IMDB threads arguing that the lead character is a total fantasy.
High Wind in Jamaica is the only pirate movie I care about.
47:
s/b "it didn't have enough..."
Looking through the IMDB listings I'll stick with High Wind
China Seas, 1935, with Gable, Harlow, and Roz Russell hit me as worth a look
46: Parsimon, near as I can tell from watching others and personal experience, someone in your coworker's situation tends to forget the earth keeps spinning, paperwork still needs filing, other people (like you) need sleep, food, and all that so they can take care of their lives too.
Sit him down, explain this to him gently, draw up a schedule amenable to both of you, and stick to it unless/until his mother's situation changes. (At 93 I wouldn't bet on her ever getting out of that rehab place but I've seen stranger happenings.)
If you're lucky he might very well appreciate some structure imposed on his time and efforts. The Hollywood trope of 24/7 vigils is strong stuff, he might be suffering from that syndrome.
Thanks, Biohazard.
I don't think drawing up a schedule is possible: he wouldn't be able to stick to it. He's kind of on call, in case his mother needs help.
It's clear that he's upset about her. Yes. And we've talked about her a fair bit, but in the meantime, there's this work to be done, and he's leaning on me very heavily to the point that, without acknowledging it, he's assuming that I will do it all.
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The Hollywood trope of 24/7 vigils is strong stuff, he might be suffering from that syndrome.
I just processed this: no, actually, he's in the meantime, when he's in town, going out for dinner and telling me all about this new restaurant, and spending half a day doing painting in his old house preparatory to putting it up for sale before he moves into his new house.
It's intensely irritating. Hence my walking out early today.
52: Then, short of seeing if Al's friend can be paid to eliminate the source of the problem, your only option is to take care of yourself as best you can.
Do what absolutely has to be done and let the rest slide. (It took me a month to get around to cleaning up the kitchen a year ago. I did rid of some strange and possibly intelligent alien lifeforms living in the sink but there were no other serious side-effects)
53.1 gets it pretty much right. It seems.
If the blog lawyers are about, there's a semi-interesting situation brewing on an invasion of privacy case involving a book dealer who was so bold as to name and identify the provenance of an item.
Briefly, a book dealer named and identified the person to whom a book was dedicated (it was what's called a presentation copy), and that person has now sued the book dealer in federal court for having, under Nebraska law, used the person's name or reputation for commercial gain. Huh.
Under Nebraska Law would be a very boring TV show.
Well, I don't really know how these things work. The person suing is in Nebraska, and Nebraska has that law. She's suing in federal court, though, which is mostly a matter of her claiming in excess of, um, $75,000, I think, in damages.
The book selling world is interested in how this comes out. The Nebraska law states that you can't use someone's name for commercial gain: that throws a serious wrench into all kinds of things. Signatures? How about a piece of furniture once owned by so-and-so?
Anyway, people in the resale market make use of association (provenance, really) all the time.
Dear Ms. Douche,
Far from being a selling point, Ms. Douche, we feel that.... [etc.]
If there 's one thing Nebraskans are known for that isn't corn or cows or football, it's their unfailing love of used book sales.
(Honestly, there's a vague argument there: the book was associated with Kennedy because Yates was a speechwriter for Robert Kennedy, and Abdouch was a something-or-other for John Kennedy's campaign, so, Kennedy.)
More seriously, it's all about the Yates. As it stands here and now, the book dealer is a friend of several friends, and I'm consternated for him.
We're in a somewhat similar situation at work, although nobody's talking about going to court. It's more of a "you used my name, please pay me a semi-ridiculous amount of money or I will badmouth you all over town." I am hoping it all blows over, although even if it blew up, it wouldn't really be my problem, and I think the person in question is GROSSLY overestimating the degree to which anyone will listen to them if they start a whispering campaign.
We're friends and shit, but any of you motherfuckers uses my name for profit and you'll wish that you'd never been born. You don't want to know.
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The Church Brew Works in Moby/JRoth/Cosmaville is a pretty striking space.
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It has dimensions you can't even perceive with your senses.
And I feel vaguely guilty about not calling for a meetup, but I'm not here long enough and have to have the obligatory social outings with physicists.
62: We're friends and shit
I'm going to quietly put this away in my back pocket and walk away, whistling.
Work happens. Nothing to feel guilty about.
56.1 -- The court said it didn't look like she was really claiming 75k, and gave her an opportunity to show cause. She instead moved to dismiss so she could refile in state court. Granted.
Unnecessary roughness by 鍾家庭, formerly of the U. of Oregon.
68: Thanks. I thought it might go that way: no discussion of the merits, as yet, just the technicality about the damages amount.
I really am pretty clueless about these things: how does it work when someone sues in state court (in Nebraska) against someone located in Massachusetts? Isn't that going to involve whether, er, the crime was committed in Nebraska, or something? But of course the book dealer is an internet business person, which crosses state boundaries. I sort of don't get how a given state's laws can affect someone far away. Maybe I'm tired.
46: Yeah, Biohazard has it right: "Sorry about your mom, but you know, she is 93 and all, she's really not going to live forever. Also, you're fucking killing me and I feel like you're milking the situation in order to unload more work on me than is necessary." Don't say that, but maybe paraphrase it as gently as you can manage. It's better than bottling it all up and finally losing your shit when he asks you to pass him a stapler and by the way there's this great restaurant managed by an Iron Chef champion that you should really check out when you have a chance.
