Creative Consciousness

It’s 4:30 a.m. and I’m in this kind of dazed half-awake, half-zombie state of being, the kind where your hand is hanging off the end of the bed and you know you should move it because of the monsters under the bed but it’s really, really heavy and so, instead of going to all the effort of moving it you start planning out the life you will have with only one hand.

For lack of a better term I’ll call it creative consciousness, because you’re not fully conscious but man can your brain come up with some weird shit.

This morning I have two thoughts concurrently and I investigate both at the same time, drowning myself in confusion and eventually lulling myself back to sleep.

- Is there really life on other planets and, if so, do they get the Internet?

- Why, out of all the characters on the show, was Mr. Roper the only one allowed to break the fourth wall?

I don’t know what answers I came up with, it’s all still a little fuzzy, but I remember both these paths of questioning weaving in and around each other for some time, confusing the hell out of me. The human brain is a messed up thing sometimes.

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It may have been during one of these bouts of creative consciousness that I came up with this retarded brain theory of mine (it’s the theory that’s retarded, not a theory on retarded brains).

Sometimes when I am so completely baffled, so in awe of what the human mind is capable of, I picture brains as being the dominant species on the planet, just hopping around like packages of hamburger meat, and that human beings were just sitting around the campsticks doing nothing. The brains attacked the humans and attached themselves to their heads and a new life form was created.

Brains are scary, powerful things, dude. My 4:30 a.m. self would totally believe in this theory.

So think how much it freaked me out when I saw a similar notion years ago on an episode of Futurama; floating brains attacking humanity. Crazy shit.

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But it stands to reason that if aliens could receive television and radio signals they might be able to tap into our email and Internet, right? ALIENS COULD BE READING MY WEBLOG RIGHT NOW…

Ha… I accidentally hit the caps lock key there but it seems to fit so I’ll leave it…

Or did my brain hit the caps lock key on purpose without telling me…?

New trailer night

Cherry Blossoms.  Lost in Translation only older, sadder and 100% more German.

Alien Trespass.  The kind of movie your parents saw at the drive-in before spending an hour up at the point.

And don’t pretend your parents never went to the point.

The Velveteen Rabbit.  What looks like a made-for-TV version of the much-beloved tale that somehow made it onto the big screen.

Big Man Japan.  The animation in the trailer is sketchy, but the plot summary is the best of the night.

“A middle-aged slacker living in a rundown, graffiti-ridden slum, Daisato’s job involves being shocked by bolts of electricity that transform him into a stocky, stick-wielding giant several stories high who is entrusted with defending Japan from a host of bizarre monsters. But while his predecessors were national heroes, he is a pariah among the citizens he protects, who bitterly complain about the noise and destruction of property he causes. And Daisato has his own problems -an agent insistent on branding him with sponsor advertisements, an Alzheimer-afflicted grandfather who transforms into a giant in dirty underwear, and a family who is embarrassed by his often cowardly exploits.”

Brilliant.

American Violet.  Woman fights for family and self when accused of involvement in drugs.  Rich vs. poor.  Custody battles.  A perfectly boring trailer tells the whole story.

And finally, the new Transformers trailer.  Still no sign of Soundwave though.

Calm

After being off sick last week, today was a busy first day back. Time to relax with some quiet melodies…

Awkward Moments

They say there’s a card nowadays for every occasion.  I’ve looked and I don’t believe this to be true.

Here are a few Hallmark ideas for life’s awkward moments…

 

On the front of the card is a picture of a frog wearing a tiny crown.

Open up the card…

No matter how much we make out I’m never going to be what you want me to be.

I slept with your sister.

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On the front of the card is a picture of Mr. Roper listening at the swinging kitchen door.

You overheard me correctly…

Open up the card…

My kidnapping was faked so I could extort your father to pay off my massive gambling debts.

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On the front of the card is a couple embracing.

Last night was so special, so raw, so pure…

Open up the card…

And this morning I’m feeling really guilty about not telling you I have AIDS.

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Add your own Awkward Moments ideas in the comments!

Literal videos

One of my favourite videos of the 80’s now seen in a whole new light…

Everything you ever wanted to know about blogging and were afraid I’d tell you.

So you want to start a weblog?

