And these are some of my favorite people.

On an INFP list I'm on, an INTJ just joined and said "hi, I'm new, my significant other is an INFP and I'm here to see what makes her tick. So... what do you talk about?" (paraphrased a little.)

Someone quipped: "Well, on Thursdays we mostly discuss belly-button lint."

So guess what we're talking about? Sculptures and voodoo dolls (supply your own politician) using belly-button lint, the correct types of shirts to wear in order to maximize lint production (wool), and whether or not belly-button is superior to the traditional hair or fingernails for said voodoo doll construction.

There is also a discussion on politics going on which seems to not have pissed anyone off (!), probably because it's a discussion of Canadian politics, which tend to be much less inflammatory as a whole. NOt that Canadians aren't as opiniated about politics, but we tend to be a bit less... rabid. (About our own politics, that is. US ones? Total hydrophobia.)

Belly button lint and the Rhinoceros Party.

I love that list. Sometimes I want to thwap it very hard with my modstick, and sometimes I want to tell it I'm going out for coffee and never come back, but I do love it.

A Poll

[Poll #448667]

Note - I have already written general papers on both the Green Revolution (from a historical perspective) and environmental refugees (from a geographical perspective).

I have a feeling it'll be both easier and more difficult to obtain information on the refugees; easier because it's slightly less precise and because core countries are involved, and harder because the tsunami was too recent - I don't think there'll be any peer-reviewed articles on it yet, and effects are ongoing. (For instance, I may be losing one of my professors for a couple of weeks; he's an urban planner who works for the World Bank in the summers, and has been asked to go to Singapore to aid in rebuilding).

I hate doing journal research; I keep happening upon really interesting articles which are very distantly related to what I'm doing, but not at all useful for the task at hand. For instance, last semester I was doing research on Chinese gardens, and wound up reading all about brain diseases common in Western China, along the border with Mongolia.

I'll rephrase that - I love doing journal research, but I hate doing it when I have a purpose.

( A Grand Day Out, only without the cheese. Also without the skiing parking ticket dispenser robot. And the rocket ship. Well, there was a bus. )