Archive for March, 2007

agony ecstasy

Thursday, March 15th, 2007

Of course I celebrated Pi Day. But alas, my memory of pi has dwindled over the years, my childhood memorization remnants only amounts to 3.14159 26535 89793. Fifteen digits. In the old days, I could do so much better.

Of course I ate round foods and enjoyed all things spherical. Namely, the Earth - a program I hosted tonight being about global warming and the various ways students can reduce their carbon footprint. Needless to say, it was an inconvenient program. I may make it sound drab but it was actually amazing to watch the transformation from ignorance to “oh my, I get it”.

However, my Pi Day was mainly oriented around the wheels of my bike. After an afternoon of lab work, I hopped on the white stallion and rode off to Christiansburg. At midnight, I did it again. The midnight ride was so peaceful, the Wednesday night traffic not even existing on the roads I took. It also helps that Blacksburg is unusually bike-friendly; bike lanes are almost everywhere except downtown.

At this very moment, I am relaxed. Of course, though, I am sweaty and in need of some wash, but.. but my cheeks are cold from the still, not-quite-spring midnight air. And that feeling is inexpressably calming. I used to take midnight runs in my freshman year with the same results. This déjá vu causes no alarm, despite something bittersweet about the full circle hinting at its imminence. Almost like the last stop on the ferris wheel before you are requested to leave.

Maybe I could pay for a second ride. That time, I’ll only pay to go to the top.

  

the first person who makes something neat of styrofoam peanuts wins a prize

Tuesday, March 13th, 2007

Before long, everyone who doesn’t already have one will buy a scale. Even a precise, digital bathroom scale would do the trick. One caveat, though: it must measure in English weight units - ounces, pounds, so forth. The USPS only accepts data in that form. No Newtons allowed, despite his gravitating and convenient units of measure.

I mention this necessity because I just discovered the USPS’s Click-N-Ship service, which allows me to purchase and print package shipping labels online. A previous attempt at doing this, some time ago, was met with the warning that it was for commercial/business use only. But, now, I can bypass the truly insane lunchtime lines at the post office and instead use that time to write my pleasant regards about the digitally-revamped postal service. Huzzah!

My adoration for the USPS has grown as of late, even to the point of buying bundles of stamps (when the lines are not so strenuous). Did you know that you can send practically any physical object through the USPS if you put enough (or more than enough) postage stamps on it? Really. Try it. Just remember that the USPS has rules against liquids and explosives, and that there are some girth restrictions (you don’t want to find out that your item is deemed “freight”). Just remember.

One, important caveat: if the object is shaped in some awkward fashion, it will take much longer for it to arrive. This is because you are stretching the patience of the USPS conveyor belt workers when your object jams all of their productivity. However, if your item is some clearly comical gesture, I’m sure they won’t mind the break in monotony.

Try it. Remember that you must have clear Send to and Return addresses, otherwise it will get the boot.

  
  Music: Rogue Wave, "Postage Stamp World"

the leap

Sunday, March 11th, 2007

Evidenced by the accelerated traffic and membership to online social networks as well as the increased monetization of such avenues, the internet has transformed everyone. Parts of America are still encapsulated from the effects until a new generation of iPod-toting teens demands broadband connectivity; since most of my point here ignores these rustic, “old-fashioned” neighborhoods, it is best to clear them from the expected demographic audience.

The internet has changed everything. My daily activities are based around a couple of items, namely my email and iCal events. My email directs nearly all of my moves outside of course blocks - the periods when I am free from such constraints are often accompianed with a sense of lightness. My iCal syncs with a handful of other community and academic-related calendars that update automatically and alert me of important to-dos. Without these chains around my neck, I could foreseeably live a much more relaxing life. Yet, the increased interactivity between me and internet is so commonplace now, that the absence of it would feel unnatural. It is not my immediate concern to argue the morals of such a statement, so they, too, will be left untouched.

People who have more time to spend are relentlessly attracted to networks like mySpace, facebook, Second Life, and so on. And, recently, these outlets are gaining commercial acceptance. As long as YouTube cleans up the unlicensed works on their site, the major networks are certainly willing to provide clips or full shows, assuming they can somehow procure a buck. So much human-to-human or human-to-group interaction takes place today that the term “social network” is now more frequently used in relation to internet-based networks.

The people in transition from internet-acute to internet-centric often undergo some level of perceptual shift. Even those currently internet-centric might be shocked to second-think their current relationship with the internet. The epiphany I speak of is that which occurs when you realize how important and viable are the interactions you have that are technology-based. Fifty years ago, 95% of meaningful human interaction took place on the face-to-face level. Today, friends communicate facebook-to-facebook, but the quality of message transmission is arguably diminished - of course, while the quantity of transmissions are astronomically greater. This shift of perspective - that my internet communications are just as important to my daily living as those taking place with other organic, human flesh - is having its heyday in America. The successful transition from internet-acute to internet-centric living is actually found in the equilibrium of prevalence.

