Happy birthday!

To fractal9091, who probably won't even see this today, as he's still playing Magic in Memphis. Too bad he didn't qualify for today's special tournament - it would be amazing to win a bar of gold worth $10,000 on your birthday.

Doom! Calamity! Disaster! Dire Consequences!

Okay, it looks like I now have a very rough draft of an essay on catastrophic thinking for that call for papers on ecology and ideology. I wish my rough-draft writing style wasn't so clunky and dry, but then I guess it wouldn't be "rough." The final products are often more dry than I'd like too. Oh well. I have more than two weeks to clean it up.