Body Metrics

I was reading a women’s magazine article about how to dress flatteringly. It had tips for women who have issues with their torsos–too long or too short. Apparently I missed that chapter in the chick book because this is a whole category that I don’t obsess about. I know lots of women who worry that their boobs are too small or their butt is too big, but I have never, ever heard two guys at a bar say:

“She’s hot.”

“Yeah, but her torso’s all messed up.”

“Whoa…you’re right. I didn’t notice until she took off the jacket.”

11:57 a.m.

I just read a fantastic statistic in Time Magazine. Apparently, only 6 percent of brick and mortar CEOs would eat another human being if they were starving and stranded. However, 23 percent of Internet startup CEOs said they’d break out the carving knives.

10:02 a.m.

Everyone was sneezing on the bus this morning. The guy behind me kept coughing, and I could feel the little bursts of tepid lung-air on the back of my neck. I kept thinking about that Stephen King book where everyone in the world starts getting colds and then all of them die, except there’s a few hundred people left who form two camps. One is good, one is evil, and near the end of the book they have a battle royale for the fate of humanity.

11:49 a.m.

I found an article

on Slashdot about the possibility of using bacteria in semiconductors to create “biotransistors.” Powering machines with the energy of living things kinda creeps me out.

9:44 a.m.