If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?
The colors would be purple and white.
The mascot would be a one eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater.
Apologies to anyone who feels “dated” by knowing that reference. Me too.
Category: Random
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Who are the biggest influences in your life?
Hmmmm….
Direct day to day influence on my actions? Myself, my dogs, my husband, my friends, my boss. My bank account – because who doesn’t want to take a private jet to a weekend getaway anywhere they want??
Influence on how I choose to live my life? That’s a story…. But, the short list is: my parents, my grandmother, the idea of (i don’t remember her) my paternal grandmother, and the simple, overwhelming knowledge that there is more to life. Every thing, every person, every situation or every place – there is more to each of them than we will ever know. Our knowledge of the truth of existence is minuscule, at best.
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“Which is more powerful – chaos or order?
And either way, explain why existence always maintains or increases in entropy (disorder) per the second law of thermodynamics?”
Thinking about this, I am reminded of a book I read while I was in high school (but not for a class), The Physics of God. For the record, I had almost zero understanding of the equations in the reference section, but it was a good read regardless. Anyway, this book talks about the author’s theory of the universe exploding, and then, like a ball reaching the peak of its vertical flight, comes crashing back down (or in. as the case may be).
This got me thinking. Everything in the universe seems to be some sort of cycle. Planetary evolutions. Seasons. Solar flares. Women’s bodies. Why not the existecnce of the universe?
Thought – Chaos – the feminine – is responsible for life. Perhaps the universe drives itself to more disordered states to get closer to the point that it can be reborn…?
Back to the question at hand – which is more powerful? Well…. chaos, if intense enough, can destroy anything that order has brought to bear. Score 1 for chaos. Order perpetuates itself in a way that chaos cannot. It is self-sustaining in many cases. Score 1 for order. But in either case, it gets to a point that one needs the other. With order obliterated, there is nothing to turn chaotic. If everything is in order, there is nothing left to do….
I think, and have for most of my life, that balance is key.
Neither is more powerful because their power is drawn from the destruction of their opposite. They need each other in order to exist.
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When are you most happy?
I am happiest and/or most excited when learning something new.
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What was the last thing you did for play or fun?
I looked up the definition of and unit derivation for a joule-second.
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Being a “nerd”, just like any other societal label, has evolved.
Picture a stereotypical nerd from 1950, for example. Skinny, wimpy dude with coke-bottle glasses with tape at the bridge, plain khaki slacks that are a hair too short, a short-sleeved, geometric print shirt with a bowtie, pocket protector, pencils, and you know there is a calculator in some pocket.
Picture a stereotypical nerd in 2000. hmmm…. which to choose? The athlete nerd? The goth nerd? The artsy nerd? The stoner nerd? The lone-wolf, badass nerd? There really isn’t a stereotypical nerd in 2000. As stunned as I am, I do think that modern society has exceeded expectations for once and actually evolved into something a little better by effectively removing a stereotype.
Encore, please!
**note. this message brought to you as an expansion of RTotD – 12/23/24.
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Multitasking is not and cannot be a thing.
There, I’ve said it, and probably pissed off a bunch of people in the process. But I get it, it was a blow to my ego when I truly realized it too. I would definitely list “effective multitasking” or something of the sort on my resume.
But that’s not what it is.
The human brain can literally only consciously focus on one thing at a time – this is a fact. Science has shown this – repeatedly.
If that is true, how can anyone be good at multi-tasking?
Easy. They’re not.
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Has ample time passed? Can you resume logical thought at this point? Ok good.
What they are good at is switching between tasks. Meaning, they can “switch gears” easily, or even instantly, which makes them seem like they are multitasking to everyone else, because many people can’t change their thought process or focus that quickly. The person in question may even believe that ‘multitasking’ is a skill that they’ve developed, but that is incorrect. They’ve actually developed, for whatever reason, a high-speed mental adaptability paired with a rockin short term memory.
So yeah. Random neurobiological thought of the day, or something.
Have a great night!
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i dislike autocorrect in certain situations. Historically, i have a habit of not capitalizing “i” when writing in a non-professional capacity. i don’t know if this is a subconscious attempt at murdering my ego, but in my personal writing, a capital i was never a thing, really, especially in my days of handwritten journaling. MS Word is notorious for fixing that on me, and i got to a point where i just stopped reversing the correction. But truth be told, i miss that as a style in my writing.
So, as of today, i am rising up with my army of one against the suppressive technology of forced grammatical correctness.
That is all. Carry on.
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This is a ridiculously hard question for me to answer.
My brain jumps from thing to thing. Constantly. I can focus on tasks and such, if need be, but when I do that, it feels like I think faster to compensate for the lack of jumping around. The energy has to go somewhere, right?
In any case, if someone asks this question, chances are I’m not knee deep in spreadsheets, so my mind is functioning within its normal parameters. This, of course, meaning that my thoughts are playing leapfrog while tossing a ball amongst themselves randomly. It could be anything from physics, a social experience I recently had, elephants, philosophy, a ridiculous situation at work, how a particular machine works, or anything and everything outside and between. Or some rapid succession of any combination of the above.
If they interrupt a thought, how can I answer not knowing what the complete thought actually was? If they do happen to ask between thoughts, do I answer with the most recent one, or do I try to figure out a theme in the last couple of thoughts? Or do I think about the last few and choose the one least likely to result in uncomfortable questions about where that thought came from? I mean, not many people sit around thinking about elephants, but sometimes, they just pop into my head.
9 times out of 10, I’ll simply say “nothing” or “lots of things”, and that is generally satisfactory.
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Tell us about your first day at something — school, work, as a parent, etc.
The first day of anything can be the start of many things – a lesson, an adventure, a whole other life. My first day story is the start of a transformation from a position of dire necessity to a job where I thrive, learn regularly, and love what I do.
It was a cold, wet day in February. Flurries still fell, though the brunt of the storm had passed overnight. I was up early – I had to be at my new job through the temp agency at 8am. I was nervous, but not normal first day jitters. I had to do well. I needed this job. I had been unemployed for over a year, and my husband had just been laid off. It was do or die time.
My husband dropped me off at the entrance, wished me luck and went off to do his thing for the day. I walked in, confused by the lack of anyone in the front office. I finally found one of the guys from the warehouse, and told him who I was looking for and that it was my first day. “I dunno anyone by that name.” He furrowed his brow. “Hold on.” He ran off, and returned a few minutes later with someone who proceeded to tell me that I was looking for the company on the other side of the building. Oh, ok. Time check – 5 minutes before I’m late. Got it. I thanked them, walked out, and started walking around the building. I walked. And walked. And walked. Seems an industrial building with 150,000 square feet has a bigger footprint than I thought.
A few minutes later, I walked into the correct office, late and well-chilled. I was grateful for the warmth in the office, but soon wound up regretting that I wore a sweater. The ladies in the front each had a space heater and their small office started to feel like a sauna as I awaited the person who would give me more info on the job. In a whirlwind of information, I was given a computer login, tattered notebooks of handwritten instructions, a few product books, and some high-speed training on the multi-line phone system. I left that day exhausted and overwhelmed.
15 years and a remodel later, the building is still vast, but far less intimidating than it was that first day. In my time with this company, I have worked in 5 different departments, learned SQL, and earned my CPIM credential. Certainly not what I was expecting when I walked in, but something I am grateful for. I joke that my job title should be “Professional Problem Solver”, because that is essentially what I do every day – I solve problems and find ways to make people’s job easier and them more effective at doing it. I love it.
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 