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Cake day: December 31st, 2023

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  • Let’s say you put like 1000 violinists all in a big, long row. Then, have the first violinist play a note, then the second plays the very same note, then the third, and so on. Let’s say you could also time it so that at the very moment the sound wave from one violinist hits the next is when that one plays the note. Brrrrrrump! All the way across. Let’s also say you could time it perfectly so that the waves don’t cancel each other out. What would happen?



  • This is a good question, though. Seeing horrible things on the internet can affect you. Anywhere from getting wigged out to full out trauma is possible.

    Personally, if I come across something like that, it’s a good cue to take a quick break from screens. Go for a walk. Eat if you’re hungry. Drink if you’re thirsty. Spend quality time with your pets or plants if you have any. Pay attention to how you’re feeling and do what might be necessary to make you feel good and healthy. In that state, it’s easier to bring yourself back to the here and now. Look around you and appreciate your life. Seeing how real and raw those things are can give a person perspective, but if you overexpose yourself or ruminate on them, it can fuck you up a little bit. Even if you’re “desensitized.”

    If you’re lucky enough where things like that aren’t a regular part of your life (as it is for most of us here), use it as a lesson in not just taking care of yourself, but also of others and society as a whole. There are fucked up people in the world, yes. Sometimes the bad guys win and terrible or disturbing things happen, yes. It’s best to maintain pride in knowing you’re not trying to contribute to that problem, in whatever little way you can.

    And if you can’t seem to shake it, get some therapy. Not just for that one thing, but, it may be likely you’re slipping into rumination or worldviews that make it difficult to handle depression. Therapy is great, for real. Shop around and find a therapist you like.






  • We used to have ramp newbies handle the lavs as a sort-of right of passage. The Lav fluids we called “blue juice.” One day I told a newbie to go to maintenance and get a bucket of “red juice.” He disappeared for an hour. We were wondering where the hell he went about when he showed up looking a bit stressed out, actually carrying a bucket of red fluid of some sort. Apparently he started going around the entire airport’s maintenance shops asking them one by one for red juice, none of them knowing what the hell he was talking about. Instead of asking for clarification over the radio he just kept going. Eventually somebody in a completely different concourse poured some hydraulic fluid in the bucket for him. I was a bit astonished and then had to figure out what the hell I was going to do with a bucket of hydraulic fluid.