What is the greatest gift someone could give you?
Understanding.
What is the greatest gift someone could give you?
Understanding.
What makes you feel nostalgic?
A mostly empty diner, or a Denny’s, but for the same reason.
The sound of a tattoo machine.
The smell of Old Spice.
Trailer parks.
Hearing songs i played on repeat 20+ years ago.
Ashtrays.
A dead skunk on the road.
Seeing a father teaching his daughter anything.
The smell of pipe tobacco.
The song “Tell Laura I love her”.
Hearing any man mutter “come on, you son of a bitch!” when working on a car or truck.
The song “Leader of the Pack”
The smell of the perfume “Opium”.
Bingo cards and dobbers. (i think that’s what they were called….)
I could go on, but I think this is sufficient.
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.
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.
“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.
When are you most happy?
I am happiest and/or most excited when learning something new.
What was the last thing you did for play or fun?
I looked up the definition of and unit derivation for a joule-second.
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.
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!
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.