http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/artist_videos/603938?sel_song_id=2923281&autoplay=1
that is all.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
frisky matt
Breaking records at UPS, 259809 through the sort yesterday!!! 100 % of missorts caught and rerouted. Record broken was 230000 and a 93ish percent. LIKE A BOSS!!
march is raise month, i think ill get another 2%, maybe 5, oooo getting frisky matt, getting frisky.
march is raise month, i think ill get another 2%, maybe 5, oooo getting frisky matt, getting frisky.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Philosophy vs. Mathematics
It has often been said that mathematics is the cheapest university department to run, for all one needs is pencil, a desk and a waste paper basket. This is not so. Philosophy is cheaper still, since in philosophy we do not even need the basket.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Mindphones
So in my imaginative, and sometimes twisted view of reality, I was contemplating the term "cellphone."
Even though I see it as a metal box, one that sends and recieves radio waves, using simple processors and memory,(basically a computer in the hand for some of the newer ones) the term springs much more association in my mind. (maybe because of a biology lecture I once sat through that was all about how the cells in a body communicate.)
Anyway, I thought to myself, what if...
What if in some distant future, our biological DNA was actually engineered to allow our individual cells to have "phones" in sense of capability. An Android smart phone in each and every cell. Our generation is already exceeding the definition of multitasking. They would almost have to come up with another word for the amount of tasking that would spring forth. With such ability so much could be done, however it would take a massive amount of mental ability to be able to control and direct that much communication.
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BUT thats not really what I wanted to write about, just setting the stage to where this idea sprung from in my mind.
Because after thinking about a "literal cell phone" for awhile, I began to think, what would the next step be?
Great, others can see exactly how I feel if I so choose through my cells etc, empathy would be at an all time high, but still an imperfect form of communication.
Mindphones. The word flashed through my head. Granted I cant take complete credit, the idea has been in several science fictions and literature in various forms. Different limitations and structures of the idea have been discussed and presented. I visualize it as a form of consensual telepathy, both parties would be able to choose what thoughts to send. It wouldnt be a whole mind scan or anything of the sort. If you don't want to send something, you dont have to.
Imagine for a moment if you will, dialing someone, sending the exact thought you wanted to send, (time place date, why plans changed, whatever,) Receiving a confirmation or rejection thought back, and not having to worry about any miscommunication. Perfect communication, what would that be like? To be able to say the things inside that you want to get out but can never find the words for, would it be a blessing? or a curse? A relief?
No misinterpretation, no language or slang barrier, just pure thought. Even the barrier of cultures would be somewhat lifted.
The implications for teaching, learning, etc would shoot through the roof. Don't understand a math problem? How much easier would it be to see the thought process play out in front of you (as fast or as slow as you want it) rather then hear someone try to explain it verbally. (especially when the majority of math teachers/professors tend to not be so skilled in terms of language)
There used to be the cell phone commercials where people misheard what was said on the other end. Purchasing a goofer, when the other person wanted a golf ball. That would be non existent.
There would never be a need to explain yourself, because the other side would be "thinking like you think," when they receive your communication.
Privacy would still exist, as you choose what you want to send, and even who you want to receive from.
I Imagine that there would be some people who would be overly revealing with the technology when it first was released. People who make their entire minds public, either for study or entertainment.
Psychology would finally have solid, sound data to work with, rather then individual data that is open for speculation.
There would also be people that would refuse to use the technology at all. In fact, some might be against it being used by anyone.
The social and economic structure, as well as the scientific community would evolve into a massive conglomerate. Conference calls by scientists without any miscommunication could quickly lead to solutions and cures to problems that would take much much longer to "talk out"
Granted I do not think this will be released in my life time (would be awesome if it was.) but I am fascinated by the idea, the implications, the problems that might arise, the successes that might occur.
I might expand on this on a later date.
Even though I see it as a metal box, one that sends and recieves radio waves, using simple processors and memory,(basically a computer in the hand for some of the newer ones) the term springs much more association in my mind. (maybe because of a biology lecture I once sat through that was all about how the cells in a body communicate.)
