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I win!

Apparently, within the last two years, I've had three or four migraines. This is news to me. See, I never thought I got migraines -- which I'd been led to believe were mainly intense headaches with tunnel-vision -- until I stumbled upon an exact description of a puzzling phenomenon which had recently started afflicting me. I get the fun visual disturbances without any of the pain or misery of the rest of the migraine! Maybe I can somehow channel this new power creatively; or maybe not, as it seems to be pretty common, really.
At least it's got a fun name. Scintillating scotoma. Say it with me, now.
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Well, I suppose I ought to start shopping for black turtlenecks, now that the Cult of Steve has sunk its icy white plastic talons into my soul and forced me to order a shiny powerbook.
Also, I shall need suggestions for hipster accessories.
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I am not a scientist.

I get these silly ideas stuck in my head, and everything just snowballs from there. I was trying to figure out quantum probability wave stuff, and it struck my dull programmery brain how similar it seems to branch-prediction. And now I can't not freaking picture it as such.

Another image I can't get out of my head is the entire universal spacetime loaf as an artfully extruded multidimensional paperweight.

Damnit popsci-fluff-media, you know I loves you, why you make me gots to hit you.
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Books!

After hearing about it for quite some time, from such varied sources as my friends to Douglas Hofstadter, I fairly impulsively bought a copy of the Codex Seraphinianus the other day.

It was somewhat pricey, but I don't regret it at all! It's pure absurdist fun, in a big fat book.



I'll try to put more pictures up soon.
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    ecstatic ecstatic
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Eye Candy

The Cremaster Cycle is a crazy artsy thing that's taken nine years to make, and involves hours upon hours upon more hours of video. I just watched the 31 minute climax of one of the five installments. It's certainly interesting, all full of weird guggenheimness and rich with absurd imagery; however, I do not feel that my life will be somehow empty if I don't get to see the remaining hours and hours and hours sometime.

More digestible, and certainly more bang-per-buck, is the Directors Label collection of videos. I've only watched the Spike Jonze volume so far -- but it's a load of fun, and the other two look to hold even more amazing promises.

Also, I still can't stop laughing at this little oddity, from Eric Fensler.
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    Mutato Muzika Orchestra -- Hey Jude
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Chhh, chhh, chh.

Apparently, I am now 'Swiper', from 'Dora the Explorer'. At least, according to the gaggle of wee children who just swarmed gigglingly by my office.

Personally, I don't see the resemblance.

I suppose there are worse things one could be deemed to be by children, though.
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So, I get 100 geek points for visiting jwz's DNA Lounge just because I wanted to see it, but minus 99 of those points because I did not post this entry from the web terminals scattered around. Overall, I was let down; it's really more of a bar type of place than I was expecting. Odd mix of crowdfolk, too. The backroom would've been interesting, if it wasn't quite so piercingly loud and had opened up sooner than two hours before the place shut down. Ohwell.
Got to drive my somewhat inebriated friends home in one of their's lexus, which is nice and cushy and its seats make my butt toastywarm with the press of a button, but I still like my audi better.
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    generic 'techno' with too many breakdowns