Assuming the current rate of increase in processing power computers eventually will get to the point where they would be able to calculate a human mind (or non human mind for that matter). Initially computers wont be able to render them in real time. It may be the case that it could take something like two weeks to render 1 second of relative time in the simulation for something as complex as a human brain. Exploring what AI could do with this kind of processing power is very interesting but let's focus specifically on the emulation of human minds now and not the creation of artificial intelligence.
People who could possibly get their brains scanned might be early candidates that would be willing to live in a simulation that runs so slowly. Even though it would seem slow to the outside world, there would be two consolations. One is that relative to others in the simulation, time would flow normally. It might take many weeks or months for the simulacrum to have any kind of conversation with a human, but they would all be able to talk to each other at a normal rate so nothing would seem out of the ordinary.
The other would be the promise of faster computers. Computers keep increasing in speed year over year and there seems to be no end in sight. A lot of people talk about Moore's law hitting an atomic level, but I don't believe that will be an issue. We've already moved to multi cores. Just like there was once very few transistors on CPU compared to today, eventually there will be million or billions of CPU's in a single computer. We are network computers together and can use multiple computers to do computations on a single project.
As computer speeds increase eventually the simulacrum will be running in real time, able to have conversations with people in the real world. Eventually computers could be running so fast the simulacrum will be running faster than people in real life. Eventually it might be twice as fast, four times as fast, etc. From the perspective of the simulacrum the real world will become slower and slower. Scientists in the simulated world will make more progress in theoretical physics, mathematics, biology, and other fields which can be relayed the real world. Perhaps giving them new ideas for material design or inventions that could be implemented in the real world to create faster processors to further speed up their world creating a feedback loop of innovation.
Experiments would still need to be done in the real world, at least until a grand unified theory of the universe is discovered and experiments in the simulation would be just like those done in real life as at that point it would simply be a matter of crunching numbers.
As the processing speed increases the virtual world would provide a lopsided contribution to society. Imagine if the virtual world were moving at 100 years for every day of real world time. There would be a steady high volume flow of scientific theories. Scientists in the real world wouldn't be able to keep up with all the revelations. Musicians, movie makes, novelists would still be working in the simulation but the real world would be getting music hits the like of which aren't heard but every 100 years on a daily basis. Imagine one day the full collection of Bach comes out, then Mozart, then The Beatles, then Michael Jackson. Everyday a new novel greater than any in history previously would come out.
Would people in the real world be in a constant state of amazement at all the art being produced or would their expectations increase so literature, film and music of the highest order is what is needed to keep them entertained at that point. I would guess the later would be the case as a game of marbles seemed to be adequate entertainment in the past and now video games provide much more stimulation.
From the perspective inside the simulation the real world would slow down to a stand still. They would see people in the real world as something like mountains, they would know they move but on comparatively geological time scales. Even though in a certain sense the people in the real world would no longer become a factor in the interaction of people, their world would still be completely reliant on them as caretakers. Maintaining the computer systems, electrical grids, preventing asteroid impacts, etc.
As people die they would likely be scanned and added into the simulations so it would become a kind of after life. Because of the difference in speed, people entering the simulated world would be a much less common event than a child being born int he real world. If you have a fully functional simulation you could have children born to purely simulated entities, being an intelligent perfect replication of a human but having only ever existed in a simulation.
If you had simulation that was hybrid, there would be great benefits. Assuming a 100% accurate simulation that exactly mirrors physics in the real world, you would have the chance of injury, aging, etc. If you use the physics but augmented other systems, like daily backups of each entity, safeguards against injury where terminal velocity from a fall would be a not harmful impact on the ground. You could make modifications to DNA, try it out for a while, and revert back if it doesn't go well. Although simulacrums might initially have a world that closely resembles the world they are comfortable with, as time goes on I suspect more and more modifications would be implemented improving their reality. After hundreds of years it might be unrecognizable to the real world. Imagine houses like Tardises (For those of you unfamiliar with Dr Who, houses that are bigger on the inside) You could have an apartment building but behind each door could be miles of house, with mountain ranges, etc, all available to each resident of the apartment building.
Instead of playing first person shooters you could really be running down a map and if you die, you are simply re-instantiated at the beginning of the map with all your memories.
Sometimes I get too caught up in social media, and I've noticed it makes me feel bad. I bought a tent recently and had been thinking about camping. I thought about what it would be like to have no phone or technology or anything from a day or two while camping. It seemed like it might be a good mental reset. Maybe on Sunday I would do no technology the whole day, but that seemed ridiculous when I woke up in the morning.
I finally decided to just set a timer for an hour in the evening and do no technology for that hour. No Facebook, Instagram, etc. I didn't have the rules laid out firmly in my head but I had a general idea. A lose interpretation was I could use no technology that didn't exist before the year 2000. I didn't have to be a stickler for that as long as it was in the spirit. For instance listening to a podcast on my headphones was the same as a radio.
I sat on my bed and read for a little while, then I picked up the guitar and started learning how to play a new song by memory which I hadn't done for years. I also did something I hadn't done in a very long time, I just sat on my bed and did nothing but think for a little while. Maybe 10 minutes. I didn't have anything to distract me, and it occurred to me, sitting and doing nothing for a few minutes was something that I used to do all the time in my youth. It was an old familiar experience I hadn't had in a very long time. I felt like I was a kid again.
I felt like I was on some kind of mini vacation. It was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I didn't have to worry about anything happening on social media, or if there were any new Instagram posts to look at.
The next night I set the timer for two hours. The next night 4 hours. As the week went by I got really excited everyday for my 6pm-10pm block.
The kinds of things I eliminate during this period are any activity that I don't have the ability to complete. So clicking on Youtube videos endlessly, Instagram, Facebook, Tik Tok, etc. Catching up with movies, finishing books, tv shows, practicing instruments, writing, etc. This is where I dedicate my time during this period. I would consider myself to be a very light user of social media in general, but even so there is some part of my brain that always has a passing interest. I've also spent more time calling friends, making interesting new recipes, etc.
You ever wonder how you're going to spend your time when you retire? Gardening? Reading? You can do it tonight. If you don't allocate a time to get all those things you've always wanted to do you wont get them done. My schedule has become Mon-Thurs 6pm-10pm.
I was determined to leave on Friday. I hadn't gotten everything I needed done in the house, but being away from my kids for so long, and the 12 hour work days were getting to me. Fortunately my neighbor happened to be a handyman so I could just pay him to take care of the few things I had left.
I left on Friday, a bit later than I had anticipated, and was headed to Tampa, a four hour trip. I was going to see my Aunt & Uncle. It's interesting how there is no word for aunt and uncle as one unit. Everything else has a non gender specific word for multiple relatives, parents, cousins, siblings. Anyway due to some communication problems I couldn't get in touch with them so I decided to head to downtown Tampa. I realized once I got there I had been to Tampa many times in my life to visit relatives but I'd never actually seen the city. A couple of people I hung out with at the cigar lounges in Miami recommended a steak restaurant, Bern's Steakhouse. I didn't realize I should have made reservations a week in advance, so I figured I'd check another place out.
I went to a couple others restaurants near by, hoping I could get something, at least a seat at the bar, but every place was packed. People were over Covid apparently here and everyone was out. I called my cousins for recommendations and ended up having dinner with them. Good food and good wine. Feels like an appreciation of good wine runs in the family. After visiting my relatives, having a good cigar and discovering one of my new favorite scotches (Lagavulin 16), I began to head north.
