Fore and aft

It is de rigueur to sum up the previous year, and speculate on the new one, on this first day of January. I trust you won’t mind if I fail to comply with this cultural imperative except in the most superficial sense.

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She was there, man

I have — I admit it — a tendency toward fanboy squee. However, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten to this point:

At this point I have to imagine her staring in disbelief, and then carefully crafting the only response that makes sense:

I hasten to point out that this Crash was the 2004 film by Paul Haggis, not the 1996 film by David Cronenberg; had I been in that latter movie, I surely would have suppressed the memory by now.

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So basically, just another year

“The most perverse weather this side of Baffin Bay,” I once said, and the year just completed gave me no reason to change my mind:

I don’t actually think in millibars, so I did the conversion to mercury: 31.05 inches. Now that’s some serious pressure.

And about that dew point in Webbers Falls:

Those accustomed to continental climates often begin to feel uncomfortable when the dew point reaches between 15 and 20 °C (59 and 68 °F). Most inhabitants of these areas will consider dew points above 21 °C (70 °F) oppressive.

So I imagine 83 °F was probably excruciating. (I can’t remember personally experiencing anything much over 79.)

If there’s any comfort to be found on this map, it’s that none of those extremes came within fifty miles of me. Then again, through Christmas Day, we were on pace in Oklahoma City for the second-warmest December on record, behind only the fluky 48.7 degrees of 1965. (For warmenists: nine of the top ten are before 1965.) Then the snow and the rain and several days of cloud cover, and the best we could do was a tie for fifth at 45.3. I did manage to be present for three of the coldest Decembers, including the heinous 1983, a feeble 25.3 degrees for the month. (The coldest days around here, statistically, are in early January, at an average of 38.7 or thereabouts, though the coldest day EVAH was 12 February 1899, at a Dakota-esque 17 below.)

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What really matters

To this character, apparently it’s the ability to buy junk:

Yahoo Answers screenshot: Will there be less sellers on ebay now due to all the flooding in north england?

No, really, he’s serious:

it just occurred to me, will there be less sellers to buy from now on ebay? … because of all the floods in north england? because no doubt there would of been a lot of sellers on ebay that are in the north of england? … so with their homes being flooded out and them losing all of their possessions … will we have less sellers on ebay to buy from now?

I’d say something to the effect that “it’s ‘fewer,’ not ‘less’ sellers,” but the presence of “would of” tells me that the trajectory of that statement would clear his scalp by several meters.

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Short of hop

Anyone of a certain age who grew up in the South — and I mean to include myself, even though I was born in northern Illinois, simply because I got most of my formal education in South Carolina — is familiar with Hoppin’ John. Then again, that familiarity is somewhat dulled by the fact that it almost certainly doesn’t taste the way it used to:

The original ingredients of Hoppin’ John are simple: one pound of bacon, one pint of peas, and one pint of rice. The earliest appearance in print seems to be in Sarah Rutledge’s The Carolina Housewife (1847), and it’s important to note that everything was cooked together in the same pot:

“First put on the peas, and when half boiled, add the bacon. When the peas are well boiled, throw in the rice, which must first be washed and gravelled. When the rice has been boiling half an hour, take the pot off the fire and put it on coals to steam, as in boiling rice alone.”

Which nobody does anymore, and it wouldn’t help if they did:

If you try to cook Sarah Rutledge’s recipe for Hoppin’ John using bacon, rice, and black-eyed peas from the supermarket, you’re probably going to be pretty disappointed. Today’s ingredients have been transformed by a century of hybridization, mechanization, and standardization to meet the demands of an industrialized, cost-minimizing food system.

So variations have erupted, even in places that aren’t all that Southern; the Pioneer Woman hath wrought one herself. But if you’re within a reasonable drive of old Charleston, you can find reasonable approximations of the original ingredients, just in case you want a taste of 1847 in 2017. (It’s probably too late to do it for this New Year’s.)

