Where have I been? Making one of these in Flash.
New Toy
The above photo was taken with my new camera , from a distance of 7 feet.
First Light of Morning
Signs of Life
A few weeks ago I was browsing Portnoy’s blog , and therein found a link to an interesting site about signs. So I submitted a photo. A few days ago I received notice that my photo was accepted. Hooray for me!
But don’t just look at my submission; all of the signs at Signs of Life are entertaining.
Ooooohh!! Swirrlllyyyy!!!!!
I spend more than a little time every year trying to come up with aesthetically pleasing Flash experiments. Then I come across something like this , which makes me want to trade in my computer for a dremel and a stack of sandpaper. This guy does cooler things than I have ever done, but HE does them with wood and springs.
Aargh.
Books (n)
There is an interesting discussion over at Kuro5hin : What books have influenced your life ?
Most of the comments are intelligent but (as always happens when strangers discuss books) there is some literary dick-wagging, and some trolling/flaming. What can you do?
Anyway, here is my (incomplete) list of Books Which Have Influenced My Life:
The Tao Te Ching – my first introduction to non-Western ways of thinking.
Wolf, by Jim Harrison – I never knew writing could be so powerful and so personal at the same time.
Notes From a Bottle Found On the Beach at Carmel, by Evan S. Connell – The first poem/book of poetry which really hit me.
No Boundary, by Ken Wilber – put into perspective all the disparate pieces of philosophy bouncing around in my head.
The Sword of Shannara, by Terry Brooks – the first “serious” fantasy/science fiction novel I read; kind of made it permissible for intelligent people to enjoy genre fiction.
The Sandman, by Neil Gaiman – did the same thing for comics.
Finite and Infinite Games, by James P. Carse – kind of turned the way I thought about things inside-out.
That is all I can think of at the moment. So what about you ?
Fall Down Go Boom
The building in which my place of employment is located was, at one time, a brassworks. Blocks of brass went in, and pipe fitting went out. The brassworks was built next to a pre-existing foundry. Both have been standing, in one form or another, for the better part of a hundred years.
Last week a demolition crew began work on the old foundry in order to make room for a new hotel.Their tools range in size from “crowbar” to “tyrannosaurus”. They make a hell of a racket.
When the brassworks was built it shared a wall with the foundry. Or rather, an additional layer of wall was built onto the foundry to serve as a wall for the brassworks. The inside of that wall is now the south wall of the studio in which I work.
The process for removing the foundry wall from the brassworks wall is much like removing old dried-on chewing gum from the bottom of a desk, except that instead of a knife the workers are using a sledge, a crowbar, and a pneumatic jackhammer.
On a related note, we around the office have been joking about seeing if we can get a new window out of the deal.
You can probably see where this is going.
Personally, I was hoping for something a little bigger.
Synchronology
…interesting article over on Kuro5hin : Japanese for Nerds . Basically a primer on looking at linguistics as another flavor of programming.
Despite the articles several flaws — not the least of which is the fact that article seems to be vaguely insulting to its intended audience — it brings up a very interesting point: programming languages and human languages are (surprise!) very similar! They both, at the core, follow strictly logical rule sets made up of syntax and semiotics. Rule sets (grammar) for different languages have points of similarity which can be useful for using one language as the basis of learning another.
Most of the rest is learning the words.
Note that I said at the core languages are similar. Colloquialism can be equated to non-standards-compliance (or genetic drift), and can usually be reverse-engineered to find the original rules from which they sprang.
As an example of how this kind of thing works, try reverse-engineering some “English” words in order to learn a little Latin, Greek, or Anglo-Saxon: economy ecology psychiatry psychology absent abate neologism physiology physiognomy
Perhaps I will explore the interesting interplay between -logos and -nomos and what they imply about the way the words we use have drifted from their original meanings.
Someday.
An Extra Day
Seems like we went and got ourselves a whole ‘nother day, which happened this year to land on a beautiful, lazy Sunday. In that spirit this is Trouble:
Trouble lives at Argos Books in Eastown. She is in the running for the coveted title of BEST_CAT_EVAR. That is all.
The Rules
I have an unwritten (and unfortunately generally unenforced) rule in all of the classes I teach: don’t be late. For every minute you are late, you owe me a push-up. Five minutes late equals 5 pushups. Half an hour late, 30 pushups. An easy one-to-one relationship.
But lately I have been thinking that this is not quite right. Somehow it makes me out to be the bad guy. Well, that and the fact that 30 pushups for being half an hour late is not nearly enough pushups. It isn’t MY fault that YOU are late. So I have come up with a plan which will pit my students against one another and thus leave them too disorganized for any sort of uprising:
The first student who is late to class will immediately start doing pushups. He/she will continue to do pushups until another student walks into class. Then student 2 will take over for student one, doing pushups. When another student (3) walks in, 3 will take over for two, who will then join the rest of the class.
The last late student will do pushups for the rest of the class period. Good ones. All the way down, touch the chest, all the way up. No fewer than 30 in any one minute.