February 12th, 2005

beartato phd

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Yesterday: Got some work done, and then went on a spree of wasting time into the wee hours of the night in roughly 2 hour chunks. From 6-8 got some kazansky's and went to the monroeville mall with sally, bought a hat and gloves and other minor items. From 8-10 listened to the CMU Jazz band's concert. Good stuff, but I still have a hard time getting into all the brass instruments and such. The ideal of jazz for me is bass, drums, piano, and maybe one or two other solo instruments. Actually, now that I think about it, I should, among the people playing last night, especially complement maxim's job on the flute and whoever it was on the violin. They had some pretty awesome solos. I don't think anyone in the rhythm section got the chance to take much of a solo the whole night, which was sad. Anyway, I remain ever more secure in my conviction that the blues form itself is, however simple that it is, like, one of the greatest musical achievements of humanity.

From 10-12 I headed over to the OSC drill deck with music buzzing in my head wanting to play the piano there and found some other guy doing the same thing. So we dorked out over chord changes and he taught me a few more bits of how to play the early part of "paranoid android". Around midnight my fingers gave up and I left for home, but on the way ran into william lovas at the UC and he convinced me to go see the McConomy showing of "National Treasure". It was cheesy, but a fine bit of ridiculous entertainment for my dollar.
beartato phd

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There's more on the internet about the Glass Bead Game than I realized. Take a look at this and this and this.

This, on the other hand, appears to be something like an RPG designed by Gene Ray.
RULE # 1: In the short term, binary logic < order > [soul equation] is far superior (?) than fuzzy logic < chaos > [cloning equation]. Most of the universe seems to be working in or using binary logic, with a constant state of war being waged against fuzzy logic by binary logic & vice versa. A perfect example might be Iraq-Iran-N.K. paradigm. You don’t have to look too far for examples. Look @ RULE # 34, # 78, # 80, & # 83.

The Poverty Game is sick and kind of hilarious.
beartato phd

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I heard someone dismiss an inconsequential difference as being "oh, to-MAH-to, to-MAY-to". This struck me as very strange, because I'm accustomed to hearing it the other way around, to-MAY-to first, then to-MAH-to. Yet I feel like I'm left without a succinct way of describing the fact that it doesn't really matter which way you say it. I get about as far as "to-".
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I was once your vassal / You were once my castle

OH EM FUCKING GEE.

I finally figured out that yes, the periodic chirping noise coming from the basement is indeed because there's a battery in the fire detectors that's getting low.

This was true in my old house on Beeler, but in that case it was very easy to tell that there was a battery in the fire detector, because it wasn't connected to anything else.

In this house, the smoke detectors have some sort of crazy ethernet-like cable coming out one side and a power cable coming out the other. So I figured, in the absence of any apparent battery compartment, that the damn thing is powered off the AC, and that's that, and WHY THE FUCK WON'T IT STOP just barely audibly chirping at a frequency (about once every twenty seconds) just at the edge of my annoying-noise periodicity attention span. But no, it turns out it does have a battery, too, and you can only get to it by detaching the AC adapter connector thingy and then opening the secret compartment thusly revealed.

But I can stop swearing in capital letters now because I figured it out and I can have my peace and quiet back.