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Three-in-One
Aug. 18th, 2005 08:53 amI made a discovery a few days ago, and have since officially identified and classified said discovery. In the spirit of all great discoverers, I found something that already existed - it was there for at least two or three years, but it suddenly caught my attention as Something New. Something Viburnum acerfolium, to be precise. Several somethings, in fact, in the quite early stages of forming a nice thicket for animals to use as quick cover, with a roof of fruit for the birds to snack upon, for that is what maple-leaf viburnum tends to do. The leaves actually look more like a sycamore with a boxy base, but, then again, sycamores are often said to look like maples, but with three points instead of five, which takes us full circle and explains why it's not called Viburnum platinusfolium. It is, however, also called "arrowwood" because, well, let's just say it was a sticking point with the early settlers. To aid in confusion it is not the only viburnum called arrowwood - there's at least one other flavor, Viburnum dentatum - made it a bit more difficult when I was trying to determine exactly what was growing between the driveways.
I actually managed to drink some green tea two whole nights in a row - even if they never finish the study that links antioxidants to reducing sleep apnea, I actually feel that my breathing is clearer. No word yet from the wife on whether or not there's been any change in not breathing over the course of the night, though. She's actually been in the same room for the past two nights, although she doesn't show up there until sometime in the early o'clocks. I should mention that this lack of forgetting to drink the tea is solely due to a very excellent sign that says "Drink your tea" and features a green mug (to remind me of exactly which flavor of tea I should be drinking) and a smiling picture of me, drawn with hair just slightly longer than mine actualy is (to the ground, in the picture.) The sign was custom-made for me by my daughter, and she taped it dead-center on the mirror in my bathroom, for my memory-jogging pleasure.
An addendum to the I-can't-drive-55 post yesterday: As was pointed out in the comments, and agreed to by several other sources including one that is very dubious and untrustworthy (well, I wouldn't trust me as far as I could throw me... not that I'd try very hard to toss myself far, so it goes without saying, but there, I said it anyway), most people seem to identify a sweet spot in fuel efficiency at 60+ mph. I'm wondering, however, if that sweet spot is a true bell curve, or if it's more of a wave. I mean, what if we started driving our Tauri and Rabbitses at 231.7 mph and suddenly found they were fuel efficient once more? And if that were the case, would it be less efficient to accelerate rapidly to one of the sweet spots - which can easily prove to move the fuel indicator in the wrong direction faster then, well *as* fast as you are going - or to plow slowly through the trough of fuel wastefulness, taking your time and using up more fuel than you really need to, until you reach the peak of efficiency?
I actually managed to drink some green tea two whole nights in a row - even if they never finish the study that links antioxidants to reducing sleep apnea, I actually feel that my breathing is clearer. No word yet from the wife on whether or not there's been any change in not breathing over the course of the night, though. She's actually been in the same room for the past two nights, although she doesn't show up there until sometime in the early o'clocks. I should mention that this lack of forgetting to drink the tea is solely due to a very excellent sign that says "Drink your tea" and features a green mug (to remind me of exactly which flavor of tea I should be drinking) and a smiling picture of me, drawn with hair just slightly longer than mine actualy is (to the ground, in the picture.) The sign was custom-made for me by my daughter, and she taped it dead-center on the mirror in my bathroom, for my memory-jogging pleasure.
An addendum to the I-can't-drive-55 post yesterday: As was pointed out in the comments, and agreed to by several other sources including one that is very dubious and untrustworthy (well, I wouldn't trust me as far as I could throw me... not that I'd try very hard to toss myself far, so it goes without saying, but there, I said it anyway), most people seem to identify a sweet spot in fuel efficiency at 60+ mph. I'm wondering, however, if that sweet spot is a true bell curve, or if it's more of a wave. I mean, what if we started driving our Tauri and Rabbitses at 231.7 mph and suddenly found they were fuel efficient once more? And if that were the case, would it be less efficient to accelerate rapidly to one of the sweet spots - which can easily prove to move the fuel indicator in the wrong direction faster then, well *as* fast as you are going - or to plow slowly through the trough of fuel wastefulness, taking your time and using up more fuel than you really need to, until you reach the peak of efficiency?