Believe me, it can be a pretty confusing thing to get into.  With all the available programs and features to choose between, all the damn acronyms messing up the place with their vowellessness and all of the existing social etiquette, the whole thing can be a little overwhelming for a first time user, or “blogger”. That’s why I’ve put together this essay: to clear up some common confusions and to try and explain, from the very start, what this whole blogging thing is about.

What’s in a name?

The first misconception many people have is about the very name of the thing itself.  The term “weblog” is commonly thought of as a compound word combining the two words “web” and “log”, literally meaning a log that appears on the “web”, or “Internet”.  This is only partially true; the word is a compound word, but the original division occurs elsewhere.

In 1872, Lewis Carrol published the poem Jabberwocky in his book Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There.  The poem was largely made up of fictitious beasts and nonsensical words and, in the original long version of the poem, the “Blog” was a large feathered beast with a puffed up chest that breathed fire whenever it was irritated.  With the success of the poem, the verb “to blog” became, in the late nineteenth century, synonymous with activities relating to venting one’s angers or frustrations.  Early “bloggers” took up the torch (ha ha, no pun intended) one hundred years later and proudly proclaimed to all who would read or listen, “We Blog!”

With the proliferation of the Internet in the late 20th century, and it’s being widely known as “the web”, it is completely understandable that so many people today remain ignorant of the term’s history.  As with everything on this planet though, the English language will continue to change over time, and that remains one of its most charming features.

So, with that spirit in mind, you still want to start a weblog of your own.  You, my friend, face a multitude of choices.  Let’s take a look at two of the more popular ones, shall we?

Blogger

Founded by Buddhist monks, Blogger is an online tool that takes a simplified view of weblogs and how they are created.  Publishing is easy with the online interface and the default aesthetics of the sites created are harmonious with the colours found every day in the natural world: sky blue, forest green, and centre of the sun orange.  The harmony with nature doesn’t stop there, however; recognizing that the natural world changes continuously around us, nothing is ever permanent in the Blogger cosmos, everything is always in a state of flux.  You might return someday to a place you thought you knew and find something completely different.  The Buddhist ideology that is so inherent in the system not only provides a beautiful world in which to create, but also a humbling one.

Word Press

On the other end of the spectrum is Word Press, a personal publishing system created entirely by robots who have built this wildly popular application for weblogging, the first ever project of its size developed completely by artificial intelligence.  The robots created an enormously flexible product that can only ever be completely, 100% understood by their artificial intelligence equals; however, that doesn’t stop mere humans from trying.  There are many out there that have studied the work of the robots and who have been able to mold Word Press into contemporary works of weblog art.  Do not be scared off by this system because, with a little work, you can be one of these artists.

Both systems will let you create your basic weblog easily enough, all you have to do is fill in the various empty fields and Voila!, your weblog is built for you; however, if you want to dig deeper and get into the real nitty gritty of weblogging, you may want to have a look at hosting a Word Press weblog on your website, and that means there are some terms you should become familiar with.

Important Terms and Acronyms (ITAs)

In order for any group of people to properly validate their existence as a group they must create their own jargon, language designed to increase the understanding of communications from within the group and to decrease the understanding of communications from without.  Never is this more true than in the world of computers and the Internet.  The following is a list of ITAs that you are likely to come across in the early stages of your weblogging career.

HTML – “Hard To Make Language”

This is the language used to create basic web pages and, for the uninitiated, it can be pretty intimidating. You know you are reading HTML if there is a noticeable lack of rounded brackets and far too many slashes than are regular used in everyday English / Romanic language of your choice.

Do not be daunted, with only a little study you’ll soon be able to read HTML easily enough to insert links to other websites and to italicize your writing yourself.  When you have reached this stage the “hard” part is behind you and most people start referring to the language as “ETML”, so feel free to do so in your conversations with your computer-literate friends.

CSS – “Cool Style Section”

Now, there are two ways to design your weblog.  The first has you programming your ETML every time you want a design changed; that means, every time you want blue text you have to punch in the ETML code for blue text.  The second way is to set up a Cool Style Section in your ETML file.  Using CSS, every time you want blue text you just have to tell the text to look at the Cool Style Section for directions.  This is good for changing things like colours and fonts throughout your whole site because, instead of going through and changing every instance in your ETML code, you just have to change the code once in your Cool Style Section.  Definitely a must-learn component of weblogging if you ever want to advance past the “novice” stage.

