1. I like people who hate people.
2. I frequently cut myself (but not like a teenager, more like a six-year-old). :-)
Friday, September 19, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Quote of the Day by Me
Men are like dogs on a walk: let them run ahead, and they won't go all that far, and keep coming back to you, but they'll be extra happy.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Massive Dump
I think about three people read this blog, but life being a pointless endeavor in general, I see no reason to stop writing it entirely.
So, here's a massive dump of stuff I would have written about all along but is coming all at once:
+ I've started writing a science fiction book about a computer that acquires superhuman intelligence and starts taking over the world. I'm writing it because I think it is going to happen in our lifetimes. Not that the book follows my predictions - it is altered to be digestible to the teeming masses.
+ I broke up with my girlfriend a while ago. It was about as surreal as a breakup can get.
+ Relatedly, I have a theory about how to deal with trauma. You have to "write over" your memories by recreating associations with everything. Say you cooked brunch every Sunday with your girlfriend and then break up with her. By my Insano Formula, you should continue to cook brunch on Sundays, even if there is only one of you, etc etc. Analogy: when you delete something on a computer, the memory location is freed for something else to write over it, but it's not actually written over until something else writes to that memory address. So to REALLY erase it you have to write something there. In the human brain, memory addresses are encoded not by numbers, but by associations. Hence you have to write to the association, almost reliving your relationship! or whatever the trauma was.
+ I have been coming around to a theory that single people are "actually" happier than non-single people, despite what members of both parties may think. The previous two bullet points make it sound like I am mired in a bog. on the contrary, I'm doing pretty fine - about as well as you can do when you have Tiresias-like curse of prophecy. It's a general comment, not a comment on my previous relationship. In school, a professor showed us a graph illustrating how kids make people unhappy. It's not hard to imagine these things - we have urges and we know there are tradeoffs. But when you just want to do something, period, there may be a hefty price.
+ I can get "back in shape" in about a week. What a genetic blessing!
+ Adult Swim is the best programming on television. People who cannot appreciate it are bloated, torpid, eyeless slugs. They deserve to be an ingredient on fucking Top Chef.
+ When music is around, 90% of people often sorta feel like dancing in some way, but don't do it. But does anyone ever regret dancing? I would contend 'no' or almost never. What does this say about our ability to be vaguely conscious?
+ You are one of my 3 readers! It's nice to have you here! ;-).
So, here's a massive dump of stuff I would have written about all along but is coming all at once:
+ I've started writing a science fiction book about a computer that acquires superhuman intelligence and starts taking over the world. I'm writing it because I think it is going to happen in our lifetimes. Not that the book follows my predictions - it is altered to be digestible to the teeming masses.
+ I broke up with my girlfriend a while ago. It was about as surreal as a breakup can get.
+ Relatedly, I have a theory about how to deal with trauma. You have to "write over" your memories by recreating associations with everything. Say you cooked brunch every Sunday with your girlfriend and then break up with her. By my Insano Formula, you should continue to cook brunch on Sundays, even if there is only one of you, etc etc. Analogy: when you delete something on a computer, the memory location is freed for something else to write over it, but it's not actually written over until something else writes to that memory address. So to REALLY erase it you have to write something there. In the human brain, memory addresses are encoded not by numbers, but by associations. Hence you have to write to the association, almost reliving your relationship! or whatever the trauma was.
+ I have been coming around to a theory that single people are "actually" happier than non-single people, despite what members of both parties may think. The previous two bullet points make it sound like I am mired in a bog. on the contrary, I'm doing pretty fine - about as well as you can do when you have Tiresias-like curse of prophecy. It's a general comment, not a comment on my previous relationship. In school, a professor showed us a graph illustrating how kids make people unhappy. It's not hard to imagine these things - we have urges and we know there are tradeoffs. But when you just want to do something, period, there may be a hefty price.
+ I can get "back in shape" in about a week. What a genetic blessing!
