Getting used to being sweaty is easier than carrying home a bunch of dirty shirts from the office.
Interesting theory, Stanley!
I have a theory that sweating is linked to heat and humidity. If you got a winter internship, perhaps you would sweat less.
I read somewhere that the more you exercise, the more easily you break into a sweat even when not exercising. I'm not going to google it in case it isn't true and then I'm out an excuse.
Right now, I need the excuse for why I'm so sweaty, but I may need it as an excuse to not exercise at some point in the future.
I have a theory that sweating is linked to living in Baltimore.
5: Just one anecdote, but I don't live in Baltimore and I do sweat on occassion.
5, 6: Maybe you meant that people in Baltimore sweat, while outside of Baltimore people perspire.
5, 6: Maybe you meant that people in Baltimore sweat, while outside of Baltimore people perspire.
My wife showers. I bathe.
I've heard 3 before. I sure do break into a dripping sweat from exercising very easily, but I assume it's because I'm tough.
Let's all post pictures of our armpits after walking about the block.
I'm about to go on a bike ride down to the river, which I imagine will be a pretty sweaty endeavor. But that's okay, because WOO SUMMER VACATION!
It's about 65 degrees regular here today. This morning felt like fall.
12: Despite my complaining about Baltimore in 5, we had beautiful Fall like weather here today. In Mid-August! Awesome!
It's about 65 degrees regular here today every day because San Francisco.
(Actually, it was in the 70s the last two days, which was very strange.)
It's August in Dallas. We just had twelve hours of rain that dropped the heat index down to 96. And yeah, that's 10-15 degrees lower than it was last week.
I walk at dogspeed which is variable. I can wring out my t-shirt in ten minutes. My cap and headband are soaked in thirty and I am working to keep sweat from my eyes.
We survive, it's only 8 weeks a year.
I hear people in Jamaica sweat. Because racism homophobes slavery Polish.
It's August in Dallas.
That's so weird! It's August here too.
It's still December in that one Counting Crows song.
17:The Japanese will tell you that other countries don't have seasons like Japan has seasons.
No, you don't know August like a Dallas August. We joke here about making it to September, which will be hot and muggy, but will allow for hope. There is no hope in August.
That's what everybody kept saying here, but the Pirates have decided not to fuck up so far.
17:The Japanesebob will tell you that other countries don't have seasons like Japan has seasons.
Just to make that explicit.
20: Did you watch last night's game?
Decided not to fuck up enough that it looks like they'll finish below .500.
The Pirates still seem like a lock for the playoffs, where hopefully they'll be cruelly defeated by the Doyers during the upcoming "days of the of the obnoxious commenting." I'm especially looking to JRoth's bitter tears. But I don't want to jinx it.
they'll be cruelly defeated
Maybe the Doyers[sic] should hire Sid Bream as a special "pinch" 3rd base coach they can put in to wave the winning run home during an epic 9th inning Pirates collapse.
Well played Stormcrow. You're hired.
21:Why Do People Say Japan is the Only Country With Four Seasons?
One of the stranger assertions that you'll hear is that one of Japan's best features is its four, distinct seasons. That may sound benign at first, but for some, the implication is that these four seasons--winter, spring, summer, and fall--are unique characteristic of Japan, that it's the only country in the world that enjoys this natural phenomenon.As a foreigner, my first reaction to hearing that was one of incredulity. That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard! Places all over the world have four seasons, how could somebody actually believe that they only happen in Japan?!
Obviously, some this isn't something that every single Japanese person believes and will vehemently defend, but it's still something that's present in the popular consciousness. In the years since I've heard about this belief, I've wondered a lot about where it comes from.
An entire blog wallowing in ignorant malice.
An entire blog wallowing in ignorant malice.
Why, yes, we don't even know the ">capital of Elbonia!
When I was hypothyroid back in the day, I did not sweat ever. Like not even sitting in a sauna. Sometimes I miss that.
During the Ashikaga shogunate, a man who used a three-season room 275 days or more in a year was killed.
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Really? I don't remember having any changes that way. I was only hypothyroid for a month or two, though, between the thryoidectomy and going on the thyroxine. I still had some level of thyroid function, though.
I sweat a fair bit if I exercise [including walking fast], especially if it's humid. I had to walk a mile and a half in 20 minutes to get to a meeting at work the other day, and while it was warm, it wasn't _that_ hot. I arrived looking shifty and sweating. I'd love to be one of those people that never looks flustered that way.
Kickboxing training in the heat can be ridiculous. I've done training days where at the end of the day I need to drink a couple of litres of water just to take a piss, and I've probably consumed another couple of litres through the day.
When I went through a hyperthyroid phase, I was a soggy, sweaty mess. Bodies are weird.
I'm not sure how much I sweat when I swim, but I drink as much when I get done as I would if I'd jogged for twice the time on a hot day.
An entire blog wallowing in ignorant malice.
