KindaGamey

I’ve been a member of the internets for a long time.
My handles throughout my internet history have been as follows:
* Two_Beer
* Gerber
* Carcinogen
* FreshLaundry
* KindaGamey

(Dear British Embassy, Passport Renewal Office: Please be aware that many of these nom de pubes are not nearly as original as I had thought, so if you come across some internet flotsam penned by ‘Fresh Laundry’ or ‘Two_Beer’ I wouldn’t be so quick to ascribe it to me.  It’s probably some other git that stole my moniker.)

Attention-Deficit Exit Ramp!

You know, my mother just got a Blackberry Touch as a Verizon upgrade with rebates out the wazoo and it seemed pretty cool. (I think they’re practically giving them away because something else is coming down the pike.) I think my blog readers deserve higher resolution pictures. Some of you do, anyway, for putting up with all my nonsense. The rest of you I will punish with more non-sober stream of consciousness rants that make no sense whatsoever. It’s a shame my punishments never work because you guys are the ones that skip all the words anyway. Your punishments just make the actual readers have to work twice as hard. You people, honestly. Have some dignity.

So perhaps it’s time for my own phoneular upgrade. I wouldn’t do it for me, dear reader, but I’d do it for you. Oh yes. I’d do so much for you.

So across this great internet I have strewn a garbage trail of half-assed projects and flash pieces and strange badly photoshopped graphics and blog supplemental illustrations from back in my myspace blogging heyday. (That stuff was nothing like this blog. it was all personal all the time. Much more interesting, but rather bad for maintaining personal relationships.)

I decided to gather it all up and bring it here to my kindagamey server (where possible) to preserve it forever. Kind of like a showcase of my personal shame. Kind of like a why-you-should-reject-me-for-this-job portfolio. If you are an old friend of mine you’ve probably seen this crap before. You know how I love to dust it off and try and milk it for a little more attention before I stuff it back in the attic again. I assume this is my internet version of my father’s propensity for telling the same joke over and over again.

So, here we go. This is going to cause a false bandwidth spike in the stats, but I’ll write some really poorly constructed blogs to counteract it.

read more to witness THE GREAT SERVER MIGRATION!!!
(Alternate title: Re-living the past is easier than making a new future.)

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Watch Death to the Tinman in Entertainment Videos

Ragdoll Cannon: Remake (flash game)
http://www.bubblebox.com/play/action/1249.htm

The American Form of Government
http://www.wimp.com/thegovernment/

You can go ahead and watch it. I’ll wait…

They discount true democracy due to the ‘mob rule’ paradox. You know, I guess it IS a problem if you fail to educate everyone and instead keep an educated class and an uneducated class. In that case, if your uneducated and brainwashed by LCD mass media class happens to be larger than the educated class, then you have a definite problem. But you wouldn’t hire monkeys to drive a school bus either so it really is rather insulting to discount true Democracy when, if all participants were reasonable and intelligent and have their mental schooners on a heading of true, then why not mob rule? If we completely understood why we preserved our freedoms then why would we go and take someone’s house? (The argument in the film was: that if the masses wanted to do something unethical to someone, like take their house, then in a true democracy, they could. In a system of law that overrules the masses, they couldn’t. Isn’t a jury just a much smaller mob though? And a judge an even smaller one?) If a bunch of like-minded reasonable adults can share power equally, help the good of themselves and the group, then a country full of the same should be able to on a larger scale, shouldn’t they?

If there are evil genes (1 2 3) are there stupid genes or are we all capable of understanding much more than we do? Is Alex Jones right about the fluoride in our water and the chemicals we’ve been subjected to? Are we dumber than our true capacity? I know I am! When I think about the things I should be able to juggle easily in my head, the memories I should be able to conjure, the attention span to be able to hold those concepts in my head long enough to polish them off, then I realize I’m dumb as a stone. I embarrass myself sometimes. This blog doesn’t help. It embarrasses me too. Otherwise, I’m sure I’d write in more lucid moments.

Dr. Hibbert: Well, only one in two million people has what we call the “evil gene”. Hitler had it, Walt Disney had it, and… Freddy Quimby has it.
Lionel Hutz: Thank you, Dr. Hibbert. I rest my case.
Judge: You rest your case?
Lionel Hutz: What? Oh no, I thought that was just a figure of speech. Case closed.

What if it was all coincidence?

http://www.wimp.com/thesupernatural/

The synchromystics (synch wiki) feel there is more than just causal objective reality that carries meaning*.  And since I had a telepathic experience I’m pretty sure there is too. When Jane calls and you just happened to be thinking about Jane, is it really coincidence? Always? Sometimes? Is our innate ability to detect coincidence, symbolism, and meaning (detect or conjure up, whatever your fancy) the manifestation of meaning? Just as I could imagine a wooden shelf, and then go in the back yard, get some tools, and manifest that**?

