My arms are still sore from my first violin experience last night. That, and I'm still wavering on whether I'd like to focus on piano first or violin (or for giggles, both).

A little more Star Trek for us all: Transparent Aluminum!

"A keyboard! How quaint..."

--Montgomery "Scotty" Scott

Kubrick had it right; images from space are best viewed in stark silence. That includes shutting ambient noise sources off (fans, a/c, the cat, TV).

Forgive my momentary geeking out as a model railroader, but I've got the following thought to pass on...

Rest in Peace, John Armstrong, (1921-2004)

Alright people. Let's organize to form a new field of engineering; evolutionary engineering.

ATL's network went AWOL Thursday evening. We are only now getting it back online. Why is it that the AI lab's drive shares are the only ones not damaged? Suspicious, if you ask me.

Danni and I went to IKEA last night to pick up a sofa and a new bag of hardware for one of their chairs. You probably know the chair; it's that nifty Poäng Chair! When we purchased the chair last week, it turned out to have none of the hardware we needed to assemble it. So, we went to get a new bag of the requisite hardware and a sofa. We came ( Read more... )

There's just something about the "amen" at the termination of Lacrymosa from Mozart's Requiem, that induces the tiny hairs on the back of my neck and scalp, to stand on-end.

Gossip bad, people! Gossip very bad! You may want to play with fire instead ( Read more... )

It would seem that I only tend to write things of any degree of depth when things are bad (check out my Thought Stream for what I mean). I'd like to try to rectify that given that I do enjoy writing from time-to-time. Things have been streaming in-and-out of my head a great deal recently. It's rather unfortunate that if I were to write about any ( Read more... )