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Sep. 8th, 2006 11:40 pm
High today, here: 26. Dewpoint then: 15. High dewpoint: 17.
High today in TO: 28. Dewpoint then: 14. High dewpoint: 17.
$17 worth of lithium batteries are for naught: the balcony sensor is defunct. Woe.
The piglets are gone, most of the bunnies have vanished, and their holes have been filled up. The tortoise seems more chipper. At least, he's marching around a bit more crisply. Maybe stepping in all those holes does take a toll. Saw a turtle underwater again, and again, when I first saw it, it didn't look animal. What it looked like was a branch, covered in mud, being dragged along by ... something. The maple leaves are falling--but my summer is going on, and on. It's disorienting.
Walking to Waterloo now means running the gauntlet of highschool kids, up the street, trying to look dangerous. (Oh, for the love of God, why? I mean, seriously. I've sometimes thought that if I was ever held up at gunpoint, I'd probably get shot, because I'd have to say to the guy--you have got to be kidding. No, seriously. Really.)
More Kojève. Kojève is getting old. Probably just as well that he didn't try to write any more. (There are, it should be noted, footnotes by him, commenting on the prepared texts, and then commenting on previous editions' footnotes. So he didn't just drop it altogether.) His interesting idea of the day is that Hegel was the first philosopher in history not to use a dialectical method: he describes the dialectical history of being. Phenomenology, not dialectics.
High today in TO: 28. Dewpoint then: 14. High dewpoint: 17.
$17 worth of lithium batteries are for naught: the balcony sensor is defunct. Woe.
The piglets are gone, most of the bunnies have vanished, and their holes have been filled up. The tortoise seems more chipper. At least, he's marching around a bit more crisply. Maybe stepping in all those holes does take a toll. Saw a turtle underwater again, and again, when I first saw it, it didn't look animal. What it looked like was a branch, covered in mud, being dragged along by ... something. The maple leaves are falling--but my summer is going on, and on. It's disorienting.
Walking to Waterloo now means running the gauntlet of highschool kids, up the street, trying to look dangerous. (Oh, for the love of God, why? I mean, seriously. I've sometimes thought that if I was ever held up at gunpoint, I'd probably get shot, because I'd have to say to the guy--you have got to be kidding. No, seriously. Really.)
More Kojève. Kojève is getting old. Probably just as well that he didn't try to write any more. (There are, it should be noted, footnotes by him, commenting on the prepared texts, and then commenting on previous editions' footnotes. So he didn't just drop it altogether.) His interesting idea of the day is that Hegel was the first philosopher in history not to use a dialectical method: he describes the dialectical history of being. Phenomenology, not dialectics.