62: Fuck that, no way am I going back on my line of John Emerson action figures with the kung fu grip and assortment of Mongolian battle cries. Send me your C&D order now, we'll let the lawyers battle it out.
My John Emerson Collector's Carp Trophy is going to make me filthy rich.
You could get sick, parsimon? Not even dishonestly, if you're as tired as you sound, but you could take genteelly to your bed for a long afternoon with potation of choice and Netflix. And maybe a mobcap.
This depends on partner actually stepping up to keep the business running, but it sounds like he has the capacity, insofar as one can know, etc.
Parsi, here's a Kansas federal case from a decade ago. I don't know if it's still good law, but it wouldn't surprise me if it was. http://ks.findacase.com/research/wfrmDocViewer.aspx/xq/fac.20020205_0000015.DKS.htm/qx
It's better than bottling it all up and finally losing your shit when he asks you to pass him a stapler and by the way there's this great restaurant managed by an Iron Chef champion that you should really check out when you have a chance.
This made me laugh. Okay.
Tebow: "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?"
63: Some elements of how the altar and other religious items were used did not sit that well with some. The diocese kind of got burned when the developer didn't remove the religious items. They've tightened up the "desanctification" procedures since then.
I think my friend is expensive, so I suggest talking to him empathetically about how you know he must be exhausted but you're starting to feel like you're 100% on duty for the business, and... butter him up first a lot about what a good son he is and how his mom's lucky to have him and stuff.
Is it possible that he could pay for some help to fill in for him, or is it the kind of thing that needs his prior knowledge?
It needs his prior knowledge.
73: Sadly, that doesn't work. I did that one day last week, and the results were not good: I had to make up the difference the following day, and things were again frosty (he was pissed at having felt overwhelmed, and left half the things undone).
This period of heavy work will be over soon. We do make money during this time.
77: I know that priest. He now has his own parish in an ungentrified suburb. He made the paper for chasing down a guy who robbed the bingo game. They lost the trail when the guy ran into the woods, which was probably just as well since the robber was armed.
74: Charley, I'm confused. That's a trademark case, isn't it? The Abdouch case in Nebraska has to do with invasion of privacy for use of a person's name ... or reputation ... for ... commercial gain.
Oh. Use of reputation. Still, the linked case has to do with jurisdiction, which ....
Okay. Jesus, I'm obviously tired and should give this a try tomorrow.
We do make money during this time.
In February, is there some big book dealer splurge week in Vegas like I've heard the accountants do the week after 4/15?
I missed the whole Imception thread because I spent the entire day watching the 49ers and the Pats.
No, I kid of course. I watched Downton Abbey in its entirety.
But Inception was seriously engrossing. Loved it.
Jesus, I'm obviously tired and should give this a try tomorrow.
85: I admire your ability to wait even longer than I did before seeing it.
84: Book dealers would never go to Vegas.
Downton Abbey is great. I haven't had a date with the TV in this way for a while.
Parsi, it's a pretty straightforward personal jurisdiction analysis. Same kind of test would apply to that Nebraska case (unless the 8th Circuit has adopted some strange variant for internet businesses).
79: I don't understand... How would that convince your friend to kill the mother?
Funny timing, I just finished watching Inception tonight. I thought it was pretty decent if you thought of it an action movie; pretty lousy if you thought of it as a deep meditation on the nature of consciousness and dreams.
Now that I think about it, an expensive merc is (I apologize in advance, but not really) overkill. For a 93YO all one needs is a scary or pron movie in an iPad. Better than ice knives, ice bullets or other clever gear.
oh, I thought you wanted to take out the cow-orker but now that I think about it that would be inconvenient.
I liked inception. it was wrong about dream creation but good as a science-fiction movie. it was a little rough that japanese dude had had to live through 40 years or whatever and then no one even commented on it when they woke up on the plane. like, "sorry brah."
96 further also I don't fully get the complaints about the internal logic of the movie. it seems reasonably coherent.
Parsimon, I'm not sure if I'm parsing 51.3 correctly, but if there's anything about his imposition you're being quiet about with him, I wouldn't assume he's sufficiently aware of it. Hash it all out - especially the restaurant shit - painful but probably helpful.
98: I'm pretty sure he's aware of it; we've known each other long enough that we can grok when the other's pissed off. Plus we make vaguely passive-aggressive remarks to one another ("It was insanely busy yesterday; I did X amount of work." "Yeah? I did X times two that amount the day before. You should have come in." "You did? That's weird, because I reviewed the state of affairs when I got in, and it looked like X divided by 2." "Oh, well maybe it wasn't a full X times 2, I don't know.")
It's completely stupid, but basically it's slowing down now, and this is a one-off, with the mother's situation. I'm just going to set my own schedule, learn to say "No" as needed, and things will settle down of their own accord. He's looking at his mom maybe dying; it's unfair of me to give him a hard time in those circumstances.
99.1: Could be he knows; could also be that your habit of grokking each other is now preventing you from sharing a perceived reality that would allow for progress.
If you're quite sure it's a one-off - he never displayed any inclination toward this behavior before, or if it was always reciprocal - it makes sense to let it slide. But who knows what goes on in the heads of other people? And how long might his mother hang on? (Answer to that last not necessary.)