PHP – “Pretty Hard Programming”

You’ll see this acronym, pronounced “Fip”, bandied about the Internet in relation to website organization, structure and programming.  It is a very complex and difficult system, as its name suggests, but can be overcome and whipped into submission upon intense further study.  In the early stages of your weblogging career, feel free to ignore anything containing “PHP”.  Once you get ETML and CSS under your belt, then maybe give PHP a shot.

Blogosphere

This is the term used to describe the world of interconnected weblogs, the world both within and yet outside our own flesh and mortar existence.  The actual spherical shape of this world is highly debatable, much like the early speculations by the mathematically challenged that the Earth was flat and that, if you sailed far enough, you’d go right over the edge.  Where does the water go, people?  Where does the water go?

Now, one might even suggest the world of weblogs is more like a sputnik than a sphere; mostly round, but quite pointed in some places; however, “Blogosputnik” not only sounds like someone throwing up, it also does that which makes many webloggers shudder: it creates even more jargon that uses “Blog” as a root word.  More on that in the etiquette section ahead.

RSS

The term “RSS”, or “Regular Subscription Service”, describes the aggregation of weblog posts from all over the Internet into one easy-to-read format, allowing you to keep up with all your favourite weblogs without having to go to the hassle of visiting each site specifically.  To get a better understanding of RSS, think of that old poem where the dude is walking down the beach and there are two sets of footprints behind him showing him where he and God had been walking side by side all his life, only suddenly there’s only one set of footprints and he thinks God had left him at that time but God tells him that that’s actually where he started carrying him.  That pretty much sums up RSS, only, if no one is subscribing to your feed, no one is carrying you.  You are, indeed, very alone.

Ping

A “ping” is the electronic equivalent of the man in the bleachers at a baseball game with his shirt off and holding a sign for the cameras that says “Look Ma, I’m on TV!”  You send pings to other sites to let them know that you have just updated your weblog.  Sending pings to other sites when you haven’t updated your weblog can result in annoyance when people show up and find that, three days later, they are still reading about your cheese sandwich adventure when, wouldn’t you know it, the bread fell on the floor butter side down.

Which brings us to the last portion of this installment of this guide: etiquette.

Things it is okay for you to do on your weblog:

- Link to other people without asking them first.  Not only is this allowed but it is generally encouraged in the weblogging world, or “blogosphere”.

- Spout off your opinions.  Remember the history behind what you are doing and get those things that are frustrating you off your chest.  It’s your space on the Internet and don’t let anyone tell you your opinions don’t matter.

- Link to this post so that even more people on the verge of weblogging will be convinced to try it out and I will soon emerge as their King and, as King, I will finally be able to “decree” things without people snickering behind my back.

- Respond to people who leave comments on your site in the comments.  Try to go for, at most, a 1:1 ratio in this area.  If there are more comments by you than everyone else combined, it’s probably a good idea to just write a new post. Also try to avoid responding to your own post in the comments as it comes across as slightly eerie and schizo.

Things it is not okay for you to do on your weblog:

- Do not add to the jargon any words that derive from the word “Blog”.  Remember, the word is over 130 years old and only so much can be done to it in such a short time and remain acceptable.  If you Blog too much, you are “addicted to blogging”, you are not “a Blogaholic”.  If you like to take a look back at your own site stats, milestones and achievements, you may not call it a Blogtrospective.  Along this same line of reasoning, if you are going the anonymous route on your site, do not choose a name that relates to the word either.  People will laugh at you, Count Blogula, and it won’t be the good kind of laughing.

- As mentioned earlier, ping only if you have something new to ping about.  Nobody likes a stale ping.

- Do not not link to this post.  I promise to remember all my gracious linkers in any future decrees, many of which will involve free hamburgers.

- Do not take any guff in your comments.  People trying to give you guff are simply trying to unload all the guff they’ve received from others their entire lives. Ban them from your site, change the wording in their comments to embarrass them or tear them apart limb from limb with the extra wit the Lord bestowed upon you at birth that ended up making the Smith baby in the next crib kind of dumb later in life.  It is your site.

Do not accept guff.

