Minecraft is HOT

okay so it seems the new HOT game out there is Minecraft.  It is at a steal for 13 dollars.  you mine a world you create to build whatever you want.  Maybe you want a pleasant farm with some cows, or maybe you want to create a giant fully function computer.  I have seen diagrams of how a computer processor works and have a vague idea of how adding machines work.  But this blows my mind away.

We got a runner

NO! Don't go in there! You don't have to die! No one has to die at 30! You could live! LIVE! Live, and grow old! I've seen it! She's seen it!

From Logan's Run we have masterfully crafted lego scenes.  Enjoy.


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And I wandered lonely as a cloud.

Daffodils

 I wandered lonely as a cloud

 That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

 When all at once I saw a crowd,

 A host, of golden daffodils;

 Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

 Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

 Continuous as the stars that shine

 And twinkle on the milky way,

 They stretched in never-ending line

 Along the margin of a bay:

 Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

 Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

 The waves beside them danced; but they

 Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

 A poet could not but be gay,

 In such a jocund company:

 I gazed--and gazed--but little thought

 What wealth the show to me had brought:

 For oft, when on my couch I lie

 In vacant or in pensive mood,

 They flash upon that inward eye

 Which is the bliss of solitude;

 And then my heart with pleasure fills,

 And dances with the daffodils.

-- William Wordsworth

Maybe one of my favorite Wordsworth poems.  There are so many lines in this poem I really like.  The bliss of solitude is the chance to think and remember.  I also like the whole idea of wandering lonely as a cloud.  I can imagine myself, indeed I have done so, where you walk around with no intent in mind and just discover something new.  It is fun.

Fan of the Walking Dead

This is a fan made video for an upcoming show called The Walking Dead.  It looks marvelous.  He took pictures from the comic, did some creative editing work and BAM fan made zombie trailer.  If you have any interest in zombies you should watch this trailer and the show.  It is based on a super sweet comic.  And by super sweet I of course me incredibly unspeakably Tragically sad and depressing.  Enjoy.


THE WALKING DEAD "Opening Titles" from Daniel Kanemoto on Vimeo.

Science, your fucking scarry sometimes.

Potassium chlorate and red Gummy bears makes death.  I mean put that in a bomb.  A Gummy bear bomb.

Lola is greedy and I love it

I totally dig this video.  I love the look and feel of it.  I thin kit is also because there are scenes where she is a pin up girl and I just really like pin up girls from the 50s.



The Satin Dollz in "Whatever Lola Wants" from Dan Blank on Vimeo.

It is Tropetastic!

This video is awesome.  I love it.  I have watched it more times then what is healthy.  I am telling you I am sick.  It is filled with all the video game tropes of old and new games.  It is face paced with break-neck action.  The Evil looking guy is trying to move onto the next level of game play and become 3D, and he is doing so by harming some sort of game angel.  And our hero comes in to save the day in one last final bid of glory.  Watch it and enjoy.

Time Lapse Stars

I really should buy a telescope.

They got that wall dirty.

It is just irresponsible really.  You should not dance on the walls.  If you come to my home and dance like that you better clean up the shoe marks.  Because that is just not cool.

Innovation

This is a fun write up about a theory on human innovation.  Check it out.

Monty Python, you guys are silly

The Philosopher's Drinking Song

 Immanuel Kant was a real pissant

      who was very rarely stable.

 Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar

      who could think you under the table.

 David Hume could out consume

      Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,

 And Wittgenstein was a beery swine

      who was just as sloshed as Schlegel.

 There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya

     'bout the raisin' of the wrist.

 Socrates himself was permanently pissed.

 John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,

     after half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.

 Plato, they say, could stick it away,

      'alf a crate of whiskey every day!

 Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle,

      and Hobbes was fond of his Dram.

 And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart:

      "I drink, therefore I am."

 Yes, Socrates himself is particularly missed;

 A lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed.

-- Monty Python

The poem speaks for itself.  It is both fun and witty.  What it doesn't say however is that a few trips to a bar can probably get you some decent education about philosophy.  And that is the message I would want everyone to know.

A short poem tonight.

All You who Sleep Tonight

 All you who sleep tonight

 Far from the ones you love,

 No hand to left or right

 And emptiness above -

 Know that you aren't alone

 The whole world shares your tears,

 Some for two nights or one,

 And some for all their years.

-- Vikram Seth

There are not a lot of poems that I will go out of my way to memorize.  And while a short poem like this is perhaps easy to remember, it is not without effort.  I cann't say why it captures me the way it does.  What is more is I have a few Vikram Seth poems laying about in my collection of collected poems.  I never noticed it until now.  I will probably post a few more.

No post

I am not posting anything today.  Because I am lazy, and that is just the way it is going to be.  Deal with it.

still not posting.

that is right.  I am still not posting.

Futurism for book nerds

Usually when I think engage in futuristic thinking I imagine the human race enslaved by machines riding cloned zombie dinosaurs.  It could happen!  But other people imagine nice things and see it helps to calm me.  Here is a few ideas for books in the future.  The first 2 are interesting social networking and data parsing ideas.  The second looks like an altered reality program.  Check it out.


The Future of the Book. from IDEO on Vimeo.

A short one for you

First Fig

My candle burns at both ends;

It will not last the night;

But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--

It gives a lovely light!

-- Edna St Vincent Millay

There are poems, or rather verses that I steal and find places to use in common conversation.  It makes me sound smart or creative, when I am really just a thief.  That is a honest confession, that will I regret someday.  Anyway I plan to steal this poem, its imagery, and words.  I will steal it and use it sometime in passing.  I hope you enjoy it too.

I would also like to say I have heard the expression "to burn the candle at both ends" I am not sure to whom I should owe that credit.  This poem is just a flowery extension of that simple idiom.  What really makes this poem pop is that last line, and I will always remember it.

Why did no one tell me sooner!

Someone explain to me why no one informed me of this sooner.  This video looks amazing.  That snake thing looks like an army of robot people that formed to make a giant snake.  And why is there always so much dancing in Indian movies.  Wait don't tell me I don't care, I want to see, and I just don't care.  Check out the video and be amazed.

War, War never changes

A simple rubber band can become a weapon of WAR, in the right hands.  I feel like anyone who has worked in an office long enough has probably either been hit by, or shot one of these.  Possible both.  But as human beings are constantly building new glories, they make new horrors.  I present you with the rubber band Gatling gun.  Of course it would not end there.  This video shows a future that may just come to past if we as office workers don't learn to live with one another.

logophilia

Pretty Words

 Poets make pets of pretty, docile words:

 I love smooth words, like gold-enamelled fish

 Which circle slowly with a silken swish,

 And tender ones, like downy-feathered birds:

 Words shy and dappled, deep-eyed deer in herds,

 Come to my hand, and playful if I wish,

 Or purring softly at a silver dish,

 Blue Persian kittens fed on cream and curds.

 I love bright words, words up and singing early;

 Words that are luminous in the dark, and sing;

 Warm lazy words, white cattle under trees;

 I love words opalescent, cool, and pearly,

 Like midsummer moths, and honied words like bees,

 Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.

-- Elinor Wylie

As a nerd I have many loves.  I also have many hatreds, but I will not delve into that right now.  For right now I will simply focus on the pleasant.  I would also like to say will a little help of google I found someone who made a blog devoted to words they like.  Words that bring them special joy.  I invite you to go to this site for a journey in the seedy pornographic underworld of logophilia.