Category: From Macromediocrity

It’s 3/14, which is Albert Einstein’s birthday…which means I get to use my fabulous Christmas gift from the E-K’s (Haig, Jill, Aislinn, and Nora). Unfortunately I don’t have an Albert Einstein action figure, or I could improve on this genius idea.

Answer: Dentate Gyrus

According to a CNN article, every one of us has a dentate gyrus within our hippocampi and it is related to our ability to remember things. The article describes a new study that shows that when mice work out they build new brain cells in their dentate gyri thereby combating the loss of memory associated with getting older.

I got a bunch of CDs for Christmas. Many of them came packaged as pairs—two CDs in one jewel case. I keep breaking fingernails and worrying about shattering (or at least putting dings in) my Telemann quartets because I cannot figure out how to get CD#2 out of the case.
There’s no standardization. They all open differently. I’m going to need a cheat sheet, or maybe I’ll put clues on post-it notes (sort of like the stickers I put on the copier doors to show which order to open them in when clearing a paper jam). It’s idiotic.

What it’s[1] all about:

Simone (me) and Ehren (him) were longtime colleagues who, circa 2007, recently thought we might be separated by the vagaries of nonprofit funding and the ebb and flow of executive leadership. We decided we needed a shared blog so we could continue entertaining/distracting each other with bits of joy, hilarity, and outrage. (Mostly various degrees of outrage, ranging from the peeved to the apoplectic.)

A lot of our shared concerns arise from the growing tendency of American culture to encourage and reward mediocrity, hence the title of our blog.

The original content herein is licensed under a Creative Commons Non-Commercial Share-Alike license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/. Of course, it’ll be hard for you to attribute anything without our last names. I’m Simone Parrish. I’ll ask Ehren if it’s OK to put his last name here.

[1] I used to be able to type/write “its” and “it’s” in their respective appropriate contexts without even thinking. Now most times I write either, I have to sing the Strong Bad song (mp3).