There is a heck of a lot more to say, I’m sure, but I can only write so much in one sitting.  Man, when I’m King I’m going to decree that all laptop computers ship with free wrist massagers that operate while you type.

I hope you have found this guide helpful and, if you have any questions or comments, I’d be happy to entertain them below.

Just remember the golden rule: NGA.

No Guff Allowed.

February Predictions - Oscar Edition

Our experts - that rag-tag bunch of awkward eccentrics that we’ve assembled for this site - are delirious.

First they accurately predicted that Obama would become president, and last month they predicted the Steelers would win the Superbowl.  This success has given them amazing confidence in this month’s set of predictions.

- The Oscar goes to…

Best Supporting Actor - Heath Ledger

Best Supporting Actress - Penelope Cruz

Best Actor - Mickey Rourke

Best Actress - Kate Winslet

Best Picture - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Best Director - Danny Boyle

Best Animated Feature - Wall-E

Best Foreign Film - Waltz With Bashir

Best Original Screenplay - Happy Go Lucky

Best Adapted Screenplay - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Best Documentary - Man on Wire

Best Original Score - Slumdog Millionaire

Best Original Song - ‘Down to Earth’ - Wall-E

Best Cinematography - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

And - if you need that tie-breaking category for your Oscar pool - Best Live Action Short Film - New Boy.

Our experts have also predicted the following about the Oscar ceremony…

- Hugh Jackman will have 12 costume changes, but they will all be black tuxedos.

- Heath Ledger will be the first actor ever to accept his Oscar posthumously.  Thanks to the wizardry of film editing, his acceptance speech will be pieced together through clips from Brokeback Mountain, The Dark Knight and A Knight’s Tale.  It will not be tacky at all.

- Heath Ledger will receive the most applause during the segment where they show everyone who has died in the last year, which is why they will save him for last.  This makes it less awkward than if they had put him in the middle where he would be followed by some guy who invented the lens cap in 1938 who only gets the golf clap.

- Sean Penn will flip out when he doesn’t win and will challenge Hugh Jackman to a fistfight.  Hugh Jackman will totally shred him with his Wolverine claws.

- As usual, there will be inexplicable pairings of celebrities to announce categories and read lame introductions.  This year’s odd pairings will be:  Will Ferrell and Penelope Cruz, Po (the Kung Fu Panda) and Wall-E (talk about awkward!) and, even more awkward, Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston.

- Best dressed on the red carpet will be Will Smith and Scarlett Johannson.  Worst dressed on the red carpet will be Owen Wilson and Glenn Close.  Most annoying on the red carpet will be anyone with the last name “Rivers”. Seriously, that is one blood line we need to just make go away.

- While presenting the nominees for Best Sound Editing, Joaquin Phoenix will go rogue and start jumping up and down, rapping, and waving his arms in the air like he just don’t care, all while Casey Affleck rushes the stage to capture everything with his camcorder.  It will be one of the many highlights in the duo’s upcoming film, “Joaquin Is Fucking Crazy”.

It should be a heck of a show!

Quiet Night…

A relaxing night tonight, here’s some music to chill to…

More movies should be summarized in rap.

The plot to Predator, in rap form.

Looking forward to the Danny Glover-based sequel already…

Math

Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you that mine are still greater. - Albert Einstein

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There are three kinds of people in this world: those who can do math and those who can’t.

Guess which group I belong to.

I’m pretty sure I hated mathematics from a very young age; I seem to remember hurriedly changing the channel as soon as I found out which letter had brought me the episode of Sesame Street I had been watching, not caring enough to learn the identity of the sponsoring number.

That’s a pretty clear sign, if you ask me.

Throughout school it always just seemed to me that we were learning things that we would never need to apply in daily life. I mean, why would I ever need to know anything about integers in my dream job as a lion tamer? It’s not like I was ever going to need to worry about having a negative number of lions to worry about. Now, a number of negative lions was a different matter entirely, but that hardly related to the math at hand.

Same thing with fractions, the only daily application of which I could possibly forsee was in the division and allocation of slices of pie. For this I had a simple rule: I always got the biggest piece. Thus, however you wanted to divide the rest of the pie, or fractionalate it, to use the mathematically correct term, was completely up to you.

