For with God nothing will be impossible.
We set up a webcam in our room, facing from my desk to Ian’s, but it is not online and we just play with it so far. Here is a picture whose brighness and contrast I tweaked a bit. Imagine if people saw the world this way: little color discrimination, deep patches of light and dark, and overpowering colors. Oh, my eyes.
“I’ll get back to my procrastinating,” I told Dad as we said good-bye. He laughed, but little did he realize that he had complicitly aided me, for between my two parents I spent over two hours on the phone talking. Frying my brain on microwaves, Mom probably thought. Hopefully I receive less damage from my weekly cell phone conversations than I would getting my head irradiated just to look at my teeth.
According to a dental hygenist of my Dad’s, “This panoramic dental X-ray is no worse than spending a week out in the sun.” First of all, would anybody with a brain in their heads think that spending a week straight out in the is good for you? And second of all, what does X-ray radiation have to do with UV radiation? Two totally disparate, incomparable items, rather like saying having an anvil dropped on your head from 30 stories up is no worse than being shot in the head with a sniper rifle at point-blank range.
– KF –