* Actually, since we can’t ever witness objective reality and only see it through our own interpretation I hereby declare this next bit moot.

** Actually, I would go in the back yard, get out the tools and the wood, leave them in the rain, be sad about the rusty tools later, and then decide i didn’t really need a shelf after all.

Damn, I can’t find that article about how people find more meaning (or see more faces in a jumble of squiggles) when their fear is heightened. I think I linked to it myself already. Oh, how I wish I was more organized with my tags and categories and such. I’m not.

A Good Batch

Sometimes you make a batch and they come out of the oven and you taste em and go, “eh.” Othertimes you can just smell em baking and you think, this one is going to come out ok. And they do.

Another $6.66, by the way. Coincidence again? How tiresome!

Speaking of Late Night Movies, the show I was trying to think of (you weren’t there, i was talking to somebody else) with the dudes that played bad movies on Channel 35 was “Dr. Gruesome’s Movie Morgue.” I can’t stand it when I can’t remember something and oohhhhhh *shudder* it feels so good when I retrieve it.

Awww… turns out they did a reunion special Oct 31, 2008 and I missed it.
And not a Dr. Gruesome youtube in sight. Terrible, Richmonders. Get on that.

Fractals – The Colors of Infinity

Click this link to jump straight to what I think is the relevant part in the film.

And don’t turn it off before at least 44:15 “Incidentally, as an odd coincidence here…”
Most of the end there is just credits, just let it play. Don’t be so impatient, what you got better to do?

Man, and doesn’t this make more sense of that part at the end of Carl Sagan’s book Contact?

Red blood, iron in the blood, oxygen, rust. <- We are machines?
Electrical nervous system.
Mechanistic DNA. <- We are machines?
The fractal geometry of the universe;
biological (DNA-based) <- the DNA machine?
and natural geometry (such as rock formation) <- The universe is machine?
Steven Wolfram’s A New Kind of Science <- The universe is a program?
Complex results, simple rules, infinite iterations.
The fractal geometry we see when we rub our eyes.

Eyes! That reminds me:

The Bullshit Collector

I keep trying to explain this to people, but no one seems very interested or they think I’m coo-coo-kachoo, so I’ll tell you instead of people.

I have a hobby, if you will, of learning about things we’ve been told in our lives that turn out to be bullshit. Moon landing? Bullshit. Columbus discovered America? Puh-lease.

Motivated hobbyist collectors have this undying energy and desire to gather their passion together into one place, to categorize, bookmark and arrange. Not me. I prefer to learn, absorb, and ponder and quickly move on. Then I go to a bar, and after a load of drinks, raise my volume level and drunkenly unload whatever parts of my collection I happened to bring along with me, mentalphorically speaking: “That’s frikkin Bullshit, man!”

So, it occurred to me that I can PROVE that everything is bullshit if I could prove that something everyday and commonly accepted was complete and utter bullshit that you believe on a regular basis.

Are child drawings with no perspective closer to the real thing than a true artist’s rendering?
Perspective is a parlor trick to allow us to judge the distance between one thing and another.

Wikipedia – Perspective (visual) – interrupts this rant to add:

As objects become more distant, they appear smaller, because their visual angle decreases. The visual angle of an object is the angle subtended at the eye by a triangle with the object at its base. The greater the distance of the object from the eye, the greater is the height of this triangle, and the less the visual angle. This follows simply from Euclidean geometry^.

Nevertheless, we stand by our (past my and present my) position that the image it tenders is not an accurate representation of an independent ‘reality’. (Man, I should call bullshit on myself!)

What would the earth’s horizon look like if we weren’t forced into perspective?
Can someone photoshop a picture so that we can see what a unified perspective would look like?

(i.e. get a movie camera on a car, use an agreed upon measure of distance from your starting object, i.e. 15 feet, so start 15 feet from the tree, then move up the road taking film. For each vertical line of pixels in your final composite photograph you would use the horizontal line of pixels from the moving picture when it is 15 feet away from that part of the road if you were looking at a still from Frame 1, then you fractally put them all together into one picture and see what it looks like. does that make sense? I want to see what it looks like if the road doesn’t go to a point in the distance. What happens if I carry my 15-feet-away perspective all the way up the road, but in one photograph.)

Sim City = Isometric View

Ever tried to touch your nose whilst looking at a fun-house mirror?

No matter how much distance has been distorted (of course) your hand always reaches your nose when you’d expect it to in a fun house mirror. We could shrink the general unit of distance or grow it and it wouldn’t matter, you’d always touch your nose at the same time, you could live in a permanent universe like that, and you’d never think twice about it.

What if you wore a VR helmet with an fov set to 360 degrees?
Put a camera array on your head and you could wear it down the street, see everything around you at once.

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