After a few hours I got to try my new Bon Voy App (This is not an advertisement). I decided since I was staying at so many hotels on this trip, I might as well sign up to a rewards program. On the way to Miami from Seattle, the nicest hotel I was at was a Marriot, so I decided to go with them. They have an app that can locate hotels and rates. When you get tired of driving you can see what's in the area and book before you get there. I ended up getting dinner a bit outside of Tallahassee at a bar. Zero precautions were being taken because Covid. I got some wings and some BBQ. The BBQ was ok, the wings I regretted buying both because I didn't have enough room for them and I didn't think they were good quality.
My hotel had a very nice room with a couch and a computer desk. The next morning while brushing my teeth I noticed a large upsetting black mark on my tongue. In the middle of the night I had woken up with my mouth completely dried out. I must have slept with my mouth open for a long time because it felt like sandpaper when I closed. I wasn't sure if this might have something that could have been there a while and hadn't noticed so I went to a walk in clinic in the area. The doctor wasn't very good at reassuring me it wasn't cancer instead of a blood blister something less serious so I was a bit nervous. She told me to keep an eye on it and make sure it didn't get any bigger over the next few days.
After that I drove to New Orleans, and found a restaurant called Cochon which means pig in French. I got deep fried alligator in a Cajun sauce with mint, a pork belly with spicy mustard and honey, and a bacon and fried oyster sandwich. All of which were delicious if not a little painful to eat with my tongue. After eating I looked in my car rear view mirror and saw the blood blister had popped, which was a huge relief. Not only was freaking me out, but it was unsightly.
I was originally planning on staying in New Orleans for the night, but because I didn't leave in the morning initially, all the cities I planned on staying at night at, I was getting to around lunch time, which means at dinner time I was staying in random cities of less cultural significance.
The next day I made it to Austin Texas. I had never been here before and was pretty excited to try some BBQ. I had looked up the best BBQ places to go ahead of time but unfortunately I didn't realize they don't open until Friday or Thursday and are only open for a couple of days. I plan on going back to Austin and some point to check out more of city. It's more than you can take in with just one stop for lunch. I did find a place called Terry Black’s BBQ, and went there for lunch. Got an assortment of meats, and the brisket was the best I've ever had. Moist, tender. They didn't do much rub or sauce or anything like that, it was just about how perfectly it was cooked. They of course had sauce you could put on afterwards, but I definitely need more Texas brisket in my life. I've seen heard or seen the place mentioned randomly a few times as being one of the best places in Austin.
After that I headed west to El Paso to try the Mexican food. I saw some signs on the way advertising a cave that wasn't too far off the highway so I decided to go on one of the tours. I had never been in a real cave before. This one went hundreds of feet underground and the tour took about 2 hours. It was a pretty interesting experience. I got a sense of claustrophobia just as we started to descend but that quickly disappeared. It ended up being one of the best experiences on the trip, very beautiful and amazing that there were stalagmites that had formed over millions of years. During one part of the tour they said there used to be a beautiful formation that resembled a butterfly but one side of the wings were broken off. Some college student had broken it off and put it in his backpack. They discovered who had done it and when they went to arrest him he threw the formation in a river. He now has to pay millions of dollars to the owners of the cave over his lifetime.
It's amazing how nature can take millions of years to create something beautiful and some asshole just takes a second to destroy it for everyone.
One of the coolest things about the cave is when they turn the lights off, you are in true 100% darkness, the nearest sunlight is through hundreds of feet of solid rock. What's even cooler is the material in the cave the stalagmites are made out of, absorb some light, and when you turn the lights off for a few minutes they have a green-blue glow.
I ended up getting a hotel in some town that was really just a glorified highway exit. Mcdonald was the fanciest restaurant they had.
El Paso had a very interesting look to it. The rent and price of houses there was incredibly low. I googled the best Mexican food in El Paso, got there early and took a walk while I waited for the place to open for lunch. El Paso has a good feeling to it, definitely not a rich feeling, but kind of gives me a similar vibe to certain parts of Miami. Lunch was pretty good. I was hoping the place would blow me away with some kind of Mexican food I had never experiences far away from the border, but it's pretty much the same kind of stuff you can get everywhere. At some point I will have to go to Mexico City and see what it's like there.
Next I went to Phoenix. I called the hotel and asked them if that was a good place to go for entertainment. They said they were in downtown and there wasn't much to do but that I should go to Scottsdale, so I booked a hotel there and headed over. The first thing I noticed when I got to Phoenix is how clean it is. It's like they have a lawn service they hire for the whole city. Maybe it has to do with that dry desert air that nothing gets moldy, but it's like being in Disney World, where all the trees and bushes are perfectly pruned.
The second thing you notice is how hot it is. At 9pm at night it was in the 90's. It was a good heat though. That dry heat you hear so much about. I think 100 in Phoenix is more comfortable than Miami at 80.
I started walking around the neighborhood near the hotel and trying to find good stuff. I asked a group of people walking down the sidewalk if they lived there and knew where a good place to eat was. They said the Tiki Bar just a block away was great. I talked to them for a bit and then went to the bar which was very good. After that I googled to see if there was a cigar bar around the area, and there was. It was about 20 minutes away walking and very large. They had a huge scotch collection which was great, and comfortable leather seats. I felt lucky I found such a nice place. I hung out there for a while and enjoyed a nice cigar and a great scotch and then took an Uber back to the hotel. I definitely want to go back to Phoenix and check out more the of the city.
Next morning I woke up, got breakfast at the hotel and headed north to one of the most anticipated stops on my trip, the Grand Canyon.
The Grand Canyon is truly in the middle of no where. It's like a 4 hour drive from Phoenix through the desert. There is a little town based around Grand Canyon tourism right before you enter the park. One of the interesting things about visiting places you see all the time on TV or in photos, is they always just show the Grand Canyon, you never know the little things, like what the drive up there is like, what the air feels like, how many people are looking around, etc. You'd get the impression when you get there you are by yourself, and just pull over to the side of the road to check it out, but there's parking lots and tons of people around.
There's a long wait where you pay to get in. It's interesting because it's not something you can see until you're right on it, so even after getting through the gates, driving to the parking lot, getting out of the car and walking towards the canyon, it was still a mystery what it looked like in real life. Finally I saw it as I walked to the edge. It was definitely amazing, beautiful. I thought of what it must have been like for people heading through the deserts for whatever reason to just stumble upon one of the Wonders of the World. It didn't give me any kind of spiritual experience from realizing my place in the universe, but it was good.
Unfortunately I had to drive about an hour south from the Canyon before I could get back on a highway to head north and get me back towards home.
The drive north to Utah was one of the most amazing parts of the trip. The Arizona desert is red with interesting mountain formations that you don't see anywhere else. On top of that it is desolate. The most desolate place I've ever been through. Hours of driving without seeing a house or a person. It felt like going for a drive on another planet. It's a drive I would like to make again one day.
I finally stopped at a town called Page, on the very north of Arizona. It was a small town, first gaining population when many workers built a dam right next to it, which was quite a spectacle. Nothing I had planned on visiting, but I pulled over at Glen Canyon Dam. Now the drive north had a bit of civilization in it. I headed north through prairies, every once in a while I would see a ranch on the side of the road. It was interesting to me that people lived so far out here by themselves with the next ranch being many miles down the road. I feel like I could imaging living there for a little bit, but I never feel happy living outside of a major city. Seems like the kind of place you could visit to write your novel in isolation.
