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So. One third of Americans firmly disbelieve evolution.
Why? Why, why, why? I mean--I know Creationists and they're perfectly nice people so I try to keep my opinions to myself, but--but--but, really! What's to disbelieve?? At this point in time it's like dropping a rock from a roof, watching it hit the ground and then saying, "Oh, nope! There's no such thing as gravity!"
I blame it on a lack of suitable explanations. Which I also blame on scientists/engineers who--by nature--suck at trying to explain things. And the fact that "theory" isn't the same as "theory."
Evolution is a gradual--and, well, sometimes rapid--change in organisms over time in response to changes in their environment. Period. It's a lot more complex than that, but really. In other words--a white moth, over time, will darken in response to the darkening of the trees it perches on. (Yes, I know it's a debunked example, but bear with me). All the white moths get eaten by birds because--wow, look, it's a white moth on a black tree, I think I'll eat it! So the white moths get eaten, leaving black moths. So look, there's all these black moths fluttering around, where there were once white moths! Because natural selection favored the black moths!
Is it...that hard to believe?
And it's not like it's incompatible with religion. God still might have created the Earth and everything. Does it really matter exactly when he created it? Does it really matter if Adam and Eve are just analogies, just there to represent something? I mean, really, if you throw out Adam and Eve in the literal sense you also throw out Original Sin--which, really, isn't such a bad idea you know!
Sorry. Sometimes, I dunno. I just have to rant about these things.
Anyway. Yeah. So. Still in the process of packing for school, we're hopefully shipping the three boxes tomorrow or thereabouts. Actually, judging by things now, it should work out--one box to check on the airplane, and the rest will fit into my two suitcases. Woots. I tried calling Res Life today, but as I was calling I realized that technically I can't move in on the 26th even if they said I could, because my stuff in storage won't arrive until the 28th. And that includes my sheets and stuff, so--no go. Anyway, they didn't pick up because it was after hours (good one, calling at 3 when they're three hours ahead.). I still need them to raise my bed, though--I'm gonna have a lot to put under there. I might look into buying some bins for underneath. That would free up some space for the fishtank. Hopefully...
I stayed up till six last night editing the first part of the Scryes scene and continuing with it, and now it hits me hard. Poor Boone, man, facing this guy after all this time. And Scryes is coming off pretty real. It was really tense last night. Hoo-boy.
I think I'm going to post a wee part from Mot up here sometime later today. Look out, though, cause it'll be friends only.
Oh, I finished chapter 2 of the fic, too. You should be able to get to it from the link in the sidebar. The second chapter is kinda...crappy, but oh well. I think I like writing from Axel's POV (well, third person, but Axel-centric) more than Roxas. Whatever, it's a necessary chapter to introduce you to Roxas's mindset, I suppose. And chapter three should be a lot of fun--Roxas's first mission!
Still not certain whether it'll be slash or not. I mean...well, it's not like I haven't written those situations (look at E and Kail for goshsakes!) but...hm...I dunno. Much as I like the AkuRoku pairing, and much as canon allows for it, deep down I think that really they were just good friends.
Though who knows?
Anyway. Back to the groove, I suppose. I want to finish the Scryes scene.
I have this new idea stirring in the back of my mind, though I don't think it'll expand into a real novel. Might be something to post online--fictionpress or something. Not that I have any details on it yet. And of course the muse right now is only thinking of Mot.
Why? Why, why, why? I mean--I know Creationists and they're perfectly nice people so I try to keep my opinions to myself, but--but--but, really! What's to disbelieve?? At this point in time it's like dropping a rock from a roof, watching it hit the ground and then saying, "Oh, nope! There's no such thing as gravity!"
I blame it on a lack of suitable explanations. Which I also blame on scientists/engineers who--by nature--suck at trying to explain things. And the fact that "theory" isn't the same as "theory."
Evolution is a gradual--and, well, sometimes rapid--change in organisms over time in response to changes in their environment. Period. It's a lot more complex than that, but really. In other words--a white moth, over time, will darken in response to the darkening of the trees it perches on. (Yes, I know it's a debunked example, but bear with me). All the white moths get eaten by birds because--wow, look, it's a white moth on a black tree, I think I'll eat it! So the white moths get eaten, leaving black moths. So look, there's all these black moths fluttering around, where there were once white moths! Because natural selection favored the black moths!
Is it...that hard to believe?
And it's not like it's incompatible with religion. God still might have created the Earth and everything. Does it really matter exactly when he created it? Does it really matter if Adam and Eve are just analogies, just there to represent something? I mean, really, if you throw out Adam and Eve in the literal sense you also throw out Original Sin--which, really, isn't such a bad idea you know!
Sorry. Sometimes, I dunno. I just have to rant about these things.
Anyway. Yeah. So. Still in the process of packing for school, we're hopefully shipping the three boxes tomorrow or thereabouts. Actually, judging by things now, it should work out--one box to check on the airplane, and the rest will fit into my two suitcases. Woots. I tried calling Res Life today, but as I was calling I realized that technically I can't move in on the 26th even if they said I could, because my stuff in storage won't arrive until the 28th. And that includes my sheets and stuff, so--no go. Anyway, they didn't pick up because it was after hours (good one, calling at 3 when they're three hours ahead.). I still need them to raise my bed, though--I'm gonna have a lot to put under there. I might look into buying some bins for underneath. That would free up some space for the fishtank. Hopefully...
I stayed up till six last night editing the first part of the Scryes scene and continuing with it, and now it hits me hard. Poor Boone, man, facing this guy after all this time. And Scryes is coming off pretty real. It was really tense last night. Hoo-boy.
I think I'm going to post a wee part from Mot up here sometime later today. Look out, though, cause it'll be friends only.
Oh, I finished chapter 2 of the fic, too. You should be able to get to it from the link in the sidebar. The second chapter is kinda...crappy, but oh well. I think I like writing from Axel's POV (well, third person, but Axel-centric) more than Roxas. Whatever, it's a necessary chapter to introduce you to Roxas's mindset, I suppose. And chapter three should be a lot of fun--Roxas's first mission!
Still not certain whether it'll be slash or not. I mean...well, it's not like I haven't written those situations (look at E and Kail for goshsakes!) but...hm...I dunno. Much as I like the AkuRoku pairing, and much as canon allows for it, deep down I think that really they were just good friends.
Though who knows?
Anyway. Back to the groove, I suppose. I want to finish the Scryes scene.
I have this new idea stirring in the back of my mind, though I don't think it'll expand into a real novel. Might be something to post online--fictionpress or something. Not that I have any details on it yet. And of course the muse right now is only thinking of Mot.