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On the OP, this is something I always have to adapt to on visits to (eg) Narnia; my normal walking pace tends to leave me a soggy mess after about three hundred yards, and I have to make a conscious effort to walk about half as fast. Also to avoid sun. Instinctively I walk on the sunny side of the street if there is one, because it was such a rare sight when I was growing up, but that's a bad idea in hotter countries. (A colleague: "Actually, my real parents put me on a spaceship when I was very small, in order to escape the destruction of my home planet Krypton. They thought that the yellow rays of Earth's sun would give me super-strength and the ability to fly. Unfortunately I landed in Edinburgh, so I haven't found out whether they were right about that yet.")
The sun is fine in theory, but it should stay behind a cloud most of the time. Save the big reveal for a February morning or something.
38 is completely wrong. The sun should shine warm and bright upon my skin at least 8 hours of every day. Also upon my vegetable and herb garden.
To be fair, August in Texas is the worst fucking thing ever. It would be preferable to spend the summer on the surface of the sun, because at least your suffering would be over quicker.
Herb Garden is albino, you monster.
I'm with Moby. The sun go bother Di, and leave the rest of us alone.
Places that are tolerable but never see the sun--like both the 'burghs--become absolutely beautiful during the rare times you get sun and blue. Like today.
Today the sun is fine, because it's only 65 or something. The sun sure didn't seem rare when I was sweating through July.
I ask only one thing of the sun, that it not waste any time getting itself up over the yardarm. Beyond that, it can do as it pleases.
It must be so nice to live up north, in Dallas.
It must be even nicer to live in Plano. Further north, plus that's where potato chips are from.
I sweat so easily I spend all of August mostly drenched. Going to the gymn is fun, too. I can drink liters and not need to pee. Makes for slippery exercise equipment, too.
re: 43
Trying to work out what the second 'burgh is.
Fraserburgh, Helensburgh, Jedburgh?
The only way to live sanely here is to decide to just accept sweating with equanimity, which is made easier by the fact that no one expects you to be dressed up, like, ever. I have no idea how the coiffed, stockinged, make-upped ladies of Dallas survive the summer. (Supposing they ever leave air conditioned spaces.)
Since the dawn of time Unfogged has yearned to destroy the sun.
It's usually OK until around the noon of time.
Having grown up on the lee side of the Great Lakes, I also hate and fear the sun. Today was pretty good hear, what with the ample cumulus and an intermittent layer of very thin stratus--plenty of light for plants and those with untreated photo-dependency disorder but precious little bothersome heat and minimal retinal-destruction rays (imagine a nightmare world where a large round disk in the sky could destroy your child's eyesight if they looked at it too long).
Swimming pools are not fun, they are countermeasures to excessive heat.
here not hear... never go back and edit
Having grown up in an area where it's sunny and dry pretty much every day, I don't have any strong opinions on the sun. It's just sort of there.
I'm pro-sun. I went down to the river yesterday (as mentioned) and intentionally sat in the sun reading a book. It was lovely, and I felt good afterwards (and had some new skin-cancer sentinels freckles, too).
I'm also pro-swimming-pool, provided there's a diving board.
It's just sort of there.
So is hantavirus.
And now living in an area where it's rarely sunny and basically never hot, I certainly see the appeal of the sun. I still don't care that much, though.
58: I'd never really thought about it, but I'm sure someone somewhere's done it on a diving board. Seems kinda perilous, what with all the bouncing.
Seems kinda perilous, what with all the bouncing.
You just have to be sure that you can both swim.
"I dunno, officer. He said he knew the breaststroke."
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You know, it's funny that everyone can immediately glom onto the ironies and contradictions in the new Miyazaki movie about the designer of the Zero. It's being attacked from both right and left (mostly before seeing it) but Miyazaki is not the master of subtlety and it is pretty fucking obviously "Fascism perverts dreams and dreamers."
But what amuses me is how few can even see the message contained in the very title Girls und Panzers.
Do ya think if it had been "Role-playing Teenage Boys wearing Wehrmacht uniforms mowing down villagers as a sport in a sweet bonding comedy" people might have wondered, just for a moment, wtf was going on?
And yes, there is a scene late in the series where some shojo are watching WWII documentary footage with blood and bodies and the girls are talking about treads, engines, and shooting range.
It's like Poe's purloined letter. This is some motherfucking caustic irony being perpetrated here.
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And that's basically the gripe I have against Miyazaki. He is like the fucking Spielberg of anime.
Miyazaki puts out 2 hours every 3 years with all of God's money and talent behind him. Sure he's good.
But Japan produces 20-30+ hours of anime every single week much of which is shite, but also having its share of Steven Soderberghs and David Simons.
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Inspired by a Crooked Timber thread, I continue:
But it's Girls und Panzers?
Yeah, it's all about the cute and sweet and caring for others and fun fun fun...and since girls really don't fantasize about the machinery of war all that much, the tanks are just silly stuff. It really isn't a vicious anti-war show. Really.
What is the machinery of war, really?
Well, it ain't tanks, although the tanks are a slap in the face, since serious large scale tank against tank battles only happened in one war or period, and are unlikely to ever happen again. And we had wars long before tanks, and will have them now that the tank era is over.
What is the machinery of war?
Sociality and shame, bonding with a group, competing against other groups, overcoming the disapproval of an outside other to get the approval of your near peers.
And the show has that in spades.
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