It started getting dark and I was driving through the most winding mountain road I've ever been on that wasn't a small dirt road. It produced a good amount of anxiety in me as I made my way though. I was able to get a glimpse of the sky which was amazing. In the city the sky looks like black with specific dots of light for stars, but out here it was a textured canvas of stars, milky way. Thousands and thousands of stars blending together. At some point I need to go camping in a place as far away from the city lights as this and really appreciate it without having to worry about keeping one eye on the road on a mountain highway.
Finally I got a hotel in some town I can't remember the name of, slept a few hours and got up early the next day. I was about 4 hours from Salt Lake City at this point. I had planned on spending some time there, but at this point the combination of time I had been on the road, and how close the end seemed made me just want to get it over with. I stopped for breakfast at a little place I found via Google, and moved on. I will explore the salt flats, and the great salt lake another trip. I headed up into Idaho, though a lot of rolling hills, beautiful, but creepy in a way being so far from civilization. There isn't much down there at all. It's quite a difference driving through the east side of the continent vs the west. In the east you're never more than a couple hours from a well known town, but in the west you see nothing but land for hours.
Finally I went to Boise, stopped at a little Russian restaurant that had very good reviews from Google and headed through the mountains finally back to Seattle at around 11pm. I did 18 hours of driving on that day, far more than any other.
I have 3 more possible road trips I want to do in the future, from Miami all the way 95 until I get to Maine, from Seattle to Alaska, and down to South America.
I recently went on a big road trip from Seattle to Miami. I needed to clear all the stuff out of my father's house and there were a lot of things I wanted to keep from my childhood or stuff I had been storing in Miami for years. I spent about $130 a month for more than 10 years on a storage unit. I finally moved all that stuff to my dad's house a couple years ago.
I thought long and hard about whether is made more sense to fly down and spend a bunch of money shipping everything back to Seattle or drive down and pack my car up with stuff and drive back. I calculated gas and hotel bills, vs the fact that I wouldn't need to Uber or rent a car while I was in Miami for probably a month. After they numbers came out close to even I realized, of course I should drive. This presents me with an experience it would be hard to do again. I drove from Miami to Seattle when I moved there 12 or 13 years ago. The drive gave me more memories per day than anything I have done since. Central BBQ in Memphis I still think about, they had some damn good ribs. The best actually. I consider the whole trip a great experience even though I got very sick right at the start of the drive and had to stop by a hospital in Boise Idaho because my eyes became very badly infected. When I drove through the snow covered valleys with one lone black line of road going through the middle at night my blurry eyes made it seem like I was in a dream.
I decided to take a separate route this time, I was going to keep north and then head south at Milwauki. I left Saturday morning and had a pretty good idea of what my path would be, but I didn't want to commit to any specific time schedule or towns. I did a trip like that through California a while back where every hotel was booked in advance and it became a grind knowing we had to get to specific cities by the end of the day.
I decided to play a little game a long the way and google the best hamburger in every city. My first stop was Spokane Washington. The first thing you notice entering Spokane is almost every building is made out of red bricks and they are all ugly as hell. I stopped at Michiginburger and had a pretty good hamburger. They were all about grinding their own meats, and had a bunch of sausages on the menu as well. It had a thick patty cooked perfectly. The neighborhoods reminded of something you'd see in a movie.
Next I headed to Misoula Montana. In my GPS I just entered Misoula, and I followed it all the way which took me to the center of downtown. After getting out of Eastern Washington through the top tip of Idaho, Montana was just beautiful huge mountains. It made me realize Montana probably means mountain country, which I looked up just now and confirmed. It's hours and hours of driving through mountains, very little cities and a few beautiful lakes here and there.
Misoula was not at all what I expected a city in Montana to look like. I envisioned a bunch of old bars, mills, some diners but It was a pretty modern looking, happening place. It had one big strip with most of the restaurants, a lot of them looked interesting. I am thankful google exists on our phone now so you don't just have to take a gamble that the place your going to eat at is good. I went to Holiday inn to get a room but they were sold out, the next closest hotel was the Marriot which was quite a step up in price, but also in quality. I got a beautiful room with a fridge, huge bathroom, stove, etc. I realized my original budget was going to be blown very quickly.
It was right in the middle of all the restaurants and stuff on the strip. I realized it's worth the extra money to be right where the action is and not have to drive in. When I had to have my house tented I got an AirBNB for a couple nights right in Brickell Miami, and just being able to go down the elevator, walk a block and go to an amazing Argentinian restaurant, then walk another block and relax in a cigar lounge made me realize what a luxury a good hotel location was.
So that's what I did here, just went down, found a bar that had good reviews and ate there. I was going to go to one of the many restaurants but it seems standard for restaurants in Misoula to close at 8pm and I went out looking for a place to eat at about 7:40pm. The bars were open until 2am however so I went there got a delicious crab slider and a lamb slider, a few scotches and watched the UFC that night. After smoking a cigar on a bench on a path with a beautiful view I went to bed.
The next morning I was off, the logical place to stop and get lunch was Billings, which is the largest city in the state. I didn't think that meant much as all the cities were so small, but when I got there it was a legit big city with urban sprawl and everything except a well defined downtown with skyscrapers. I stopped at Mooyah which had a very high rating for burgers. It was a chain, but it had probably the best burger I tried the whole trip. Just a good smash burger with a special sauce. After getting a coffee and getting gas I kept driving east, not really exploring Billings at all.
At this point the unending landscape coming at me made me think of simulation theory. It felt like being in a video game that was just generating random mountains and landscape for hours and hours. I felt like I was getting a real sense for how large this planet really is.
Next stop was Rapid City South Dakota. I stopped at a Texas Roadhouse and got a pretty decent steak with mushrooms and onions, a beer and a scotch. There were two other guys at the bar, all of them on their way to somewhere else. One guy had just come from Washington and was making his way to Ft Meyers, almost the exact same trip as me, the other was heading to some city for work, I forget what he did for work. The next big city is Sioux Falls which was about 7.5 hours away which apparently made it the last stop of the day for many people traveling east through that area. Another good feature of Rapid City is it's located about 45 minutes from Mt Rushmore which was something I wanted to make sure I saw on this trip.
I stayed at a reasonable hotel and got up the next morning to see Mt Rushmore. On the way, there is a whole town right before you get to Rushmore cashing in on the fact that everyone who passes through is there to see Mt Rushmore. I drove past all that, and got to the mountain. You can see it off in the distance at first. It's an interesting feeling seeing something you've seen so many times in photographs throughout your whole life for the first time in real life.
Once you get very close you can park and walk up to an observation area. It was interesting how many people from other countries were there considering it's iconic of America and pretty deep in the middle of the country, but the crowd was very diverse. After seeing it you realize little details that aren't translated through pictures. Washington's eyes in particular had a very deep piercing quality to them. Another thing I realized is that depending on what time of day you got there, you'd see a slightly different version of it because of the shadows would be at different angles.
I was probably there for 20 minutes, but after staring at something for so long, no matter how iconic there isn't much else to be gleaned from it. On my way to Sioux falls, I had to get an oil change but there were no Jiffy Lubes which is my usual place so I went to a Valvoline. I waited in the car while they changed the oil and replaced my break light researching the best burger place to go to. There were several lists from my Google search and what I generally look for is a place that is mentioned on two different "Best Hamburger places in ..." lists. Sickies Garage kept showing up and I asked the guy changing my oil where the best place was to get a hamburger in the area. He said Sickes without hesitation which is the confirmation I was looking for.
I sat down had a beer and ordered their signature burger, which was topped with pork and a fried egg. I took pleasure in the fact that I was getting three animals with each bite.
