Dude, like a real Tricorder would be so cooooool!

I know this has been discussed to death, but I wanted to assure everyone that we here at NIMLAS Studios would love it if one of our mixed nuts or nutcases won the latest XPrize.

The Qualcomm Tricorder XPrize

Introducing the $10 million Qualcomm Tricorder X PRIZE.

Imagine a portable, wireless device in the palm of your hand that monitors and diagnoses your health conditions. That’s the technology envisioned by this competition, and it will allow unprecedented access to personal health metrics. The end result: Radical innovation in healthcare that will give individuals far greater choices in when, where, and how they receive care. Learn more about the competition

I used to have a toy one, I bought it for way more than I should have and I loved it till the batteries corroded and ruined it on me.  That toy had stickers in place of the instruments, but if it actually worked, well that would just be awesome.  Forge needing national healthcare, we could all have one of these in our homes and never have to worry about the little aches and pains, the tricorder would tell us if it was a tumor or not :) The only downside is kids couldn’t fake being too sick to go to school, sorry kids, better think of better ways to play hooky.

I love who I am, do you love who you are?

I was going to write about something completely frivolous today, but I can’t.  I’m too angry.  For the past few days I have been seeing a lot of articles and links and videos all talking about the same thing, body size.  In one article it talked about loving the fat body you have, a great inspiring piece until I realized the author was a size 10 and this is what she thought of as fat.  If she thinks size 10 is fat (I saw her pictures, she should be on the cover of a Jenny Craig ad) what does that say about real fat women (and men)?  People who struggle every day to be treated like everyone else.

Yes Virginia, there is one more accepted form of mistreatment of people in our modern culture, it’s OK to hate the fat person.  It’s OK to not try and help them in a store, it’s OK to be rude to them, it’s OK to make fun of them and laugh at them within hearing range, it’s even OK to shout “Fat B***” at them from your car as you speed past them while they are going for a walk jog or run.  Why do I say this?  Because I live it, have lived it and am still living it.  I can tell you that when I was smaller in size (I lost 80 lbs in 2000, I realized this year that in the last 8 years I gained all of that back, slowly but surely, 8 lbs a year it crept back on me) people treated me differently.  I was startled at the help I got in stores, the kind of help I only ever got from some Avenue locations before, I was amazed that instead of yelling mean things at me from cars men were whistling at me (Still not cool guys) I didn’t hear people comment on what I was eating when out, didn’t hear the laughter and generaly was treated nicer.  As I gained the weight back things slipped back into how it used to be, it was when I had finally started losing weight again a few years back that I realized it, when I was out for a power walk and someone shouted from their car that I was a “Fat B***”, I can tell you that it crushed me.  Her I was, trying to get control of my size again and the negative attention just threw me off course.  I still haven’t really gotten over this, I know it shouldn’t bother me so much, but it does.  I was in a nice neighborhood (by my Mom’s house, people are normally very sweet and nice there and no one locks their doors) and it just threw me.  I was back to being a second class citizen.

I saw this Ad for the Biggest Loser Australia today, and it made me so angry, “The Ad” [1] is not kind or empowering like the marketers seem to think it is.  (I warn you, this ad may trigger feelings you won’t be able to deal with, if you have body and self esteem issues you might want to skip watching the ad), basically the new contestants for the show say they want to lose weight so they can have confidence and so they can be allowed to be loved, because no one could love or even like a person their size.

Good Reasons to want to lose Volume:

  • I’m not healthy at my current weight (i.e. sugar level issues, cholesterol, blood pressure and the like, actual tests showing these are unhealthy, not just assuming it because of size)
  • I’m having trouble walking a flight of stairs without being winded.
  • I can’t fit into chairs with arms on it and I’d like to go to the movies, fly airplanes, meetings at work, whatever
  • I don’t think this is where my body should be.
Volumptuous

Drawn from a model who claims to be size 18, even though a lot of fat activists tell me she isn't fat enough

There are a ton more good reasons to lose volume (I say Volume not weight because weight is too abstract, I would be fine weighing 200lbs if I was a size 8, a more fit person will weight more than some people with more volume than they, so volume is my word to use) and more than I listed, I am not against losing weight, I am not for being unhealthy, I do think that everyone has their own size and not every healthy person is a size 10 or under.  (Sorry guys, using women’s sizes because that’s all I know)

Bad Reasons to want to lose Volume:

