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senoritafishDarn, just went to make a cup of coffee, and our lovely little boiling hot and refrigerated cold water taps by the sink in the breakroom are gone! Drat. Microwaved hot water just isn't the same. I may have to try it for some tea though; I need some caffeine.
At least the office seems slightly warmer this week, although I still wore my jacket most of the morning. Last week it was freezing in here all week. The building people said it was because of all of the office systems being off for the four day weekend, and it was taking awhile for the heat to get up to speed. Finally on Thursday, my boss held his hand up to the air vent and said he could feel some slight trickles of warm air coming out of it. I think what does come out the vents gets sucked straight out the floor to ceiling glass windows, because the inner rooms of the building always seem to be warmer. On a few days, it was definitely warmer outside. I know, here in southern California, that's not saying much, but damn it, it's been chilly lately. My feet weren't warm all last week.
I came in this morning to find a postcard on my desk, inviting me to donate my body for plastination. Apparently, PH had been to the Body Worlds exhibit at the California Science Center this weekend, and thought we might like to be added to the show. :p When DP asked if that's what he was planning to do when he croaked, he replied "Hell no!"
I hadn't heard this display was going on either. I saw an article in New Scientist saying the same scientist will be preserving a couple of giant squid in the same way, and forwarded it to VT. She told me some of her husband's students had been to his exhibition and taken pictures. I remember awhile ago when this exhibition was in London and hearing about protests; maybe they've been keeping this low key or something. In any case, it sounds vaguely creepy, as in several of the plasinated people are holding their brains in their hands, or balancing on top of them, but all for educational purposes. I was going to say I didn't feel any urge to go see this, but after looking at the two sites above, I'm beginning to feel curious. I have seen cadavers before, but this is a whole different thing. People report that actually seeing the real human body, how it's put together, and how it's affected by things like smoking, or where your duodenum is actually located, inspires them to take better care of their own.
According to the website, there are 300 plastinated bodies already extant, and another 6,000 willing to donate theirs after they die. However, while I do have my organ donor card filled out and nestled next to my driver's license, so I can do someone some immediate good if I'm suddenly squelched, I think I'd rather have the rest of my components just return to the natural cycle of things. Plant a tree on top of me, or scatter my ashes in the California Current and let the ocean take me where it will; maybe a foraminifer or a far off triton will use CaCO3 formed from my bones in its shell. Or you could scatter some of them here. There's a pretty little cemetery at the foot of that rock, overlooking the Tasman Sea, and I thought when I visited it in 1988 it would be a pleasant place to spend eternity.
edited: because apparently, I really like the word apparently.
At least the office seems slightly warmer this week, although I still wore my jacket most of the morning. Last week it was freezing in here all week. The building people said it was because of all of the office systems being off for the four day weekend, and it was taking awhile for the heat to get up to speed. Finally on Thursday, my boss held his hand up to the air vent and said he could feel some slight trickles of warm air coming out of it. I think what does come out the vents gets sucked straight out the floor to ceiling glass windows, because the inner rooms of the building always seem to be warmer. On a few days, it was definitely warmer outside. I know, here in southern California, that's not saying much, but damn it, it's been chilly lately. My feet weren't warm all last week.
I came in this morning to find a postcard on my desk, inviting me to donate my body for plastination. Apparently, PH had been to the Body Worlds exhibit at the California Science Center this weekend, and thought we might like to be added to the show. :p When DP asked if that's what he was planning to do when he croaked, he replied "Hell no!"
I hadn't heard this display was going on either. I saw an article in New Scientist saying the same scientist will be preserving a couple of giant squid in the same way, and forwarded it to VT. She told me some of her husband's students had been to his exhibition and taken pictures. I remember awhile ago when this exhibition was in London and hearing about protests; maybe they've been keeping this low key or something. In any case, it sounds vaguely creepy, as in several of the plasinated people are holding their brains in their hands, or balancing on top of them, but all for educational purposes. I was going to say I didn't feel any urge to go see this, but after looking at the two sites above, I'm beginning to feel curious. I have seen cadavers before, but this is a whole different thing. People report that actually seeing the real human body, how it's put together, and how it's affected by things like smoking, or where your duodenum is actually located, inspires them to take better care of their own.
According to the website, there are 300 plastinated bodies already extant, and another 6,000 willing to donate theirs after they die. However, while I do have my organ donor card filled out and nestled next to my driver's license, so I can do someone some immediate good if I'm suddenly squelched, I think I'd rather have the rest of my components just return to the natural cycle of things. Plant a tree on top of me, or scatter my ashes in the California Current and let the ocean take me where it will; maybe a foraminifer or a far off triton will use CaCO3 formed from my bones in its shell. Or you could scatter some of them here. There's a pretty little cemetery at the foot of that rock, overlooking the Tasman Sea, and I thought when I visited it in 1988 it would be a pleasant place to spend eternity.
edited: because apparently, I really like the word apparently.
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Date: 2004-12-07 04:57 am (UTC)Anyway, I work in a computer room at work. It's always something like 50 degrees in my office. Usually I'm okay with it, even T-shirt and shorts comfortable, but most everyone else complains about the cold. :-D
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Date: 2004-12-07 07:00 am (UTC)As for the temp, I have my own built-in insulation. ;p Most of the time, when people are complaining it's cold, I'm comfortable. But when I have to wear my jacket all day, it's a tad cool.
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Date: 2004-12-07 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-07 07:45 am (UTC)A lot like Oregon, with less people, at least it was then.
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Date: 2004-12-07 07:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-09 01:42 am (UTC)ok, ok, I'm working on the "accepting compliments gracefully" thing.
I think
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Date: 2004-12-08 08:34 am (UTC)I've been to the Bodyworlds exhibition when it was on in London and I must say it was quite fascinating. Some of the weird positions that bodies had been placed in are slightly umm, gross I guess and there was what was supposedly a pregnant woman but I'm pretty sure that wasn't real... I hope! I certainly wouldn't pledge my body to that sort of thing!!
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Date: 2004-12-09 01:37 am (UTC)I should probably post about my time there at some point. Thing is, I've misplaced all my pictures, and I'd want to scan them.
The Bodywise website said most of the fetuses and such on display are from old European collections. The woman you mentioned was the point of the protests I heard about, I think.