After that I just drove east until I got tired, and found a hotel for $60 bucks a night. This would make for what I spent on the Marriott in Misoula, but it was not worth it. The place did not feel clean, when I laid in bed I felt a rock between the bed sheet and the mattress. I spent about an hour killing all the flies in the room because I couldn't stand the thought of them landing on me when I was sleeping, and when I laid down on the bed I got asthma which lasted my entire stay in the room. I have no idea what was causing it. I woke up and got the hell out of there first thing in the morning and made my way to Milwauke.
I've always wanted to visit Milwaukee for some reason, it might just be the sound of the name. It was one of the cities I was certainly going to stay at on this trip. I went to a place call AJ Bombers, it had a good burger with heavy onions, but I saw the fried cheese curds on the menu and being in Wisconsin, a place most known for cheese, I decided I had to give them a try and they did not disappoint, they were the best friend cheese curds I've ever had. I asked the guy serving me what is good to do in the area so he gave me a list of bars/clubs/restaurants he wrote down for me. He told me to go to the Bronze Fonz, which I did, and happened to be about 2 minutes away from where I was. It also happened to be right on the river in downtown so I walked around there for a little bit and then headed to Starbucks to see if I could get some work done.
I asked the Barista where to go and she give me the name of a place on a strip. I then found an Irish themed hotel a few blocks away with an Irish pub in the bottom. I went there. It was a good price room and it had a Jacuzzi in it which was great. I did some more work in my hotel room and then around 6 I went down to the bar, asked if I could order a Guiness and take it back to my room and put it on my hotel bill which I could which was great.
Then I finished up work and got a Macallan 12 and he poured me what I would normally consider a triple. I then walked off to the place the girl from Starbucks told me about which was about 7 block away. It was a long strip of restaurants, had a similar vibe to Fremont in Seattle. After walking down the strip a bit I went to a Italian place called Dorsia and had Duck Carbanara which was amazing, asked the bartender to get my whatever the last person had which was a double rum and coke. Then I got a bourbon which was like a triple. Apparently they don't fuck around with their alcohol in Milwaukee.
I walked down and found a cigar lounge which was great, and I just sat outside and smoked while watching people walk by, and listening to the people at the table next to me debate over who was better, Trump or Biden. Surprisingly they didn't resolve the issue.
I went back to the hotel, went to sleep, then about 4 hours later I woke up thirsty as often happens, but I had a terrible thought. Did I forget to bring the keys to my dad's house? I leaned over and looked in my computer bag and confirmed they were not there. I wasn't able to fall back asleep as I was stressed about arriving in Miami with no place to stay. I thought about trying to get one of my roommates to get into my room and find the key and Fedex it over night to one of my friends in Miami, but then I'd have to Fedex a key to my room to them, then pay for another overnight which is $50.00 each way. Also I wasn't keen on people searching through all my stuff for a key. I decided the best thing to do was get a Locksmith to come and get me in and re-do my lock so I'd have a key. So forgetting the key ended up being a $160 mistake. I wondered what would have happened if I had discovered this 8 hours in to my trip, would I have turned back to the key?
Next destination was Indianapolis. I did a bit of research on foods it was famous for which was a fried pork sirloin sandwich. Apparently you can't get these kind of sandwiches anywhere but Indianapolis, so I found the best place to get one. Steer-In, which was a diner. On the way there I saw a sign for a White Castle. I'd never been to one before, and had no idea they were around these parts. I made a quick turn off the off ramp and went to the mythical White Castle. Harald and Kumar go to White Castle, the Beastie Boys's many references. This was a huge check off my bucket list, which I had no idea I would check off on this trip. I got the double slider, a fries and a coke. It was remarkably like the frozen ones I'd tried in the grocery store, but still delicious in it's own unhealthy way. It's a mystery how they pack so many calories into something so un-filling. The fries and the coke filled me up though.
Now I was only about 40 minutes from Indianapolis and I still really wanted to try that pork sandwich, which I did but I was at gastrointestinal capacity. Being full as hell, drank too much the night before, and on 4 hours sleep, I decided to forget Louisville and just get a hotel after a few more hours of driving. I found a nice place and there was a BBQ place next to it calling Rubbing Butts which I felt obligated to go to because of the name. This ended up being the first and only cuisinel disappointment of the trip. I got a brisket sandwich which was way too tough, and broccoli as a side that seemed like it had just been microwaved.
The night I got a cigar and hung out in the parking lot and watched all the fireflies blinking in the distance and right in front of me on occasion.
Next stop was Nashville. From what I could find Peg Leg Porker was the best BBQ place in Nashville, which surprisingly didn't have any BBQ places on any national lists of best BBQ. I skipped breakfast in order to make sure I could fully enjoy their offerings, and I got there just as it opened at 11. I walked into the place which was full of deep southern accents, and south hospitality. People truly are friendlier in the south. I had to park and actually get change for a meter, which I haven't done in probably 15 years at least. I got their ribs, a side of mac n cheese, and a side of BBQ beans. Both sides were excellent and the ribs were second only to Central BBQ in Memphis Tennessee. I'm glad I got there when I did as the line was starting to build up out the door.
I found a place in Atlanta called Heirloom Market BBQ. It was listed as one of the best 25 places in the nation so I headed over there. It's interesting, when you go somewhere that has such a reputation and they are just a little place next to a convenience store in a random neighborhood. I got the Brisket sandwich with the regular BBQ sauce. It was pretty good but nothing special. There was a list of like 10 different kinds of BBQ sauces and I think one can't really appreciate this place with just one visit. They seemed to have some Asian-BBQ fusion sauces which looked interesting, maybe I'll stop by again if I'm ever in the area.
Next I just headed south and wanted to get as many hours driving as I could so there would be as few hours left for the next day as possible. I hit Florida, which really does have it's own vibe. I ended up stopping in Gainesville which I had never been to, but I wouldn't see much of it since I got a hotel at about 11pm and left around 8pm. This was the first hotel serving a real breakfast with eggs and biscuits, other places were just giving way paper bags with a muffin or something in them because of Covid. It was nice to start off with a good egg breakfast. I called the locksmith and scheduled an appointment at the house at 3:30pm. I got there at 3:25pm, and the locksmith was right on time. Isn't modern life amazing? WIthout a GPS to help me scheduled I'd probably have had to wait for an hour or two because I wouldn't have been able to schedule ahead of time.
I got in, and I lived happily ever after.
The courtroom is full, people are scrambling around and then all of a sudden a bang of the gavel followed by absolute silence.
"Bob Liger, you are accused of stealing the car of Jason Frederick. You say you have some evidence that he agreed to let you borrow the car?" the judge asks the defendant. "Yes your honor, I have this." Bob says as he brings an old tape recorder to the judge. They put a mic next to the speaker.
"I haven't seen one of these in quite some time." The judge comments examining the tape recorder. The judge hits play and everyone in the court room listens intently to what is on the tape.
"I'm recording this as a record of our agreement." a voice, higher in tone but Bob's voice nonetheless.
"That's fine." another voice answers.
"Ok, I'm recording this because I don't want you to forget. Not tomorrow, not in 30 years on 2020, January 26 or ever. So you Jason Frederick agree to let me use your car at least once a month for forever if I give you Trish's phone number, even though I don't think she likes you and it's going to be awkward when you call her?"
"Yes OK? Just give me her number, it's not going to be awkward!"
The tape was stopped by the judge.