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Worst titles of 2015

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Need more SPF

The ostensibly lousy Phoenix Suns, minus Ronnie Price and Eric Bledsoe, swamped by the Spurs last night, showed up in Oklahoma City and played way above their presumed weight: they led rather a lot, and with 3:35 left they tied it up at 100. It was more than a minute and a half later that Russell Westbrook banked in a jumper to give the Thunder the lead; Tyson Chandler missed an and-one to tie it back up; and Kevin Durant, who’d been having a crummy night up to that point, knocked down two buckets in succession to make it 106-102. Brandon Knight took a Chandler feed to bring the Suns back to within two, then fouled Russell Westbrook on the way to the rim. Westbrook, who hadn’t missed a free throw all night, didn’t miss either of these; Knight delivered another dunk, Westbrook two more free throws, and that was the end of that: 110-106.

Still, we’re talking terribly, terribly close. The Thunder shot 52.5 percent, the Suns 52.4. Rebounds were tied at 37. But the boxes look wholly different. Jeff Hornacek played only eight men, six of them finished in double figures, and the other two didn’t score at all. T. J. Warren had a career-high 29 points; P. J. Tucker added 22, and Chandler did the double-double thing, with 13 points and 10 rebounds. Meanwhile, the Thunder had only two players in double figures — yeah, those two, with Westbrook bagging 36 points and 12 assists while gathering only a single rebound. (Durant had 23, though he took 21 shots.) But the bench guys kept busy, especially Kyle Singler in that scary fourth quarter, with a 7-4-2 line. For Singler, who’d had about nine DNP-CDs in a row, this must be vindication of a sort.

Saturday night, it’s a trip to Charlotte, where the Hornets are smack-dab in the middle of that Eastern Conference logjam; then back home for the Kings and the Grizzlies, and off to the West Coast for another shot at the Lakers. Life is, um, not bad.

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And you thought it was cold outside

Volkswagen’s little Evade the Emissions stunt has now been hacked and examined, and at least one of the findings is startling:

[Felix] Domke said he graphed the European emissions testing cycle and overlaid those results with the upper and lower limits of the ECU’s “normal mode” and discovered that the mode aligned perfectly with the limits.

He didn’t test differences in engine performance, nor could he say whether the cheat applied to cars in other countries. But Domke pointed to a parameter in the engine’s code that seemingly always initiated its “alternative” exhaust program: the outside temperature would only need to be suitable for life to exist — above -6,357.9 degrees Fahrenheit (-3,550 degrees Celsius).

This condition is available pretty much anywhere in the universe at any imaginable time. Well feigned, Vee Dub.

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Fun’ll getcha

First, we must say this:

Throughout much of 2015, tornado activity has been near record low mostly due to a continuous pattern of a trough in the east, which has brought colder than average temperatures there, and a ridge in the west, which has brought warmer than average temperatures in the west. The pattern changed, slightly, in late March and early April to allow for some severe weather.

And then reversed itself late in the year, with unpleasant results. Then again, I’m sitting here in the middle of the damnable stuff, so nothing here surprises me:

Okay, but one thing surprises me. What the hell happened in Nevada, that they should get a tornado warning? Well, duh:

A Nevada Tornado 2015 Warning tonight is striking Lander. The National Weather Service in Elko has issued a Nevada Tornado 2015 Warning moments ago.

NWS tell news that tonight May 7, 2015 a Nevada Tornado 2015 Warning is in place for southwestern Eureka County in north central Nevada, and east central Lander County in north central Nevada.

Lander, since the 1920s, has had a fairly steady population of zero. And this particular news site seems to deal in word salad with ranch dressing ‚ though NWS talks like that sometimes, as fans of their VHF radio service know.

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Uncalm, uncool and uncollected

The problem with being the Problem Solver is that you can’t always solve your own problems:

Lately, I find myself stressed more. My well-constructed compartmental walls have sprung leaks; worries from work pop into my head at night and personal issues intrude on work. My former single-minded focus made me very good at dealing with multiple issues while keeping my stress levels low. People have always marveled at my ability to solve problems and “get things fixed”. I still can solve problems and smooth troubled waters, but my stress over the complex is a new thing for me.

I used to have an Alfred E. Newman “What, me worry?” attitude. I solve problem A then move on to problem B in its time. Now I worry about issues A through Z, then worry that I’m worrying too much.

I had, at one time, a well-undeserved reputation for working well under pressure. Some horrid combination of indifference and frailty, two characteristics growing at unequal but nonetheless prodigious rates, has further complicated it.

Then again, I never really was a multitasker, though I worked hard at preserving the illusion of being one. My approach is more that of the computer: assign little slices of time for each task, and run them close enough together to look like they’re all being done at once.