Anyway, I thought to myself, what if...
What if in some distant future, our biological DNA was actually engineered to allow our individual cells to have "phones" in sense of capability. An Android smart phone in each and every cell. Our generation is already exceeding the definition of multitasking. They would almost have to come up with another word for the amount of tasking that would spring forth. With such ability so much could be done, however it would take a massive amount of mental ability to be able to control and direct that much communication.
---
BUT thats not really what I wanted to write about, just setting the stage to where this idea sprung from in my mind.
Because after thinking about a "literal cell phone" for awhile, I began to think, what would the next step be?
Great, others can see exactly how I feel if I so choose through my cells etc, empathy would be at an all time high, but still an imperfect form of communication.
Mindphones. The word flashed through my head. Granted I cant take complete credit, the idea has been in several science fictions and literature in various forms. Different limitations and structures of the idea have been discussed and presented. I visualize it as a form of consensual telepathy, both parties would be able to choose what thoughts to send. It wouldnt be a whole mind scan or anything of the sort. If you don't want to send something, you dont have to.
Imagine for a moment if you will, dialing someone, sending the exact thought you wanted to send, (time place date, why plans changed, whatever,) Receiving a confirmation or rejection thought back, and not having to worry about any miscommunication. Perfect communication, what would that be like? To be able to say the things inside that you want to get out but can never find the words for, would it be a blessing? or a curse? A relief?
No misinterpretation, no language or slang barrier, just pure thought. Even the barrier of cultures would be somewhat lifted.
The implications for teaching, learning, etc would shoot through the roof. Don't understand a math problem? How much easier would it be to see the thought process play out in front of you (as fast or as slow as you want it) rather then hear someone try to explain it verbally. (especially when the majority of math teachers/professors tend to not be so skilled in terms of language)
There used to be the cell phone commercials where people misheard what was said on the other end. Purchasing a goofer, when the other person wanted a golf ball. That would be non existent.
There would never be a need to explain yourself, because the other side would be "thinking like you think," when they receive your communication.
Privacy would still exist, as you choose what you want to send, and even who you want to receive from.
I Imagine that there would be some people who would be overly revealing with the technology when it first was released. People who make their entire minds public, either for study or entertainment.
Psychology would finally have solid, sound data to work with, rather then individual data that is open for speculation.
There would also be people that would refuse to use the technology at all. In fact, some might be against it being used by anyone.
The social and economic structure, as well as the scientific community would evolve into a massive conglomerate. Conference calls by scientists without any miscommunication could quickly lead to solutions and cures to problems that would take much much longer to "talk out"
Granted I do not think this will be released in my life time (would be awesome if it was.) but I am fascinated by the idea, the implications, the problems that might arise, the successes that might occur.
I might expand on this on a later date.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
one semester off
Taking one semester off school once this one is done.
I will have my associates (provided all goes well in my current classes.)
been slacking a bit of late in my academics, mainly because 2/3 classes are boring wastes of life.
I have learned something major though, two jobs i have no interest in are accounting and business. Well at least to major in, I have a natural knack for business, but the classes about business are just useless jargon to describe topics I could have pandered up with pure common sense at the ripe age of, ohhh i donno, maybe 9?
maybe i couldn't have spelled the words, but i damn sure knew the concepts, an opportunity cost was not being able to play video games because I had to do homework. Easy shit...
I'm leaning towards psychology, maybe counseling?
also still fascinated with philosophy, but ill be damned if i sit through another history of philosophy class (intro to philosophy.)
The longer I am in school the more I realize how much Bullshit our education system is.
Besides the core sciences and maths, it is all just conjuncture.
"We do it this way because thats how it has been done"
Waste of my time, I came to learn, not to be told what to do. While yes, 1% of these bullshit classes might come with a nugget of wisdom, for the most part they are just crafty rearranging of facts, analysis of systems with new sets of vocab.
Trust me I know how to analyse a system... learned that plenty from video games, little hand held strategy games that all have new sets of vocab, except one major difference THEY ARE ACTUALLY FUN!