"January 26th, 2020, that was yesterday." the judge pondered. "It feels like you made this yesterday. "
"No, I made this a long time ago. The reason I postponed the court date from yesterday to today was because I thought it would seem too suspicious that the date mentioned in the audio was the exact same date as the hearing. When I made this back then I just randomly made up a ridiculously far date in the future as a joke but I could see how it would be very suspicious at this point and I regretted making that date even though there is no way i could have known this could be a problem when I made it."
The judge sighed.
"Even if this is a real tape, do you really intend to enforce this tape as a contract? If you were not of the age of 18 at the time of this tape, this contract would not be legally binding."
"I see. In that case I would like to change my plea to guilty and I apologize for taking the car."
A man is walking in the desert. He sees vultures circling in the distance and finally comes upon a dog laying in the sand. He sees the dog is suffering greatly. He knows what the right thing to do is. He pulls out the pistol he has on his side. As he points the barrel at the dog he sees the dog looking back at him, hoping this human will help him out. The dog is panting loudly, it's unable to stand, and the heat slowly killing it.
The man lines the sight up at the dog's head, closing his eyes, he can't bare to witness the event.
A loud bang.
Now whimpering, the dog sounds as frantic as it can muster with the lack of energy it has to express anything. The man opens his eyes and realizes the bullet went right by the head and into the hip of the dog which is now bleeding. The man's heart sinks in his chest as he sees what he's done. He points the gun at the dog one more time, not taking his eyes off the target of the dog's head, but this time adrenaline is his enemy, his hands shaking. He is close but the bullet enters the side of the dog's head, just underneath the ear and out through the back of the head.
Now the dog is making a noise that haunts the man to his core. He walks up to the dog and points the gun right to the side of the dog's head and pulls the trigger. Only a click. He is out of bullets.
He can't morally walk off after increasing the suffering of the dog many times, but he has no gun, no knife, so he's forced to lean over the dog and choke it to death with his own hands. "Am I really going to do this?" thinks the man as he spends a few minutes staring at the dog. He swallows but almost chokes on the lump in his throat. Eventually he leans down. The dog is giving all the fight it can which isn't much. Eventually the dog loses consciousness. Unlike in the movies, to choke something to death you need to keep the blood from flowing to the brain for many minutes. The man was there for 10 minutes choking the poor animal until he was sure the dog's pulse had stopped.
Finally he gets up, starts to walk away and breaks down in tears. He couldn't have imagined this would happened in a thousand lifetimes. His throat feels like he swallowed a rock, the harsh dry heat radiating off the sand, tears evaporating as fast as they hit his skin, leave a salty burning feeling on his face. He is misery.
A couple minutes into him walking further down the path, something catches his ear. He hadn't held on long enough. The whimpers of the dog started as barely audible but he turned around and saw the dog in agony, apparently having a seizure. The lack of blood to the brain didn't manage to kill the dog but damaged it resulting in damage of the dog's nervous system.
The only thing the man could think to do was take a large rock and try to crush the dog's skull. He knew this wasn't going to be a peaceful way for the dog to die but it had to be better than the dog slowly suffering out here in the heat having a perpetual seizure. Perhaps the dog would be knocked unconscious and wouldn't experience the worst of it, the man thought.
He looked around for the biggest rock he could carry. He found one not far from where he was, it was probably 70 or 80 pounds. He walked up to the dog and as he lifted the rock up to do the terrible deed, it slipped from his fingers and landed on the dog's chest.
Dogs aren't as smart as people of course, and dogs know this. But this dog could never understand is why some stranger walking by would stop what he was doing to do something so horrible. Weren't dog and man best friends? At the very end of it's life the dog questioned everything it thought it understood about the relationship between man and dog. Was this how all dog's died? Was the relationship between a man and a dog an elaborate facade to play a terrible joke at the end of their life? What a terrible betrayal.
The man picked the rock back up and got a firmer grip this time while laying into the dog's head. It's head was noticeably bashed in and deformed. The shaking from the seizure remained and angry noises came from the dog.
"Why wont this fucking dog die!" he screamed. What had begun as a act of mercy had become a burden on him. Lifting up the rock again and again finally the life drained from the poor dog.
He laughed. It was a laugh of relief. Relief that the dog's suffering was finally over, relief that the his torment was finally over. To the people who had walked up the path behind him and had been recording what appeared, and was, a terrible atrocity done to this dog, the laugh seemed to be a man taking great joy in brutally ending a dog's life.
In court the man pleaded innocent. He was trying to do an act of kindness but the cell phone video told a different story. After seeing the long drawn out brutality of the whole event the judge sentenced the man to full extent of the law. For a few weeks he was the most hated man on the internet, and the other inmates were especially harsh to him. Murdering a man was one thing but someone torturing and murdering a dog belong in a lower level of hell.
Jon Wadsworth walked up to the podium on stage, dressed in tweed. A tall heavyset man, 6 foot 2, 290. His hair was thinning, but well kept, combed back with pomade, still dark, almost black. His beard had some gray creeping in but still very dark, and very full.
The audience gave a loud round of applause as he was announced. He shook hands with the gentleman who introduced him as they crossed on stage. Setting some notes down on the podium he looked up, took the audience in for a brief moment and began to speak in a loud boom deep voice. He almost didn't need a mic.
"Thank you for having me here. It's a rare event that I find myself in a room with so many that share the passion I have for late fifteenth century type setting."
He was interrupted by a brief cough, but carried on promptly.
"I know everyone here is familiar with Aldus Manutius. Well, recently a team of students working on their PhD got together to go through some of his work and a very excited discovery was made.."
A trickle of blood started to run down his nose into his mustache followed by another more intense cough.
"I apologize" he said pulling a handkerchief from his breast pocket. Dabbing the bottom of his nose he continued. "I've been prone to nosebleeds all my life, they will sometimes start without any warning. Anyway, as long as no one here gets ill at the sight of blood, I will continue with this exciting discovery.
The students discovered what appears to be lost works from Aristotle, but even more interesting is the typeface he was using to make the translation."
He was interrupted again by another loud cough, this time a mist of blood sprayed forth before he could contain it with his handkerchief.
James rushed onstage, the man who had introduced him.
"Sir, are you ok? Your nose is bleeding even more profusely than before."
"I do apologize, I have a inclination towards this kind of thing I am afraid. It may look bad, but I am in good health, and as I said before, I can't let a little blood stop me from this important lecture."
"I see, well let me know if you need anything." James said as he walked off stage. As he walked by he noticed another thing. Turning around to address Jon, "Pardon me, but your ear appears to be bleeding as well, are you sure you are ok?"
Jon was becoming a bit irritated. "Yes, yes, if you can go get me some tissue, that would be helpful." he said.
"Now I sincerely apologize, I know James here is just looking out for my interests, but I must carry on. Now What was I saying... ah yes. It turns out Aldus was using a font face that up until this discovery was only thought to have appeared 25 years after his death! You can imagine my excitement when I first heard this!" Jon exclaimed. He broke in a laugh, which turned into a choke. Finally he expelled what seemed to be a blood clot most violently. This was followed by an uncontrollable coughing fit, forcing a concerning amount of blood out of his ears and nose. Many audience members had become uncomfortable watching this scene at this point.
James raced out "Good god man, I believe you are in need of an ambulance!" he said, pulling his cellphone out of his pocket.
Jon shook his head, "Nonsense! I told you this was common for me."
"But sir, this doesn't seem common for anyone, I don't know if you are aware of your appearance, you are certainly in need of medical assistance."
"I assure you, this is nothing out of the usual for me. I know my body, I've been living in it for 5 decades. I appreciate your concern but I would prefer you to stop coming out to interrupt." Jon said, a temper was behind his words.