+ Adult Swim is the best programming on television. People who cannot appreciate it are bloated, torpid, eyeless slugs. They deserve to be an ingredient on fucking Top Chef.
+ When music is around, 90% of people often sorta feel like dancing in some way, but don't do it. But does anyone ever regret dancing? I would contend 'no' or almost never. What does this say about our ability to be vaguely conscious?
+ You are one of my 3 readers! It's nice to have you here! ;-).
Monday, March 24, 2008
Small Exercise in Lateral Thinking.
What are locks for? Keeping people out of things. What are keys for? Getting into (those same) things. Simple enough.
A cafe has restrooms that lock; you have to get a key at the counter. But often, people don't close the bathroom door behind them as they leave and return the key to the counter.
A customer, finding the bathroom door ajar, doesn't need the key, so she goes in, closes the door, and starts peeing.
Another customer enters the cafe, picks the up the key, and heads straight back to the bathroom, opening the door and unintentionally ambushing Customer #1 while she is peeing. Then she enters the bathroom and they make out. (Ok, so maybe the last part wasn't needed.)
Were you thinking laterally enough to foresee this?
Everyone knows of course that locks and keys are both part of a system that lets you into places and keeps people out.
Why do we carry keys? To keep people out of places... regardless of where you might be at the moment, or whether those places are locked ;-)
If that was too easy: why do we carry keys? To signal that a space is locked. An untrustworthy stranger, seeing your keys, assumes you lock your house, even if you don't. Customer #1, wanting some girl on girl action, can dupe Customer #2 into ambushing her by leaving the key out - signaling the bathroom is empty.
A cafe has restrooms that lock; you have to get a key at the counter. But often, people don't close the bathroom door behind them as they leave and return the key to the counter.
A customer, finding the bathroom door ajar, doesn't need the key, so she goes in, closes the door, and starts peeing.
Another customer enters the cafe, picks the up the key, and heads straight back to the bathroom, opening the door and unintentionally ambushing Customer #1 while she is peeing. Then she enters the bathroom and they make out. (Ok, so maybe the last part wasn't needed.)
Were you thinking laterally enough to foresee this?Everyone knows of course that locks and keys are both part of a system that lets you into places and keeps people out.
Why do we carry keys? To keep people out of places... regardless of where you might be at the moment, or whether those places are locked ;-)
If that was too easy: why do we carry keys? To signal that a space is locked. An untrustworthy stranger, seeing your keys, assumes you lock your house, even if you don't. Customer #1, wanting some girl on girl action, can dupe Customer #2 into ambushing her by leaving the key out - signaling the bathroom is empty.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
11:23
When I was a kid I had a little difficulty sleeping at night. I would stare at the numbers on my digital clock. Without being able to help it, I would try to form little algebraic equations with the numbers. For example, if it was 9:33pm, I would think "9 = 3 x 3".
My favorite time, and often a time when I was in bed, turned out to be 11:23, because it is the first four numbers of the Fibonacci sequence. I still always think that when I see that the time is 11:23, which happens more often that one might think.
My favorite time, and often a time when I was in bed, turned out to be 11:23, because it is the first four numbers of the Fibonacci sequence. I still always think that when I see that the time is 11:23, which happens more often that one might think.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Dream
Last night I went to bed feeling despondent and lonely.
I had a dream that I was riding a bike. It felt like I was flying, like a dream in which you're flying, but it felt like I was flying not because I was dreaming but rather because in the dream I was riding a bike. I believe I was going down a hill in my childhood where maximum velocities were attainable.
I woke up (late) and was like, I like riding bikes!
I had a dream that I was riding a bike. It felt like I was flying, like a dream in which you're flying, but it felt like I was flying not because I was dreaming but rather because in the dream I was riding a bike. I believe I was going down a hill in my childhood where maximum velocities were attainable.
I woke up (late) and was like, I like riding bikes!
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