Good morning! It’s October 11, 2016, and fall is coming on in the Northern Hemisphere, with the weather chillier but still perfect, at least in Chicago. It’s also Ada Lovelace Day, a day to celebrate the achievement of women in science and technology. I’m surprised that Google didn’t make a Doodle about this. At the very least, go read about Lovelace (1815-1852), famous for producing the first computer “program” for Babbage’s analytical engine; she was also, and I didn’t know this, the only legitimate child of Lord Byron. She died tragically young—at 37, from uterine cancer. Here’s a portrait of her from Wikipedia, apparently painted shortly before her death: the caption says: “Painting of Ada Lovelace at a piano in 1852 by Henry Phillips. While she was in great pain at the time, she sat for the painting as Phillips’ father, Thomas Phillips, had painted Ada’s father, Lord Byron.”
It’s also National Coming Out Day for the LBGTQ community; “coming out” here means promoting awareness, not revealing your sexual identity. On this day in history, the Second Vatican Council was convened in 1962 and Saturday Night Live debuted in 1975 (it’s now 41!); I am proud to have seen the first show.
Notables born on this day include Eleanor Roosevelt (1884), Elmore Leonard (1925), my paleontological colleague Paul Sereno (1957), and Jane Krakowski (1968♥). Those who died on this day include Casimir Pulaski (1779), Chico Marx (1961), Jean Cocteau (1963), Dorothea Lange (1965) and Redd Foxx (1991). Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, the beasts engage in a very enigmatic dialogue. In fact, even Malgorzata can’t explain it to me, though she tried:
Don’t ask me what it means. When I ask I only get malicious giggling from Andrzej, Hili and Cyrus. It seems to be a discussion of two deep pessimists who do not need many words to complain about the awful state of everything.
These are apparently Jewish mammals.
Here’s the dialogue, which resembles “What is the frequency, Kenneth?”
Hili: Does it register with you, Cyrus?Cyrus: Oh yes, Hili, more and more often.
Hili: Zdajesz sobie z tego sprawę, Cyrusie?
Cyrus: Oj tak, Hili, co raz częściej.