"Sir, I don't..."
"I've already told you, everything is fine. Now please, I must continue with this lecture."
He re-positioned himself in front of the podium, his face shiny with blood, and his beard thick and matted. The audience was becoming uncomfortable with the situation, Jon noticed.
"This is a very unfortunate time for this bleeding, but I want to assure you all, this is nothing to worry about. I'm sure my appearance is a bit ghastly, but when I'm done with this lecture it will be the last thing on your minds."
Even from the distance of the audience the stream of fresh blood from his nose was visible, slowly they could see his suit darkening with the substance.
"Anyway, as expected the news of the date of this font face shook the academics to their very core. They met the discovery with extreme resistance. Dismissing it as impossible. You see, unfortunately some professors can get so stuck in their ways, knowing they've been teaching something for 40 years that they think could not possibly be incorrect can cause this kind of resistance. Imagine telling students, who look up to you as an authority, something for 40 years, and having a group telling you that you have been misinforming thousands of people over the course of your carrier?" A loud scream followed this sentence, deep and guttural.
He closed his eyes, and held his nose with an intense look on his face for what seemed like a minute. When he let go the streams of blood were worse than ever before. The crowd could no longer handle it, and James came running out.
"I'm calling an ambulance, we can reschedule this for another time."
"I've said already, I this is a common occurrence for me." Jon yelled, blood spraying from his lips as he spoke.
"I tried to give you the benefit of the doubt earlier but this can not be a common occurrence for anyone. Some of the audience members have taken ill and this lecture must come to an end!"
"Who are you to tell me what is common in my own life? You don't live my life, only I do, and I assure you this is not something the requires any medical treatment. You would simply be wasting resources for someone who may really need it."
"The amount of blood you are losing right now is not something most people will ever experience, it is absurd that you claim this should be a common experience in your life, please, let me walk you to the washroom until an ambulance arrives."
Jon was furious, which only increased the blood flow. "Listen, I don't expect you, a professor of philosophy to understand the significance of these fontological discoveries but this lecture is as important as anything I could do in my life, and it will not be interrupted for such a trivial matter as a few drops of blood."
"I may be a doctor of philosophy and not a doctor of medicine but even I can plainly see that not only is this a not just a few drops of blood, but your life as in peril! If you do not cooperate this night will not end well for you. Can I get some agreement from the audience?" James said as he looked towards the people clearly uncomfortable with this scene. The audience confirmed James concerns.
The idea that this audience was in agreement with James and willing to postpone hearing about the details of these discoveries infuriated Jon. "To hell with all of you!" he roared as he stormed off the stage.
Jason and Rabaka were walking down the Vegas strip. They came across a club called 'AIDM' in a very trendy purple font. Rabaka stopped, wanting to go in, but Jason was more excited to go play roulette at the casinos. As they were outside debating which to do, a young man walked up to them.
"You don't want to go in there." he said.
Rabaka and Jason both turned to look at the man. He didn't look well off wearing a long coat, no shirt, pants that didn't look like they had been washed in quite a while and oily black hair. He was either living on the street or very close to it.
"Why not?" Jason asked.
"That's not a regular dance club, it is an AI dance club. It's like heroin."
"I don't see what heroin has to do with a night club, other than people shooting it in the bathrooms."
"It's the music. The AI is too good at making music, it messes with people in there. "
Just then they all heard another voice, a very well dressed older gentleman.
"If you want to hear the best possible musical experience, you need to check this place out." he spoke in a confident sales pitch tone.
"This guy is a robot, don't listen to him." the disheveled man hissed.
"I am most certainly not a robot. Anyway as I was saying, can compose music at a superhuman level.. In the same way humans have mastered tic tac toe, the AI has mastered music."
"That's the problem." The other guy interrupted. "The AI has perfect understanding of the connection between notes and human emotion, it can calculate the perfect melody to make the human brain have the most profound experience possible. Think back on the most blissful moments you've ever had while laying back and listening to that great moment of a song. Now imagine that going on perpetually. Some people have to be dragged out of there due to dehydration, or lack of sleep.
They charge by the second so people who thought they'd just go in there for a few minutes and spend 20 dollars, end up emptying their bank account after a multi-day binge. As you walk in your brain is constantly scanned, as the music changes, changes in your mood are registered and the music is altered to give you the perfect experience."
"Much of what he says is true, but he puts it in such a bad light. If anyone ends up spending too much money it's only because they are enjoying themselves so much. Some people eat too much fast food and get fat, but it's not the responsibility of the fast food restaurant to prohibit how much their customers buy. Whatever you favorite song is, the experience you have inside will make that song sound like it was written by a child."
Jason and Rabaka both decided to go in. There was a main dance floor full of people dancing. The music seemed just ok at first, but after a minute they started noticing the bass line was slowly evolving in the most interesting way. The beat which sounded relatively straight forward at first, revealed there were multiple beats hidden with in the main beat. The longer they stayed the more depth they found in the music. This wasn't verse, chorus, verse chorus, it was arrange in ways they had never heard before.
The main dance floor scanned the brains of everyone there and created an approximation of the average mind state. There was a convergent journey everybody made together, as they all listened to the same music, they all moved towards a similar mental state. For hours they both danced in the middle of the floor, enjoying the experience more than they had at any other club, but eventually their bodies began to give in.
After they shuffled off the dance floor exhausted they saw a row of doors. These were private suites where one would lay down in a very comfortable reclining chair, and instead the AI scanning the whole room and giving average of every mental state, it just scanned the single occupant, giving an unparalleled experience. Jason and Rabaka were both curious but were weary of the warning they received before entering this establishment. Especially after being in a near bliss mental state on the dance floor just earlier.
They decided that they would go in one at a time and after 15 minutes, no matter what, they would go in and pull the other person out. After a coin flip Rabaka went in and closed the door. Jason sat down at the bar, ordered a scotch, and set a timer on his phone for 15 minutes. He wasn't bored for a moment waiting, enthralled with the music. After what felt like much less than 15 minutes his phone started vibrating in his pocket. He got up and opened the door.
"5 more minutes" Rabaka said immediately after hearing the door open."
"No, you remember the deal."
"Please, just 5 minutes."
"Let's go" Jason said, leaning over and pulling Rabaka out of the chair. Once she was out of the chair, the scan stopped, and also the music. They walked back outside of the room.
"Oh my god, it was amazing, the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. I was tearing up the whole time." she said. She was very emotional and looked drained.
"I can't wait!" Jason exclaimed, "Set the timer, I want to see what it's like in there."
Jason disappeared into the room as Rabaka started the timer on her phone. She paced back and forth. Why couldn't he have let her be in there another five minutes she thought. She watched the timer tick down. It was taking forever. She made it three minutes before she turned her phone off and walked into the next door down.
The reveal of Evil Morty in Rick and Morty Tales from the Citadel.
Last Episode of Seinfield
Nothing specific about this episode, but the fact that everybody I knew was watching this made it special. Not a moment like the others in this list that is based on plot, but a moment in the world.
The undead Dragon episode in Game of Thrones.
Breaking Bad: I am the one who knocks scene.
Justice League: World of Cardboard:
Star Trek: TNG The first encounter with the Borg
Futurama: Jurassic Bark, the final scene.
Doctor Who: David Tenant Death scene
The Twilight Zone: Airplane scene
Ed Sullivan: The Beatles
According to this video you're future is already predicted.
It's not just that video of course, the implications of Einstein's general relativity changed our whole concept of what reality was. The fact that time wasn't a kind of esoteric notion but an actual dimension orthogonal to the other three changes everything.