I need a break, i can only fake a smile through bullshit for so long, my acting classes have been the only things keeping me even trying in school. But even that is frustrating, because, knowing all the words terms and mental work, but not being able to do it viscerally in the form of a monologue, so frustrating. I put all this work into it and end up going audition to audition with nothing to show for it. Getting the "artificial stakes" to become a reality in my body is quite a challenge for me.
Although the Improv comedy is going well, i am in the college Improv tournament this Saturday.
I am pretty sure ill figure something out, but i really want to stop wasting my time and energy in the meantime while i decide exactly what I want to major in. Stay working, go to KCACTF and just keep my schedule open and free until i decide i guess...
I will have my associates (provided all goes well in my current classes.)
been slacking a bit of late in my academics, mainly because 2/3 classes are boring wastes of life.
I have learned something major though, two jobs i have no interest in are accounting and business. Well at least to major in, I have a natural knack for business, but the classes about business are just useless jargon to describe topics I could have pandered up with pure common sense at the ripe age of, ohhh i donno, maybe 9?
maybe i couldn't have spelled the words, but i damn sure knew the concepts, an opportunity cost was not being able to play video games because I had to do homework. Easy shit...
I'm leaning towards psychology, maybe counseling?
also still fascinated with philosophy, but ill be damned if i sit through another history of philosophy class (intro to philosophy.)
The longer I am in school the more I realize how much Bullshit our education system is.
Besides the core sciences and maths, it is all just conjuncture.
"We do it this way because thats how it has been done"
Waste of my time, I came to learn, not to be told what to do. While yes, 1% of these bullshit classes might come with a nugget of wisdom, for the most part they are just crafty rearranging of facts, analysis of systems with new sets of vocab.
Trust me I know how to analyse a system... learned that plenty from video games, little hand held strategy games that all have new sets of vocab, except one major difference THEY ARE ACTUALLY FUN!
I need a break, i can only fake a smile through bullshit for so long, my acting classes have been the only things keeping me even trying in school. But even that is frustrating, because, knowing all the words terms and mental work, but not being able to do it viscerally in the form of a monologue, so frustrating. I put all this work into it and end up going audition to audition with nothing to show for it. Getting the "artificial stakes" to become a reality in my body is quite a challenge for me.
Although the Improv comedy is going well, i am in the college Improv tournament this Saturday.
I am pretty sure ill figure something out, but i really want to stop wasting my time and energy in the meantime while i decide exactly what I want to major in. Stay working, go to KCACTF and just keep my schedule open and free until i decide i guess...
Friday, October 22, 2010
The Art of Ambition
Some major changes recently, Decided after a moral review of my standards and who I want to be, that certain activities that I thought were morally sound are not. Deleted all downloaded music off my computer, and left myself with only music I had purchased. I am going to slowly repurchase everything I once had (not all at once, bit by bit) and buy all music in the future. While I still do not agree with the current copyright laws and system in place, for obvious reasons, IE artists getting small cut of own work, everyone else getting pieces of their pie etc.
I will look for places and systems that provide the artist with the largest percentage cut and buy from them. If no such system exists then perhaps I will have to make a project to start one up.
One of many changes made recently.
There is much to think about though, we are approaching a "post scarcity" age in terms of publishing. BOOKS, MOVIES, MUSIC, etc now can be published electronically and then redistributed for virtually no cost. How does a publishing company put a price on copy and paste when all that is used up is server cost and bandwidth...
Once a library has an electric copy of a book, then everyone can get it free? how are they supposed to function, will this dinosaur recognize that it has reached the end of its time and finally die? I doubt it. In fact the outdated model is clinging desperately to life, trying to stay in the old ways. It will take the people as a whole to support and vote through legislation preventing companies from ripping people off. How does one define the worth of something that now has "infinite" supply on a supply and demand curve. It doesn't matter what the demand is, there will always be enough.
I hope to see before I die a world where all information is free. Not like now, because now I can access virtually any information for free, but voluntarily free.
A system where Text books are on USB drives and can be accessed anywhere, for free.