  • I want to be able to date
  • I am ugly because I’m fat
  • I’m a bad person because I’m fat
  • If I get skinny then people will like me
  • I hate myself
  • I want to go on a cruise, travel, go to Disney, run a marathon, have an adventure, learn to dance, and any other thing you think you can’t do fat.
  • Because my spouse doesn’t find me attractive anymore
  • Because the kids in school make fun of me for being fat
  • Because my friends make fun of me for being fat
  • Because my family gives me a hard time for being fat
  • Because everyone knows fat means unhealthy and I’m going to die
  • I want to look like those girls in the magazine, at my yoga class, at the mall, someone specific, anyone who isn’t you.
  • I should be the size I was when I was 16

And again, there are dozens more reasons that are the wrong reasons to want to lose volume.  Going from size 44 to size 4 won’t make you like yourself any better, it won’t fix you and it won’t cure your issues.  If someone else tells you that you need to lose, then it’s their problem, not yours.  If someone loves you, they love you, simply put.  Friendship, love and family are not based on our size, anyone who makes you feel that way aren’t as committed to you as they should be.  If someone doesn’t like you because you’re fat, A) they won’t like you when your small, and B) why would you want them as a friend to begin with?  Shallow much?

At Morano Island in Venice, living it up and having a blast around 250lbs

Why are you WAITING to do that thing you have always wanted to do?  You will never be ready to do it, no matter your size if you are WAITING.  Life is short, go out and live it, go do that thing you want to do, don’t let anything stop you.  I climbed all 315 steps to the top of the Giotto in Florence, I climbed the dome at St Peter’s Basilica in Rome (and battled my claustrophobia to do it) I went to disney even though there was a Ride I didn’t fit into (technically that was at Universal, it was the dragon coaster, the regular I fit and I fit every single ride at disney and found most of the seats to be way too roomy), I did a half marathon, power walked it and got a better time than Wil Wheaton did (I just happened to notice him tweet his time shortly after I did my race,) it tickled me that someone who looks to me thin and fit was a bit slower than fat me, he ran, I power walked.  I’ve traveled, I’ve gone to european beaches in a bathing suit, I’ve done a million things I hear fat people say they are WAITING to do when they get thin, I’m glad I did them now, I’m glad I’m living my life.  (I haven’t swam with dolphins yet, but mostly because I haven’t been to Seaworld or a place that does that yet.)  I used to go ice skating with a good friend, she’s tiny, I’m fat, she couldn’t do two laps of the rink without running out of breath, most people would look at us and think she’s the heathy one, nope.

LI Half

Me at over 200lbs, LI Half Marathon, I look good, but considered obese, I was very healthy.

If you think being fat makes you unhealthy then look at all the fat people who participate in marathons, who do yoga, who dance, who can hike all day and not break a sweat.  Look at me, even at my heaviest my blood pressure is low, my cholesterol is low, all the signs that point to bad health in fat people are reversed.  i happen to believe that I am meant to have a bit of extra volume, my goal is to be 50lbs over my BMI (BTW I hate the BMI because all it takes into consideration is height and weight, not muscle tone, body type, frame, chest size and other variables).  At 50lbs over my BMI I am a small size 8 (or was 8 years ago) and look fantastic, am a knockout and am super healthy.  At 40lbs over my BMI I was unhealthy, was unable to maintain consciousness through out the day and passed out while driving thanks to the combination of super low blood pressure and 100°F weather with no AC.  I should have paid attention to the warning signs, when I couldn’t donate a full pint of blood because my blood pressure wouldn’t pump out the blood, when I was getting dizzy spells more than I did before, when I saw white spots (I assumed they were floaters, those things in your eyes) and a dozen other signs that should have told me I was not healthy.  I just kept listening to the “heath experts” and was convinced I should be a certain weight (notice I said weight there) and I drove myself to experience health issues that my body never should have dealt with.  I say my goal is 50lbs above my BMI, in truth, I have a weight idea, but, my goal is really a size, I would like to be no smaller than a size 8, I think a size 10 is my perfect volume, it was when I was starting to get too small for size 8 that my problems started.

My point is, fix your mind and the volume can be handled.  Why did I wait 8 years to really commit to losing volume again, why did it take me getting back to the size I used to be?  Because I wasn’t ready, I didn’t need to be this big to “hit bottom” I needed to care for my mental health to be ready to actually commit.

I’m going long here, and if you made it this long I thank you and offer you a virtual cookie as a reward.

My basic rules for my body are:

  • Never Diet! (the D word is a bad word, it’s temporary and often unhealthy, change your diet, find the right foods for you and eat what you will eat the rest of your life.  Moderation and sometimes indulgence is the key)
  • Never deprive yourself or feel deprived
  • Never tell yourself you are not good enough or you can’t do something
  • Prove everyone else wrong
  • I can’t is not allowed
  • No self depreciation
  • Love yourself
  • Know that you are sexy, no matter what the outside looks like
  • You deserve to be happy
  • Live your life without limitations
  • Love the body you are in, ignore the haters

I’m sure there are more.  What do you think about this?  Is fat sexy?  Can you be healthy and be fat?  Is it OK to lose volume and still believe in health at any size?  What are your key rules for your body?