It is possible, according to general relativity, for one person to in someone else's past. If this is the case it would seem that our future is predetermined. The term block universe is often used to describe this, as opposed to the universe being like a movie, it's like a canister of film. The future, past and present, or beginning, middle and end of the film are all already there. We're just experiencing the change from one frame to another, or another way to think of it is a book is already written beginning to end, regardless of the page we're reading.
What I think might even be more fascinating is if we are currently in someone else's past, it doesn't feel like it. What we are currently experiencing as our present, making decisions, thinking, anticipating future events, is all currently inalterable history for someone else. This is where things get tricky as past, present and future tense don't apply in the same way, but that people in history are currently experience what we consider the past as their now. Even you from the past of a few minutes, years, decades ago is still experiencing what your currently think of as memories.
A theory I have to explain this is we are living every moment of our lives simultaneously. It makes sense when you think of us not as a bunch of individual moments but as a long object, from birthday to death in space-time. If the universe is one big four dimensional block, why do we experience it as though there were a flow of time? Perhaps that is just an illusion and we are experiencing all points in time simultaneously, which is what one would assume looking at the structure of space-time. The only reason it seems like there is a now, is because it's all now. The point in your timeline where you are reading this is happening right now, always.
So why does it feel like time is moving forward, why does our now never seem to be before another now, only after? Because the space-time block's construction must obey the laws of physics. In the same way that a crystal is formed, each molecule finding it's location determined by the location of the molecules before it. We think about the laws of physics as what dictates the laws of motion, but there really is no motion. Instead the laws of physics dictate the method of construction of 4D space-time. An analogy might be a finished Sodoku board. The numbers can't just be put there at random, they have to be in their place according to a set of rules.
Keeping this in mind think of 4D space time as containing the dimension of left right, up down, back and forward, and past and future. Now think of the molecules as being stacked on the past, so future locations of particles are determined by the location of past particles, similar to a Tetris board where top shape locations are determined by bottom shape locations.
We have memories of the future we're just facing the wrong direction to see them. Hopefully this made sense, it was my attempt to explain how we know our futures are predestined but it feels like we're living in a single moment. I of course may be wrong, things like Everett's multiple worlds theory if proven two would have a huge influence on this world view, and even aside from that the nature of consciousness has no need to conform to my hypothesis.
I was looking at a plastic bottle sitting on my desk. I thought there must be some bacteria floating around in the area or living inside the tiny water droplets stuck to the sides of the plastic. hat would they think of their environment? Some strange border that allows them to see something outside of their container. The most powerful telescopes they could develop would only see through the clear plastic and view the walls of the room the bottle is in.
If they tried to answer the fundamental questions about where the universe came from, it seems unlikely they would ever be able to determine the bottle was purchased at a Whole Foods about a mile outside of what they would consider the edge of the universe. How could they determine where the bottle was made? In a factory somewhere, perhaps China, thousands and thousands of miles outside of the edge of everything it's possible for them to perceive.
Who founded the company that makes the bottles, the creator of their universe. One of millions of other bottles sent all around the world. Who invented the plastic water bottle? Who invented plastic? Who mined the oil it was created from? Where did the oil come from? Organic matter millions of years old, much older than the weeks old age of their universe.
How would they determine the organic matter that created the oil, may have come from some random initial spark of life that set off a billions year long chain of events that ended in their bottle being created?
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How could they discover that the Earth was formed from dust, the result of a supernova that exploded billions of years ago, forming the sun and the planets. hat the original star was formed after small variations in the distribution of atoms throughout the cosmos collapses because of gravity, that the atoms in that star formed when the cosmos cooled enough for quarks to create bonds into protons and neutrons?
They could never figure out the true nature of their universe, and at this point we've come to the limits of our knowledge of our universe. cientists are looking for a grand unified theory that will explain everything about the universe. omething so perfect and elegant that all the laws of nature stem from one basic function. hat if we are as far away from the true origin of the universe as the bacteria are? What if the big bang is just the 50th part of a long process that started far outside of our conception of space and time?
It's possible that even with all the intellect that could be used, the questions "What is this? may be impossible to answer.
I saw my dad in March and he didn't look well. I knew he wouldn't be around much longer and a few weeks ago I got a call from the hospital that he was no longer able to breath on his own. He had a tube going down his throat that was hooked up to the machine breathing for him. The doctor told me they couldn't keep him on that for more than 15 days, and we had two choices, either do an operation to put the tubes through his throat or to pull them out. If they did do this procedure he still would never be able to breath on his own, and the doctor didn't recommend this course of action.
I bought a ticket to Miami and came over here. After a full day travel, I went to bed and woke up the next morning. Ivonne has been helping my dad out for years and I met her and we drove up to the hospital together. I saw my dad in the hospital. He was heavily sedated as every time he wasn't he would try to pull the breathing tubes out of his mouth. He's been in many life threatening accidents through the years and that's almost always the first thing he tries to do when coming out of a coma or whatever predicament he's been in. After a few minutes he seemed to be gaining consciousness. He was out of it but I could see he was aware that we were there. I said hi, and told him a few basic things, he couldn't speak so it was hard to communicate with him, especially on top of the sedation.
We sat down with the doctor and talked about pulling the plug. I was ready to do it then, but Ivonne had an emotional breakdown and couldn't handle the idea of doing it right then and wanted to wait a few days. I told her we could wait one day, I couldn't handle the idea of having to go through more days with this constantly on my mind. We said goodbye to my dad and went home. I hardly slept at all that night.
The next day we went back again, and told the nurses and everybody involved that we were ready, but we had to wait another 6 hours. They kept telling us they would be ready in 30 minutes. It’s a difficult mindset to be in for 6 hours. The doctor said when a patient is in this kind of situation, the patient may die in minutes, hours, days, or weeks. We all had to leave the room as they were pulling out the ventilator tube.
It was hard for me to deal with this. When you see this kind of situation in a movie, the person is always in a vegetative state. I knew my dad was there. Just a short time earlier I was showing him pictures of his grand kids on my phone. He couldn't talk but he was looking at my phone with interest, he always loved seeing pictures of his grand kids. This wasn't just a formality of pulling the plug on someone who would never regain consciousness, I made a decision that would end his life, a life which he was still conscious of. I couldn't believe anyone should have to make this choice. Even though everyone around me assured me I was doing the right thing.
They gave some anti-anxiety medication and some morphine to him, and said they would make sure they would make this process as comfortable as possible for him. He wouldn't go into a panic about not being able to breath. After they took the tube out he started taking very difficult breaths. They said they didn't know how long it would take, but said it would likely be minutes. Right next to him was a machine that had his heart rate, blood pressure, blood oxygen and something else I didn't understand having to do with his breathing. The number was around 10, then would go up to 12, then 15, then 20, then back down to 15. After 5 minutes, then 10 I thought maybe he would hang on much longer than the doctors predicted. Then his stats would start dropping significantly. Ivonne cried and held his hand, I told him I loved him. After 20 minutes he stopped breath and his heart rate went to 0. Then he took another breath, and then no more. I felt like he might have been looking down watching my at that moment. Not in a metaphoric sense, but a very real feeling I got all of a sudden a minute or two after he had died. I stopped crying and looked up the ceiling and had an experience that is hard to describe. I don't know what that was or what to make of it.
