silliness

[sebastienne]

For a moment, I questioned mentioning "Pratchett's Wyrd Sisters" in this job application. Then I realised - they're LIBRARIANS!

...ook?

Cabaret, on stage, is very different from the film. If they'd had a different Sally Bowles, I might have been blown away; as it was, I was merely enchanted. It is much colder and darker, its message is clearer and starker. Much more of a portrait of a whole time, much less of a love-letter to something beautiful that must (by the very nature of beauty) decay. More of a warning, too; during Tomorrow Belongs To Me, this production has full-frontal nudity on another part of the stage. While you're distracted by the flesh, this pretty, harmless, hymn-like song turns into a genocidal anthem. Chilling.

Homeopathy is nonsense, yes? Specifically, "Bach Flower Remedies". Herbal substances of dubious effectiveness in such immense dilution that there's no way they can have any chemical effect. Then why are my Mum & Nan insisting that I need Aspen, Wild Oat, White Chestnut, Hornbeam, Chicory, and Larch? Shelling out a not-insignificant amount of money to buy me remedies I don't believe in? I normally think of these things as working by the placebo effect, so there's no way they can do anything for me.. right?

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[pozorvlak.livejournal.com]

We suffer from an infestation of mathematical biologists up here, too*. Mostly biofluids stuff (blood flow through the lungs, etc), but we have some population dynamics types too. I never much enjoyed number theory - actual, y'know, numbers (even when held at arm's length) always seemed far too concrete :-) Random matrix theory sounds like it could be interesting, though.

* Not really, they're all lovely.