[1] The biggest loser Australia took down the video claiming copyright infringement.  Interesting, an Ad that is supposed to get people to your product, you block?  I think it is due to people getting upset at your stance that fat=shameful.  Hopefully it will teach them something.

I should be recording, but I’m blogging instead

I said I wanted to blog more in 2012 and it has taken me ten days to come up with a second post.  (Granted, I was away in New York Celebrating my family’s christmas and not able to blog for 8 of those days and I don’t really have a blog topic per say.)  I need to record Nutty Bites, but they are doing construction to the foundation of the house behind me so every 30 seconds to ever minute there is a loud thud sound that makes it sound like I’m under fire, not to mention startling my nerves.  I am currently avocado (this is a term my husband and I have come up with when you use your big headphones to block all audio from the real world and tune into music, a game, a video or podcasts) to save my sanity.

Caelann in Watercolors
I wanted to post this picture when I painted it, but I couldn’t because it was part of the present I gave to my Kris Kringle (confused? I refer you again to my family’s christmas) so I didn’t want to give away the surprise.  The painting is a water color of a sketch I did a while ago of an elf, a specific elf, an elf my sister plays named Caelan (or some spelling like that, she has a few characters with the name.)  Again I will say I am really enjoying getting back into watercolors, I can see why a lot of artists like acrylics these days, its faster, but I just don’t like the flatness when the painting is done, yet with the watercolors, which are even faster, and easy to clean up and set up but I feel like I can get a lot of depth to the images.

A lot of people tell me they can’t get behind watercolors because they are so drippy and uncontrolled, I hope that from my few paintings I have shared so far you can see how much control you can get over the medium.  I wish I had images of the sailboat scenes I’ve done for my mom years ago to show you.  I didn’t document my work as much then as I do now and it’s a shame.  Then I only used film on the most completed of works, I didn’t want to waste film (remember those days?) Now it’s easy, everything is digital, scan it, photograph it and it’s saved forever.

I’ve been trying to draw on my iPad but I just can’t control the stylus like I can with my tablet, the iPad isn’t sensitive enough, I know that Cynical Woman does amazing things on her iPad, I’ll have to get her to show me how she does it at Balticon or something.

I cam home from vacation with stacks of day job work and all the stacks of voice work and recording I’m already behind on.  Coming back to construction wasn’t helpful for the recording side, but I’m hoping to do some late night recording to get it taken care of.  I really need a sound proof booth because the new house just picks up every sound from the outside, you’d think I would hear our neighbors a lot more (it’s a duplex) but I have heard them perhaps three times since moving in.  I’m not creating excuses for why things are behind, I don’t like it when other people do that :) I’m just reflecting on what’s going on in my life.

Something I have done, that isn’t recording or paying work but is a good break is I’m playing Star Trek Online again.  I played this when it first came out, and since the game is going free to play they are allowing anyone who have subscribed in the past to play now, before everyone else (Jan 17th) which is pretty nifty.  There is a bit of learning curve as they changed so much about the game since I played last, a lot of really good improvements.  The game is sleeker and runs a lot nicer, there doesn’t seem to be any wait to get onto the server, which used to be a problem.  There has been almost no rubberbanding, which also was a problem before, I haven’t had it happen once, Tek had it happen I think on the first day and that’s it.  Going back to STO just reinforces my decision to not play an MMO in the first six months, I know that doesn’t help the game thrive, but I can’t take the adjustment period.  Also, I LOVE free to play games.  I still play a subscription for DDO (Dungeons and Dragons Online) but I can’t see myself paying for more than one MMO, I can see myself buying items from the store and doing micro transactions.  I think it’s a great business model and the way to go for MMO gaming, I never feel guilty if I don’t play LotRO, Champions, Conan or now STO, because I’m not paying monthly for it.  I actually think just describing this I may have talked myself into switching to F2P for DDO.

I got a lot of comics for Christmas and Epiphany, Kill Shakespeare, Game of Thrones, Dollhouse, Mause, Iron Man Nior and now Vol 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 I think of Buffy Season 8, I need to get my hands on 3 & 4 before I start that though.  I looked into getting the digital versions, but they sell those by the issue number, not the trade volume number, so I need to figure out what issue number was the last in vol 2.  I also started downloading a ton of Sherlock Holmes books in digital format so I can reread them, I started reading and am just loving every minute of it, it’s transporting me to happy childhood days of reading.

