I bike 8.7 miles each way to school, evey day I go to school.
I bike to school:
Because parking is expensive.
Because the bus carries a small volume of disease saturated air.
Because I give and recieve the biggest smiles to/from other bikers. Today I even got a nod.
Because nothing compares to the harmony of 20 degrees when dressed properly.
Because the bike will carry me over ice if I just let go.
There are times in my life when I actually manage to let go of doubt, fear and even expectation to find myself content. This is one of those times. I’m not sure how long I will be able to ride this wave before it rolls over and breaks, but for now, here I am.
as i sat in the kansai airport, waiting to board one of the best inventions in modern times, i looked around a bit. it was the first time in 20 days in which i had been in close proximity to many “Americans” and i must say it was disturbing. we, on the whole, are a fat and ugly group of people. by itself, this would not concern me much, but while in Japan i noticed that–at least for the people i got to know–the Japanese do not exercise much. however, very few of them were noticably over weight. what this says, I think, is that it is not a lack of drive to exercise that makes us fat, but an inability to control our urges to eat everything we see.
Jane would argue that this is a result of conditioning by the media, and I would disagree with her–but only because she’ s my sister and I must immediately disagree with everything she says. in reality i would harbor secret whole-hearted agreement. Like that time she told me 1 was equal to 1.
I am currently in the midst of depriving myself of sleep in preparation for my flight. In approximately 8 hours, I will takeoff from Japan, and land in Detroit a full 2 hours and 15 minutes before I left. Nothing like withdrawing time that you deposited over a month ago.
I have come to realize that I may not be working on the correct problem. I chose protein structure prediction for a number of reasons.
1. It is a hard problem
2. It is both computers and biology
3. My work could lead to less suffering for my fellow humans.
Neither 1 nor 2 has changed, but my perception of 3 is wearing on me. First of all, my work may not help people because it may fail, or be used for the wrong purposes. This does not bother me too much. Secondly, the work may not help those who truly need the help. I need to find a way to use my skills in computers to bring clean water to Africa if I really want to ease some suffering. If anyone knows what I need to do to accomplish this, let me know.
The following was sent to me by a married woman who decided to attempt to grope me last night:
Hi kebin,
Dr, tokaske bought us tolayuma enad we didn’y eat it, taht is too bad, why
yo go to sleeo so earky we ewatch ellen degeneras. You suck.. remindme toi
ignore you toi,roow,
noight,
erin
Call me Plageursmael. Several years ago, having a small mind and dreams of greatness, I took it upon myself to make a difference in this world. In this foul year of our lord, I find myself with no remaining aspirations. I have abandoned, deemed impossible, or simply lost those I have not fulfilled. This has simultaneously depressed and freed me, and sometimes in turns. I am now free to create a webpage, I think, for I no longer need it to be original, or creative, or for it to break servers for a swarm of hits.
seeligd, herman melville, hunter s. thompson
this morning i finally decided that enough was enough, and that i needed to do some work. after an hour i found a one-line bug with very far reaching implications. e.g. my whole program. I find it amazing how locating a bug is simultaneously great and terrible.
1. Show up
2. See what happens
Once I return from the orient, I will be powering up a long powered-off server to retreive the dreams sections, and to start adding to them again. So stay tuned. Other such bloggy sites give you webcams into their homes, or insights into their person…I’m going to give you a window into my subconscious. What better place than the internet to lose my dreams.