Saturday, March 21, 2015

FIRST SUNDAY IN OFFICIAL SPRING

It's another gray spring day on the high prairie with bursts of cyclone-level wind, and I spent my day comfortably tucked up reading Michael Gazzaniga's memoir "Tales from Both Sides of the Brain: A Life in Neuroscience" -- once again regretting that Yellowstone Public Radio has displaced the traditional Saturday opera to Sunday night.  

Then company turned up on their way home to Browning after  visiting the Russell Auction art displays now scattered all over Great Falls.  They had wanted to see Jackie Bread Larson's beadwork, which is pretty remarkable.  She's noted for creating portraits with beads.

The beadwork of Jackie Bread Larson.

We spent at least an hour gossiping about the old days and telling funny stories, going back before I even arrived in Browning in 1961.  But the conversation had its dark side since so many people have "gone on ahead."  

In fact, sorting old papers has already stirred up both laughter and tears whilst sitting on the floor at home with cats getting in the way.  It was nice to be with humans who could share.

But it meant not writing anything.  Anyway, I'm getting a little peeved with ideas.aeon.com where everyone posts their opinions which remain unchanged by anyone else's opinions.  The founders had hoped for some major breakthrough -- insights.  NOT.

So here's my thumb in the eye of pretentious people and that includes myself.  NO POST today.  I'll be back Sunday night, 10 PM Mtn Whatsis Time.

PS:  This split-brain stuff as presented by the popular press has NOTHING to do with the actual research, which reveals that "two sides" are only the beginning of the complexity.

Gazzaniga

Mike's a believer in excellent colleagues, fine food, and family.  A little cramped by a stingy administrator who refused to authorize more than $25 per person for working dinners in New York City, by doing a bit of reframing (adding a few imaginary people), he managed to pick up  the bill in the style to which international scientists respond.  The administrator signed off on everything and didn't figure it out until a year or so later when he tried to use the meal allowance and was ruled overoptimistic.  By that time, Mike had gone on.

Keep calm and keep moving.

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