Came whiffling through the tulgey wood

The North American Council on Poetic Quality has issued the following guidelines of words that can no longer be used in consumer- or industrial-grade poetry. Exemptions will be applied for cause. The Council also reminds all that National Haiku Pedantry Month starts the first of November, so be ready to help them enforce the rules about cutting words and nature imagery by leaping up on desks and shaking golf clubs about while insisting it's everyone else on the Internet that has the issue and they should go write limericks instead.

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And the remainder of this trifle is at my humor blog. Other things from the past week include:

• What It Means To Be A Math Major, one of those little ways it affects your world-view;
• Musical Breakthrough, about finally recognizing a tune;
• Musical Confession (A Note), following up the previous;
• I Must Have Overheard This Wrong, because it doesn't make sense as it is;
• Getting To Yes, about a band (not Yes) that we were listening to;
• Franklin P Adams: Poesy’s Guerdon, since Adams seems to be my vintage humorist of the month.

Trivia: By 1929 50 percent of Americans owned an electric iron; 15 percent had either a washing machine, a fan, or a toaster. Source: Anxious Decades: America in Prosperity and Depression, 1920-1941, Michael E Parrish.

Currently Reading: The Visioneers: How A Group Of Elite Scientists Pursued Space Colonies, Nanotechnology, and a Limitless Future, W Patrick McCray. The book makes me really realize how much of the Futurey stuff of the 70s-through-90s was mostly Omni magazine covers and now I'd kind of like a book that talks in greater depth about that magazine's history and influence.

PS: From ElKement: Space Balls, Baywatch, and the Geekiness of Classical Mechanics, pointing to a promising start of a series that should make quantum field theory understandable to people who don't do mathematics.