Sunday, June 25, 2017

Fox in a graveyard

Yesterday, as part of a family reunion project I'm working on, I went to the cemetery. Knowing it would be hot, I went kind of late, so I left about 5:30, and I took along a lot of water. Which stayed cold for about 10 seconds on my 2 mile walk. (Good news? When I got home, I'd gotten in my exercise for the day).

Anyway, I got to the cemetery, got the photos of the headstones I needed and had just finished getting a shot of the location marker when I saw this guy:
I'm guessing that's a fox, but somehow I always thought foxes were smaller. I took some photos and Foxy wandered off. I meandered for a few more minutes, and Foxy was back:
Poor guy (gal?) just wanted some shade, and I can't blame him. He seemed pretty content to chill there until I left. I was tempted to try and get closer, but somehow, stalking a wild animal on a hot day didn't seem like a smart idea. Besides, this critter deserved to sit in his shade in peace.

It must have been a hot day for all the little animals, because when I was almost home, I saw this:
And, no, that isn't a giant bird bath. For people, it's a fountain. Apparently, for birds, it's a pool.

And yes, I'm jealous.  

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

The mysterious mind of me

I was listening to something today and they mentioned the Washington Redskins. And I realized that whenever I hear "Redskins", I think of potatoes. I think it probably has something to do with red potatoes, which would then have red skins. And I did grow up in Idaho, land of the famous potatoes. Nothing about Native Americans makes me think of potatoes. But when I hear "Washington Redskins", I envision a buttered baked potato.

It makes no sense. I didn't grow up on red potatoes. We had regular old potatoes when I was growing up. I don't know if I even knew there were other kinds of potatoes. At least, not when I was young. But then, I probably didn't know there was such a thing as the Washington Redskins, either. Maybe it happened in my teen years? I don't know. It's weird, and I'm not sure what it says about me, but there you have it.

Now I think I could go for a baked potato.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Dear Brain

Dear Brain,

You know how when I'm sitting around feeling like I should get up and do something productive, and you always come back with, "That is such a huge task. It will be so hard [boring/tiring, take so much effort/concentration/energy/time]". Or, you take the "I just can't get it to stick in my brain" or "I'm not making any real progress" line?

Just stop. You know it's silly.

"I should do the dishes, but it will take forever"? Fifteen minutes, usually.

"I've photographed everything I can think of, and I don't really know what I'm doing. Plus it's hot"? You always find something cool to photograph and you come back having enjoyed yourself and feeling less stressed.

"Irish is crazy. I have no idea how to pronounce anything and I just can't remember the words and their meaning"? Okay, it's true. They have CRAZY spellings and I have yet to figure out how a combination of 5 letters can make the sound of a different letter that doesn't appear anywhere in the word. But you do actually remember things, and if you focused a little more (and maybe only worked on one language at a time :S ?) you'd remember even more.

Yeah. You always enjoy it way more than you think you will. And you enjoy binge watching Netflix (or Prime) way less than you tell yourself you do.

So could you just remember that the next time I'm feeling lazy?

Thanks.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Non-binary

At work, I'm part of a group that is developing leadership skills. On Friday, in preparation for our next meeting, I got a link to a survey designed to help you find out your leadership style. Thirteen questions, no big deal right?

Ha. 

The first question was, essentially, "Do you prefer to let people do things their own way or do you want them to do things your way?" I get option A, they can do things their own way, or B, do it my way. I have so many problems with this question. (Yes, I got stuck on the first question). 

Am I supposed to assume that they are doing their own thing within the policies and procedures laid out? If so, I choose option A. Or am I supposed to assume absolutely no context? In which case, neither A or B. I am fine with people finding their own methods. But there are a lot of things we do at my job that have to be within certain parameters, so, no, don't go making up your own rules. And I have absolutely NO guidance on this!!!! Surveys never give context, and context matters! 

Further, why is it assumed there are only 2 possibilities? As I've pointed out, sometimes it is great to have people coming up with their own methods, but not always. This is another huge problem with surveys. They assume that there are a limited set of options. I remember doing one of those dumb employment personality questionnaires they make you do for department store jobs (Why? Seriously?!) They were asking some question about what you would do if a co-worker was breaking rules. Would you ignore it? Talk to another co-worker? Talk to the offender directly? Talk to your supervisor? You can only pick one, because apparently, no one would ever try multiple approaches. 

This has always seemed absurd to me because I very incredibly rarely would ever choose just one of the answers. But then, yesterday, I was listening to an Invisibilia podcast - their Part 1 on Reality - and they were talking about whether the reality is that bears are dangerous or that they are safe (you'll just have to listen to it). The whole time, I'm thinking, "Duh! Both!". And then, about 9 minutes before the end of the episode, the host says, (I paraphrase): "Then this guy told me something that changed how I thought about the question. He said in western culture, we have this binary thinking. It can be A or B, but they are mutually exclusive. In eastern culture, they are comfortable with A and B can both be true." 

Now, I'm not sure whether she was referring to this new piece of knowledge about eastern vs. western ways of thinking, and that is what she didn't know, or whether she had never even realized that two seemingly incompatible things can both be true. But my big aha moment was that there are actually people who really, honestly, think binarily.* 

This is kind of mind-boggling to me, because I don't generally think that way. And I do get that you could think that way about a specific topic or issue. But are there really people who think in binary terms about most everything? Is that a thing? If so, the state of society makes way more sense, but why is this a thing? 

I'm guessing this is just a thing people do on certain issues - like when it comes to Cindrella-ing it up with wild animals. I am going on the premise that most people don't think in all black and white all the time. But it's just weird to me that there are areas where they are solid in their binary thinking. I admit, sometimes it does seem like a nice way to think. When someone's made me mad, for example, I have a short window in which I can place all the blame on them, and then eventually I start to think about what I did that wasn't so great and I don't get to feel self-righteous anymore.**

Anyway, this just confirms that 1) Not everyone thinks like I do (I suspected as much) and 2) multiple choice surveys stink. 


*Binarily? Binaryly? Binarily. It's not a word. But it should be. It is definitely an adverb, as it is a word describing a verb, so it receives an -ly ending.
**Being indignant sounds good in theory, but I am actually grateful that, for whatever reason, I see both sides. It seems much less stressful in the long-term. 

Friday, June 9, 2017

Presents Day

'Tis the season to be frivolous! I talked to my brother the other day and he reminded me that it's the time of year when we celebrate Presents Day.

What is Presents Day, you ask? Presents day is the day you buy presents. Not presents for individuals, but presents that the whole family (or whatever group you happen to be part of) shares, so they belong to everyone and not just any one person.

Why Presents Day? Why not?

When is Presents Day, exactly? Presents Day occurs on the first Saturday after school gets out. However, if school gets out on a Friday, it is the Saturday after the first week of no school, not the day after school lets out. I don't know why, that is just the rule. And if I'm messing up the details, I fully expect my brother or his wife to correct me. In my case, since I'm not in school and no one in my house is in school, I get to pick. I can go by the school district I live in or I can pick between my relatives' school districts.

How do you celebrate? Well, you buy presents, obviously. They don't have to be big, and again, they have to be for everyone, not just one particular person. You also have to have some kind of treasure hunt to find the present. This is a bit of a problem for me, since I live alone, so I'm thinking I may have to do swapsies with a friend. They hide mine, I'll hide theirs.

So, happy Presents Day! Get yourself something, just because.