An interesting balance occurs when humans interact with conflicting audio and visual signals, called the McGurk effect. By using the three sights & sounds of “ba”, “da”, and “ga”, an interesting combination appears. If people are asked to report what they heard and then are given an audio signal of “ba” while seeing “ga”, a great deal of their replies are not what you’d think. An enormous majority of people actually respond by saying they heard “da”, despite that stimulus not making an appearance at all in the test. The mind naturally balances the signals, trying to make the most coherent message available from conflicting sources.

Similarly, discovering a balance of internet-centric interaction and face-to-face interaction is important; equal, too, is the balance between technology-based interaction and organic-based interaction. Facebook to faces. Exercising to Xbox. Apples to Macs. An imbalance towards one side creates either a machine or a Johnny Bark.

Perhaps the greatest example of the modern-day balance between internet and organic interaction is YouTube. If all YouTube content was capped right now and not another frame of data could be added to the collection, I could literally spend three or four lifetimes browsing every second of video that is posted. The remarkable point is that the origins of these living images are organic. Apart from the select claymation creations, the content on YouTube is genuinelyyou.

A collaboration of flesh, mind, and silicon, the internet is revolutionizing our holistic association with the world around us. We heard about this revolution with general retailing in 1997, then with online music distribution in 2003, and today the revolution touches… us. It impossible to live in the mainstream America of today without finding a video on YouTube that you simply must share with some friends. It would be a shame to deny yourself and your friends the ability to keep in touch in real-time video-chatting over thousands of miles of distance. It would be cruel to think that the friends we make online are pseudo-friends or are somehow truly less capable of full feeling and being than those you see around you.

Take advantage of the internet and meet new people over that connection, keeping in mind the attainable and vitalizing equilibrium of tech-to-touch. Let McGurk work for you and, of course, keep up the great claymation.

  

neither mono nor tri pod-equipped

Thursday, March 8th, 2007

I am steadily looking at my NYC2 photos and realizing I was potentially too foolhardy to use lower film speed settings on the Rebel. With neither an IS lens to assist nor the aid of a tripod, I am afraid I prematurely pulled the lifeline on a basketfull of promising shots.

But, really, I haven’t learned a lesson from this. I have done it in the past and will do it more, I’m sure. Some of my favorite images are taken at the lowest possible film speeds for those circumstances, resulting in the least image grain possible and also in my adamant determination to underestimate my shaking hands.

However, regarding the shots from the Empire State Building, it was indescribably windy and freezing - I was hopeless given my bold but novice photographic skills.

Sulking in these image woes, I listen to Cash.

  
  Music: Johnny Cash, "The Streets of Laredo"

movie night every night

Wednesday, March 7th, 2007

My spring break plan for this semester was to relax in NYC, braving the cold that OBX-bound friends of mine ignorantly warned me of. But the joke was on them: my bitterly frozen heart beats little enough to not concern itself with actually warming my body, a phenomenom of which I am quite accustomed to.

I should admit, though, that I had to buy a hat because it was cold. After rubbing my nose with wool mittens all day, that olfactory-focused flesh was bright red by eveningtime yesterday, Tuesday.

As a last ditch effort to enjoy myself for my final NYC day, I went on foot all over Chinatown, basing my destinations on the recommendations of non-OBX-bound friends. Dragon Land Bakery was remarkable. The photo within the website I just linked shows the lady who selected the food I requested and her disposition in that image must be the state of her nerves before the shop opens. By the time I arrived, it took her a second of my thoughtful probing the baked goods’ names to become impatient with my rumination. Fresh Chinese sugar donuts are a hallucinogen - that good.

With some sweets in my belly, I walked from Walker St. to 34th St. for some Empire State elevation.

Until I get a chance to go through older photos first, I won’t update the Photos page with my NYC photos. But here are a few: #1, #2, #3, #4.

  
  Music: The Decemberists, "Shankill Butchers"

maybe they have a restroom

Monday, March 5th, 2007

The Fifth Avenue Apple Store is big and bustling. It just now sunk in with me that it is open 24 hours which must be numbing. I must admit, however, that the free WiFi is super snappy.

Today, I walked many miles, mainly in the Chinatown area. I would love to mention more of it, but I am currently enamored with the plethora of opportunities in this store that I am currently missing out on.

Now, I enjoy.