Where the billions spent on military are spent on farming and making sure that food and shelter is available for all. A system where space exploration and colonization becomes the main goal of the world again. Where the heros are the scientists that find cures for diseases and capitalist blind consumerism disappears.
This is my ambition, my desire, and it can be done, logically everything is there. The resistance is not in what is available, but in how the system is being run.
I will look for places and systems that provide the artist with the largest percentage cut and buy from them. If no such system exists then perhaps I will have to make a project to start one up.
One of many changes made recently.
There is much to think about though, we are approaching a "post scarcity" age in terms of publishing. BOOKS, MOVIES, MUSIC, etc now can be published electronically and then redistributed for virtually no cost. How does a publishing company put a price on copy and paste when all that is used up is server cost and bandwidth...
Once a library has an electric copy of a book, then everyone can get it free? how are they supposed to function, will this dinosaur recognize that it has reached the end of its time and finally die? I doubt it. In fact the outdated model is clinging desperately to life, trying to stay in the old ways. It will take the people as a whole to support and vote through legislation preventing companies from ripping people off. How does one define the worth of something that now has "infinite" supply on a supply and demand curve. It doesn't matter what the demand is, there will always be enough.
I hope to see before I die a world where all information is free. Not like now, because now I can access virtually any information for free, but voluntarily free.
A system where Text books are on USB drives and can be accessed anywhere, for free.
Where the billions spent on military are spent on farming and making sure that food and shelter is available for all. A system where space exploration and colonization becomes the main goal of the world again. Where the heros are the scientists that find cures for diseases and capitalist blind consumerism disappears.
This is my ambition, my desire, and it can be done, logically everything is there. The resistance is not in what is available, but in how the system is being run.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
The loop.
The ride starts slowly chugging forward on the triangular steel tracks, it is at this point you realize that you really did not want to ride it at all.
In fact it terrifies you, petrifies, strikes hard and deep in the muscles in your gut. Why did I ever get on? what was I thinking? Why did I listen to them? I knew this was a bad idea! Too late, halfway up the metallic mountain, you tug frantically at your seatbelt and chest guard making absolute sure they are on tight and secure. The two men behind you joke about the ride derailing or catching fire. To them it sounds light hearted and fun, but to you, a prophesy of the rise of Satan, flashes of your life fly through your mind, your hands slip on the handle drenched in your sweat. The ride creaks to a grinding halt at the very tip of, in your eyes, Everest. You see the winding maze of interlocking, interwoven, and interconnected tracks below. Other cars on the track whiz by the intersections inches away from colliding. You blackout. You are walking up some stairs now, location unknown, but inside you have this feeling, like you are close, that whatever is at the top of the stairs is going to... a wave of relief seems to flow over you. You wake back up, hands shaking from gripping the handlebars so tight, the car begins its crazed decent through the tracks labyrinth, as it accelerates you feel yourself relax. The once monstrous machine of gears and twists now looks to you no different then a flight of stairs.
In fact it terrifies you, petrifies, strikes hard and deep in the muscles in your gut. Why did I ever get on? what was I thinking? Why did I listen to them? I knew this was a bad idea! Too late, halfway up the metallic mountain, you tug frantically at your seatbelt and chest guard making absolute sure they are on tight and secure. The two men behind you joke about the ride derailing or catching fire. To them it sounds light hearted and fun, but to you, a prophesy of the rise of Satan, flashes of your life fly through your mind, your hands slip on the handle drenched in your sweat. The ride creaks to a grinding halt at the very tip of, in your eyes, Everest. You see the winding maze of interlocking, interwoven, and interconnected tracks below. Other cars on the track whiz by the intersections inches away from colliding. You blackout. You are walking up some stairs now, location unknown, but inside you have this feeling, like you are close, that whatever is at the top of the stairs is going to... a wave of relief seems to flow over you. You wake back up, hands shaking from gripping the handlebars so tight, the car begins its crazed decent through the tracks labyrinth, as it accelerates you feel yourself relax. The once monstrous machine of gears and twists now looks to you no different then a flight of stairs.
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