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And apparently nowhere to go

Just the same, it looks like you actually can get there from here:

Now I’m curious to see their printed schedule.

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Only slightly more artificial than usual

Which scowling supermodel from your favorite runway will be the new face of Louis Vuitton? No matter who makes your list, the answer is “none of the above”:

Geek chic is poised to make a big splash in 2016, and Louis Vuitton recognizes that few things are geekier than the Final Fantasy series.

The face of the French fashion icon’s spring-summer 2016 campaign is Lightning, a key character from Final Fantasy XIII and its two subsequent spinoff games. She pops up in new ads for “Series 4,” a collection that was created in collaboration with game publisher Square Enix and FFXIII main character designer Tetsuya Nomura.

Which makes more sense than you might think it does:

Fashion is an integral component of Nomura’s work, with each character’s style serving as a reflection of their personality. Some of the more recent Final Fantasy games even tie costuming to character abilities, with swapped outfits representing a shift in what that character can do.

Besides, virtual models presumably take better care of themselves.

(Via Cameron Aubernon.)

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Still almost none more black

I said something about this last year:

[A] material called Vantablack, being refined in labs now, traps light so completely that practically none escapes. The substance captures a full 99.96 percent of the light that hits it, which the human visual system perceives as deep, textureless blackness. Even when it’s applied to aluminum foil and then wrinkled, the part covered with Vantablack looks just as flat as can be, with no discernible silvery creases. It’s eerie, to have the physical world line up so poorly with expectations. It’s also potentially very valuable — making it look like there’s nothing where there’s really something is a long-time goal for defense departments.

And now it’s here, or at least a package of it is here:

Package of Vantablack

Even with the limitations of JPEG, and squoze-down JPEG at that, it still looks like — well, take it away, Professor:

The visual void Vantablack produces reminds me of the Portable Holes from Wile E. Coyote cartoons. Indeed, Stephen Westland, professor of color science and technology at Leeds University, told The Independent that the material is “almost as close to a black hole as we could imagine.”

Wait a minute. Those were Wile E. Coyote cartoons? No credit for that rapidly-moving bird? Our memories have fallen into a black hole.

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Four-wheel realignment

The Z Man attempts an explanation of what the holy hell is going on here:

The great reordering that is under way is due to the collapse of the raison d’être of the American ruling class. What animated politics in America for the last several generations has been the interplay between Progressives and the defenders of the status quo, played out in the shadow of the Cold War.

The Left collapsed as an intellectual movement when the Cold War ended, but the Right collapsed as a pragmatic alternative. You can’t have one without the other. In a single generation, the Left has adopted the economics of the Right and the Right has adopted the politics of the Left. Neither side has a reason to exist outside of naked greed.

Then again, greed is as powerful a motivator as, well, power. And it’s not like parties or factions are glued to the space they’re presently occupying. For now, though, the political discourse is basically “We’re great and you suck,” despite a total absence of detectable greatness anywhere in the spectrum.

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You dropped your Q

Infiniti, which has done more to sully the fine art of model naming than any automaker not named Cadillac — it’s probably no coincidence that both Cadillac and Infiniti have had Johan de Nysschen running them, and apparently nobody dares mess with the Johan — has decided that we dumb Americans can’t tell the difference between a front-wheel-drive sedan and a jacked-up AWD pseudo-crossover using exactly the same bodyshell:

Though Infiniti will sell its new Q30 hatchback and QX30 crossover as two distinct models elsewhere in the world, the cars will be sold in the U.S. only with the QX30 badge. The cars are already basically identical, and the new naming strategy will help prevent any confusion between the Q30 and QX30 on our shores.

As a result, there will be three versions of the 2017 Infiniti QX30 in the US: Two front-wheel-drive models, matching the Q30 sold overseas; plus one all-wheel-drive version with a higher ride height that aligns with the global QX30.

I suspect this is being done, not so much to defuzz the brand image, but to justify even higher prices for the fake-SUV version: if they’re all the “same model,” buyers won’t even flinch at a $15k difference between top and bottom of the line.

And I’d still rather have the QX50, the wagon formerly known as EX35, comparatively lacking in upjacking.

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We’re so confused

And having had similar troubles myself, I can relate:

What? Don’t look at me. I never know my Wi-Fi password.

(Via HelloGiggles.)

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