What are you reading now?  What are you playing?

Valentine’s Day Confuses me

I have never been a fan of Valentines day… well… that’s not entirely true.  For most of my life Valentines day has confused me and I haven’t been a fan.  I used to love Valentines day, I would wake up in the morning and under my pillow was a Russell Stovers chocolate covered marshmallow heart (or possibly a mini Whitman’s Sampler with 4 pieces in it).  It goes without saying it brought a smile to my face, knowing my mother snuck into my room and hid that there, it was sweet (pun intended).  When I first moved out of the house and moved in with my older sister in the city my first valentines day I woke up with candy under my pillow, my mother asked her to put it there.  I wanted to cry I was so touched, I’ll never forget that.

When I was little, Valentines was sweet, everyone gave each other cards in school and candy under my pillow.  Then came the Candy Grams and the Carnations that could be sent to classmates in class.  No one gave each other Valentines now, and not everyone got a candy gram or a carnation (It was different depending on the school).  That was the first time I realized how much Valentines sucked.  I was mocked for not receiving, I didn’t think it was that big a deal when it started.  I send a candy gram (hershey kisses) to my best friend, but I never got one back.  I didn’t realize that in the sixth grade I was supposed to have a romantic interest.  (funny enough, I did have one, a boy in my karate class from another town, but everyone thought he was made up)  I also didn’t know that I would be judged and mocked for not having someone interested in my, that my value as a person would be judged by how many candy grams I got.  The next year I sent my candy gram out to my best friend again, and one to myself so I wouldn’t be left out.  It didn’t help.  Even before the teasing started I knew that the only reason I got an Anonymous Candy Gram is because I paid a dollar and sent one to myself.  The teasing started because everyone accused me of sending one to myself… in hind sight, had I actually gotten one from a boy (or girl) I would have still been teased, cruel.

I spent all of school looking at kids with candy and flowers on February 14th, it got worse in high school, sure I wasn’t teased directly anymore for not getting a carnation, but things were bigger and as someone not showered in presents I felt like the only one in school unloved.  Far from the truth I’m sure.  Looking back I am sure there were more single kids in my HS then those “so in love,” but I didn’t see that of course.  This is part of the big problem with Valentines Day.

Then college came, I finally had a boy friend for Valentines, and he took me out, we had a good time but really, it wasn’t any different then any other date.  I didn’t understand why I felt like crap at the end of the night when I had a boy friend on Valentines day.  Six more of these and Valentines Day never felt special, never gave me that great feeling of being loved, it actually felt like a chore.  Now I don’t blame the boy, he was wonderful, he would get me flowers, take me to a really nice place (Unless it was a year that I took him out), heck one year he bought me a star, another year he bought me Buffy the movie and season one on DVD (for anyone who knows me, they know those are great gifts).  Still, Valentines always felt empty to me.  I tried to tell him to calm down, not to over do things, but he just made a bigger deal of things.

When I got together with my now husband I remember talking about Valentines day with him, he hated it as much as I did, and I loved that.  Our first one together I think I got him a chef’s knife, not because it was Valentines day, but because he needed one and I went out and got him one (and some other essentials for his make shift kitchen in barracks.)  Since we have been together we never celebrated Valentines day.  If it’s a weekend we might go out to dinner, but we normally would.  We have gone out once to a special Valentines menu dinner at a local place that is a little fancy, not because we had to celebrate Valentines day but because we read the menu and HAD to try the food.  So glad we did, they had a dessert that is so far unmatched.  I’m happy with my way of celebrating.

Valentines day is not a religious holiday, it’s not based on a pagan holiday either.  It was posted on snopes like ten years ago how it was a store that wanted to sell cards that started all of this nonsense way back when.  Ever notice how when you read really old stuff you never see anything about Valentines?  Or how none of the old paintings depict Valentines day or St Valentine or the supposed pagan festival? No, because no one used to do this.  This is a made up holiday to sell stuff, comercialism at it’s best.

I just don’t want to be manipulated like that.

Also, if I love someone, I will tell them, we would have an anniversary to celebrate, what makes February the time to say I love you?  I mean we’re already snuggled up cause it’s cold outside hee hee

I will say, to me, Valentines Day is for kids.  It’s still sweet and nice and really that’s the best.  This year I will be with my niece and nephew on Valentines day, my husband and I are in different states so I made the kids Valentines.  I have to say, since I was a kid and filling in every classmate’s names on little red cards, I never felt so happy making a Valentine, it was a lot of fun.

So Valentines are for kids.