this week i

published on the oral health of senior citizens.


this week i

upvoted a predator-prey dataset request.

caught up with michelle.  tri-care for all!

could tattoo a smudged, faded red entry stamp on the back of my hand and make it look like i was a cool kid last night every morning of the week.

squirmed through a bus ride.  my pet peeve: pencil near the eye in a moving vehicle or for that matter an earthquake zone

give a man a fish and he eats for a day.  give a man a bagel and he eats for a lifetime.

wedged my index finger between the mallet and the bell at 4:45, backside switch turns off the alarm but ceasing the adhan oscillation takes priority when someone's sleeping in the next room.  maybe you sleep later than i do because you have free will and i don't.  frustrating few days, down to the dark of the drop ceiling room with the abandoned phonography, and i thought about power dynamics and, even sexier, enthusiasm.  5:30 i boot windows, boil water under frozen spinach flakes, rss toggle past michael cohen's opening statement.  we had caught clips of that hearing last lunch at a district sports-decorated bar with c-span on four televisions, flavors of espn on the other three.  calisthenics mobile app drone-demanded two sixty second planks, then i ran alongside the day's sampling from a steady population of two dozen morning people, canine pairs accompanying in perfect correlation.  one runner is russian, i heard him talking on his phone the other day.  one walker never acknowledged me until i caught his eye once, now he waves and smiles most neighborly of all.  last hill back to the house, and i met my father shuffling down the driveway toward the morning paper delivery.  he reclines to read in ritual, and that morning growled when i kissed his head and again at the decibels of the iqama grinding coffee.

bet you anything that ten times out of ten nicky vinny and tony will beat the shit out of todd kyle and tucker.  george carlin, for the ages.

read the stranger, the maman died today translation..

i knew that i had shattered the harmony of the day, the exceptional silence of a beach where i'd been happy.  then i fired four more times at the motionless body where the bullets lodged without leaving a trace.  and it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness

he was leaning all the way over the table.  he was waving his crucifix almost directly over my head.  to tell the truth, i had found it very hard to follow his reasoning, first because i was hot and there were big flies in his office that kept landing on my face, and also because he was scaring me a little.  at the same time i knew that was ridiculous because, after all, i was the criminal

i was also made to see that until that moment i'd had mistaken ideas about these things.  for a long time i believed - and i don't know why - that to get to the guillotine you had to climb stairs onto a scaffold.  i think it was because of the french revolution - i mean, because of everything i'd been taught or shown about it.  but one morning i remembered seeing a photograph that appeared in the papers at the time of a much-talked-about execution.  in reality, the machine was set up right on the ground, as simple as you please


this week i

updated our health coverage of immigrants fact sheet and racial and ethnic health coverage changes brief.

listened to maurice cox - post-bankruptcy detroit urban planner - discuss revitalization efforts in zero property values.  snowplow the bike lanes
five years ago you wouldn't be caught dead in a detroit park.  well, you might be

do hate computer programmers as a group, too sloppy to run the world despite all these machine learning machinations.

met erin at packed noontime commissary for two of the same two-cheese caramelized onion burgers.  she had landed ten minutes after opm called it, ten hours before any snow fell.  event and meeting cancelled, we walked through slush to work under maps without new zealand.  the austrians mail blasted a mars attacks poster to lure us to their sibling classical concert, then a manhattan with the masala art gravy boat.

think donburi and chicken parm fill the same role.  but this mosquito, this mosquito on the glass, i do not understand.

read ghengis khan and the making of the modern world..

the majority of people today live in countries conquered by the mongols

genghis khan's last ruling descendant, alim khan, emir of bukhara, remained in power in uzbekistan until deposed in 1920 by the rising tide of soviet revolution

the europeans even picked up the mongol exclamation hurray as an enthusiastic cry of bravado and mutual encouragement

marco polo alleged that the mongol warriors could travel ten days without stopping to make a fire or heat food, that they drank horses' blood, and that each man carried with him ten pounds of dried milk paste, putting one pound of it in a leather flask of water each day to make his meal.  the warrior carried strips of dried meat and dried curd with him that he could chew while riding; and when he had fresh meat, but no time to cook it, he put the raw flesh under his saddle so it would soon be softened and edible

the mongol sensibility that one should never return by exactly the same route that one came

this forbidden city constituted a miniature steppe created in the middle of the mongol capital.  during the mongol era, the whole complex of the forbidden city was filled with gers, where members of the court often preferred to live, eat, and sleep.  pregnant wives of the khan made sure that their children were born in a ger, and the children received their school lessons in the ger as they grew up.  while khubilai and his successors maintained public lives as chinese emperors, behind the high walls of their forbidden city, they continued to live as steppe mongols

whether in their policy of religious tolerance, divising a universal alphabet, maintaining relay stations, playing games, or printing almanacs, money, or astronomy charts, the rulers of the mongol empire displayed a persistent universalism.  because they had no system of their own to impose upon their subjects, they were willing to adopt and combine systems from everywhere.  without deep cultural preferences in these areas, the mongols implemented pragmatic rather than ideological solutions.  they searched for what worked best; and when they found it, they spread it to other countries