Dec. 31st, 2011

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The Christmas break has been pretty horrid for me; I've been struck down with a very nasty throat infection which has made breathing difficult and has led to coughing fits. Mentally I have been together, but physically it's been exhausting. It was fortunate that the Christmas day gathering with Brendan E., was relatively sedate with our usual fare of zombie films; I though the 18th century horror-comedy I Sell The Dead had merit, but was less impressed with the recent episodes of The Walking Dead, which has too much soap opera and not enough zombie action. Also will take the opportunity to mention the lightly amusing Z.E.O., a pro-zombie business book which certainly gains kudos for mocking some of the more popular contemporary books in that genre.

With my own state not entirely dissimilar to that of an "inverted zombie" (hat-tip to [personal profile] reddragdiva), I found myself involved in a discussion concerning philosophical zombies, itself which followed by an suprisingly erroneous publication on scientism (not to mention the surprisingly erroneous comments that follow). To summarise for those without the background; not everything in the natural world is reducible only to statements of fact (beauty and goodness are sui generis) and natural consciousness likewise is probably not reducible either (consider supervenience physicalism). One result is that I am considering a neologism that indicates that a person agrees with all the necessary and requisite components of a proposition but still denies its validity.

The countdown to midnight approaches, and we'll be spending our time at the estate, with its outstanding view of the city. But within our home we have expectant rat mothers after we let the hot twins (Naughty and Tricky) spend some wild time with the blonde stud (Riff-Raff). Their cage is rapidly becoming one giant paper nest which leads us to expect that ratlings are imminent. Prior to this breeding program we had arranged with a local pet store cum vet-clinic to take up the excess ratlings when they have come to age. Edit There is now more squeaks than there are observed rats in the cage. Welcome to the world and the new year ratlings.

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