Now of course, years later, these ideas became all too real. I simply had to add my monthly budget to my student loan payments and I’d get some interesting integers, resulting in me eating a fraction of the amount of food I might otherwise have enjoyed. Stupid math.

But still, many other mathematical concepts have remained a mystery to me to this very day. For example, I vaguely remember it being very important to do something called completing the square. I have no idea what this means now, and I have actually met very few squares in my time that needed completing in the first place. I suppose if I saw one drawn on a piece of paper, all open at the top or on one side, I could simply take my pencil and draw in the fourth side, but my memory is nagging at me and telling me that it was once much harder than that.

Geometry was also often confusing for me. Again, later in life, at University, I could see some practical use in having learned about triangles, squares and rectangles: how big is that couch sitting on the curb? will it fit through the door? what if we tilt it? and that sort of thinking, but I’m telling you now, most geometry is absolutely useless stuff.

What on this planet, in its natural or man-made form, is shaped like a rhombus?

Case closed.

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I think what bothers me most about math is that two and two, no matter how hard you try to dress them up or disguise them, or tell them that, yes, they look like twos, but really they are sixes trapped in a two body, no matter how hard you try to convince them otherwise, two and two always make four.

There can only ever be one right answer.

And what bothers me about that is that I could get that answer wrong.

And I don’t like to be wrong.

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In first year University my friends and I flooded a psychology study. They paid us $30 to write two, one hour multiple choice questionnaires a week apart. Yes, that’s right, $15 an hour to answer a bunch of serious questions meant to give them an idea of our general personality. These questions were intermingled with control questions to make sure we were actually paying attention to the content, so that right after a question about our leadership abilities we had questions like:

17. Sometimes I see snakes near where I live:

Strongly Disagree

Disagree

Neutral

Agree

Strongly Agree

The psychology students then took Polaroids of our faces and the main goal was for other psychology students to look at the pictures and try to discern whose picture went with which profile.

I have no idea how that was all supposed to work, exactly, but that is neither here nor there.

As we’re answering these questions it’s quite clear that we’re all checking them off at roughly the same pace, as every time we reached a snake-type question a suppressed giggle went through the whole room. I’m pretty sure we all found it impossible to read those questions and not hear Ralph Wiggum saying them aloud in our heads.

When they started to hand out the math section we were all a little hesitant. There we were, all English, History and Film students, and they wanted us to do math. I think a few of us were seriously doubting whether the $15 an hour, that’s 25 cents a minute by the way, was worth it.

We opened up the booklet and started laughing. I believe the first question actually was 2+2.

We flew in tandem through the next dozen or so questions and then, like the brick wall at the end of the crash test road, we hit question 14 all at the same time and the sound of pencils dropping on desk tops echoed throughout the classroom. I don’t remember exactly what the question was, but it may as well have been asking us to extrapolate the circumference of Mars, given that our pencils were twelve centimeters long.

While I had talked about it with friends before, and had heard others complain about their own lack of mathematical abilities, it is that moment more than any other that told me what I needed to hear.

I was not alone.

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I think there are others out there like me who also share this problem: when it came to measurements, I was largely taught by a generation of Canadian teachers who had never fully embraced the metric system. Some of them knew it, some of them didn’t, and so I grew up knowing my distances in kilometers, my weight in pounds, my milk in litres and my height in feet and inches.

I’m not blaming the system entirely here, but it certainly didn’t help me foster an affinity for the subject.

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Okay, fine. I’ll let you in on a little secret. Last story though, I promise.

There’s one math thing that I can do really well, it’s freaky really. Rainman freaky.

I’m really, really good at doing the whole time-distance thing. If we’re driving in a car and I know how far away our destination is and how fast we’re likely to be traveling, I can tell you in less than two seconds exactly what time we’ll arrive. I don’t even really do math in my head, I just know the answer.

It’s scary sometimes, isn’t it, to just know something?

The first few times I realized I had this ability I was all like, “Okay, who the hell put that there? Who’s in my brain? Jerry, is that you? Redrum… redrum…”

After a while it stopped freaking me out, especially after I discovered that I was almost always dead on.

Like I said, I don’t like to be wrong.

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Linque Du Jour:

It’s Ask Dr. Math! Finally, after all these years, I can find out why six is afraid of seven! I just hope he knows the answer…