Small.Island.in.World.Three

I figure if I do three loads of laundry each cyclic visit, I can have the backlog disappeared in two weeks.

Then there was potluck, which turned into a typically atypical sunday night. Out at Tim's. Topics I heard: Dave's mill's power supply, hymns, superpowers, D-train against the magician, where Sam's hands have been, culture after cheap oil, and Dave's obsession with mill related thoughts.

Jon's doing his first Sudoku.

That is about the shape of things today.

Drip Drop.

I think my motivational neurons are taking the day off. There are several things that I feel like I could do, in a sort of academic, "I suppose", kind of way. But the moving part... that is another matter.

Jon was over again last night. We watched Battlestar and then some other random t.v. world. Then we resumed a bit of research into "catchy-ness".

One possible test that we tried was to pause a song abruptly and see what about the song continued to echo in our brains.

I also tried to get his linquistic processors to catch on to some Stereolab lyrics. They are rad cause they are so hard to hear until your mind loosens up its syllable constraints just right and WHAM, you hear them better than the music.

Speaking of words. I came across a neat one while reading some Popper (the source for my blog's name).

• hypostatize
  • v : construe as a real existence, of a conceptual entity

After Jon left, I watched some Miami Vice. This clears up a minor mystery that came up over the X-mas break. While home, I read a little song that evidence suggests was written by my much younger self. It contained several references to "selling stuff" and getting busted and those sorts of things. The mystery was where my young brain had gotten these terms and their dynamics which I seemed to only have a half-grasp on in the lyrics (or at least a rather happy-go-lucky grasp on). Seeing Miami Vice last night reminded me that I used to watch that show quite regularly. Checkmark that solved box.

The episode also featured that great "Smuggler's Blues" song (maybe they all do), and the plot almost seemed to be built from the very lyrics (maybe all of them were). Or it could have been the other way around. In the end, I don't suppose I care much to know the real causal relationships. But Tubbs is super smooth. As was Edward James Olmos, now the seemingly ever exhausted, don't make him raise his voice, Adama.

Addendum: The sun is out, and Dave and Kathy are here. Maybe I will find some motivation after all.

Yeah, so this nanoblogger is smooth. One question, why does it use pico as its default editor? Why not nano?

Jon and I watched the daily show and talked about what makes a song catchy. Near the top of our example song list, The Cardigans cover of Iron Man.

Thanks to Bowman, for the motivation to get to that Professor Cube. Now I'm thinking I need a 2-cube and a little 1-cube to round out the collection.

Until I hear differently, I'm going to believe that the "make it a 3-cube emulator" strategy can work for the n's above 5, and leave it at that. Which means I'm declaring a, perhaps premature, victory in Rubik's cube space. Project done. Nice to know that I do finish (some) things.

I hope the days of those that read this are going well.

Addendum: I forgot to mention something else that happened today. It was my last day working at Parson's Dispatch.

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I hope this first entry shows up well.

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