Coping Musings: Illustrations & Coffee Humour 

Two things help me cope: 

  1. Humour
  2. Art/Arts and crafts (incidentally, why is it arts & crafts and not art & craft? English is such a weird language 🤣). 

As a child, I learned crochet, sewing and embroidery from my grandmother. We spent many a great afternoon having coffee and making stuff together and -unlike whoever my current teacher at that moment was- she was never put off by the fact I was left-handed. I also learned other various crafts at school but as I grew up, I forwent them for the pursuit of science. 

Three or fours years ago, however, during a three week stay at the mental health hospital ward, my awesome assigned occupational therapist had me working on various crafting projects twice a week. That re-kindled my love for the arts & crafts. 

Now I do papercrafts and I am also teaching myself some graphic design. This piece I made last year is based on a tutorial for typography-based design by Design Cuts -who are fantastic, by the way- but I changed their quote for a coffee related one. Because, you know, coffee.

Do NOT get between a Colombian and her coffee. Ever!

Um, yeah… I have a weird sense of humour. I know.

The Science News Cycle

Just saw a tweet from a Mental Health advocate I follow. It had a link to an article that talks about biological basis for depression. the title of the article is

Study Shows Why Stress Triggers Depression In Some, Resilience In Others

In huge letters like that. It made me chuckle and I braced myself for what I was going to read. My, oh my, aren’t we ambitious?!!! Also, it made me think of this:

PHD - The Scien News Cycle

Anyway, here is the article: Study SHOWS WHYIf you keep reading, almost all the way down you’ll find this sentence (emphasis is mine):

The researchers are excited by the findings, since they seem to confirm this biological basis for depression.

The findings seem to confirm the hypothesis. Now, how do you go from “seem to confirm” to “study shows why”? Yeah, chuckling here still.

Unfortunately I don’t have access to the actual paper but I did get to read an editor’s comment, the equivalent to step 2 in THE SCIENCE NEWS CYCLE cartoon by Jorge Cham of PhD Comics. While the first line is as follows, “Researchers identify neurons that determine whether an individual will be depressed or resilient” the editorial still talks in terms of “help explain” and “may lead”. Which is of course a lot more sensible, as any scientist would let you know.

And mind you, the study used a mouse model for depression (yeah, torturing defenseless cute little mice). That doesn’t remotely mean the human brain works in the same way. SIGH

Hurry, let’s all grab our tin foil hats!

Not Interested In Being Offended

Posted the following on Facebook (picture included) about 20 minutes ago. Then I decided to make it into a blog post because reasons:

laugh at yourself

This is the perfect complement to a FB conversation from yesterday. I was talking about how I love “Squirrel!” jokes but someone found them offensive and out of line. Two things, methinks:

1. While I do not want people to laugh AT me, I do want people to laugh WITH me! I laugh at myself all the time and it’s always nice to have some company when laughing . I don’t take myself seriously. Ever. Seriously. Did I slip and fall? Go ahead and laugh your head off cause that crap is funny as hell (just make sure I am ok at some point)

2. Finding something offensive/being offended is a personal choice. If you find something offensive, that doesn’t mean everybody else does. You know, you might be over-reacting. Hey, it happens! Or you might have a good reason to be offended but that reason may apply to you only. Don’t ask everyone to be offended just because you are, providing the joke/issue is not a matter of human/civil/animal rights and/or equality.

3. Everybody is entitled to their own opinion. But you don’t have to agree with me and I certainly do not have to agree with you.

4. Laughing is good for… Squirrell!!!…..

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Some Emergency Compliment

wow. Today is definitely one of those days.

A friend of mine posted this link on FB

Emergency compliment:  A steady supply of Emergency Compliments to be used at times of great insecurity.

I mindlessly clicked on it (really I don’t know what I was thinking, it was a reflex I guess).

This is what I got:

Worst part? When I told her what I had got, her answer was: See? No worries!!

Well, I guess not having parents is something I should be happy about.

Yeah, yeah. I know she means well but still. Being an orphan wasn’t fun.