When my dad was young he threw a fishing rod at a rock like a spear and it bounced back and poked his eye out. He fell out of a tree and broke his back. When I was about 19 he was with his friend in a car. They were both very drunk and his friend decided to commit suicide with my dad in the car with him. The seat belts had been cut out, and my dad's friend drove into a brick wall at 60 miles an hour. His friend look up and died about 10 seconds later. My dad was taken in a helicopter and survived with some metal plates in his arm, leg, and back.
Then one day after I had moved to Seattle I got a phone call from the hospital telling me they had found my dad on the street with a head injury. It wasn't clear how it happened but he was in critical condition and in a coma with lots of injuries to his brain. The doctor said there was about a 17% chance of him surviving and if he did he would have massive brain damage. I cried hard that night expecting him to die, but the next few days he was still around. After a week he showed signs of improvement and a few weeks later he was conscious and talking to doctors. After a few months he was spending time in nursing homes and his home until he finally moved back home.
A few years later he fell in the shower, apparently having an aneurysm and was back in a coma, and again, recovered and ended up back in the nursing home.
Finally after years of drinking his liver wasn't doing it's job properly, and he had a line going into his body for dialysis. It got infected with MRSA which originated from a hip replacement surgery. Then he was diagnosed with lung cancer, and emphysema. He had smoked for 60 years only taking breaks while he was in the hospital, although he would always ask people to sneak in cigarettes into his room. All these things were too much for him and he could no longer breath independantly. It was the emphysema that actually killed him, the lung cancer wasn't at a point where it was affecting anything really.
I don’t have any good way to conclude this, but I am relieved he is at piece now as his last couple weeks I’m sure were not comfortable. I know a lot of people who have died, and I think his death was a good one. Not full of fear, or pain, just slowly going out.
I did a search for a list of the 25 funniest movies of all time, and saw a lot of stuff in there I didn't think was truly funny. Movies like Superbad, The Jerk, Raising Arizona, are great movies, but they aren't the funniest. I think some of the funniest wouldn't even be considered great movies, so here is my list, based on nothing other than how much I laughed.
- Naked Gun
- Billy Madison
- Happy Gilmore
- Don't Mess with the Zohan
- There's Something About Mary
- Spies like Us
- Monty Python and the Holy Grail
- Office Space
- Austin Powers
- Wayne's World
- Wet Hot American Summer
- Shaun of the Dead
- Coming to America
- Nothin’ But Trouble
- Grandma's Boy
- Cabin Boy
- South Park: Bigger, Longer, Uncut
- The Pink Panther
Here are some interesting things that particles do:
They interact with each other and become bonded by the strong nuclear force to become neutrons and protons.
They get bound together and form atoms, which form chemicals.
They create life, create minds and thoughts and conversations. They create music, movies, paintings and arguments. Laws, sex, fear, wonder, boredom. Chickens and space ships, crack cocaine and ibuprofen. War, hunger, mass exinction events, telescopes, microscopes.
All these things are some of the things particles do when they interact with each other governed by the laws of physics.
Every thought you have is instantiated by movements at the subatomic level, interacting with one another and rippling all the way up to an intelligent thought. If you practice mediation you are aware you don't control your thoughts, they just arise from subatomic space. It feels like we're thinking ourselves, but the brain is really just a thought engine build by the laws of physics and powered by energy. Our conicousness is just a more complex version of a random number generator.
I was walking around a lake by my house like I do twice a week.
I walked past an old man.
I noticed him because he had a music playing on speakers. It was a classical peice I wasn't familiar with. I looked over and saw he was reading a book, wearing sunglasses and a had to keep out the sun, sitting on a park bench.
It semeed to me that was a fine way to spend an afternoon. What really got me thinking though was the effort he put into having a good time reading a book. I felt like I learned something important seeing him. He put a lot of effort before hand into relaxing. When I read I usually just pick up and book and sit in my computer chair or lay on my bed. He was definiately enjoying reading more than I was.
All he did was take an exta few minutes to get a good hat, a good song ready and probably a quick drive or walk to the park. I work a lot, and when I have free time I am generally so happy to have it I don't think much what I'm going to do with it. How much better could all the things I do be if I just put a little bit of thought into making them great experiences.
I thought instead of just meditating in the morning, right before I could light some insense and put some nature sounds on. Instead of reading a book I can go to a coffee shop and read.
I've been thinking a lot about government, and it's shortcomings. There is something I think would be a great improvement to the functionality of government.
The idea is that any new law that is proposed would be analagous to a hypothesis. The point of laws are to change society for the better, so we want to ensure that when a new law is passed that is the case. There are many laws that have added no real benefit to society or laws that have actually had negative repercussions.
For instance the DEA was established July 1, 1973. It's goal was to lower the amount of drug use in the country.
If you look at the chart on this website: https://www.theatlantic.com/national/archive/2012/10/chart-says-war-drugs-isnt-working/322592/
You can see that the DEA is an inneffective solution to the problem. Now we are spending a huge amount of money on an organization that is inneffective. What if when the law was proposed, there were milestones, to lower drug addiction. After a few years, one would have to conclude this law is not doing what it intended to do. It could then be scrapped and a new law with different ideas could be put in place, and also tested to see what it's influence is.
It should be a requirement that no law can be proposed without some method to prove it's efficacy. Perhaps a database could be put into effect as well do determine how often a law is used in a court of law. If some silly law no longer applies anymore, we can remove and attempt to keep the legal system free from uneeded complexity.
I was curious to when you're pumping gas, and you have those last 5 or 6 drops that you wait there for, how many miles do those drops actually convert into?
According to this website: http://askascientist.co.uk/physics/many-drops-water/ there are 90,922 drops (rounded up) in 1 gallon of water. Let's say you get 35 mpg in your car, each drop is 3.849453377620378e-4 miles. or about 2 feet per drop. So those 5 or 6 last drops you're waiting for will get you about 10-12 extra feet.
I paid for those feet, so I'll wait for them.
I went to the Microsoft store by my house where they have a demo of the HTC Vive. I asked to try the demo and there is a guy there to help you through the whole thing.
After I put the goggles on, it took me a second to realize the wall I was looking at wasn't the wall from the store but a wall inside VR. I was pretty amazed at how perfect it tracked my head movements and how real it felt to look around in the VR world. I went through different locations, one under water, one fighting robots, one in an office.
I had an interesting experience afterwards as well. When you are in VR everything makes you feel like you are inside of a different location, but there is this knowledge that outside of the world you're looking at there is another world behind it. Sitting in a restaurant I had a strange sensastion that there was something behind the real world. It was a little unsettling, made me feel like I might be in the Matrix.
I could see some future in which they took a bunch of brains and put them in machines to increase mortality, and I have to say, I think I would be ok with a computer created experience to live in if it meant I got to exist indefinitely. Assuming resolution will continue to increase, and processing power in general, I feel like one could have a fulfilling life completely inside of VR. If you were a programmer you could actually build your own reality however you want. It's would be interesting to switch out the world you know for a new one to keep things fresh. Teleportation also becomes possible in this context. And of course you could always get high res bitmaps of the real earth and live there if you wanted. Or of the moons of Jupiter. Since we don't need to breath, we could take normally inhospitable environments to humans and live comfortably inside of them.
I was going to meet my friend at a mall recently. As I drove up I felt like there was an unusal amount of traffic heading the other way but I figured if something was happening I would find out soon enough. I pulled up to a surprisingly easy to find parking place.
As I walked up to the food court entrance I noticed there were cops all over and a bunch of tape forming a perimeter. "Do you want to try a smoothie sample?" a guy outside of Jamba Juice asked.
"No, but what's going on with all the police?"
"Oh, I think someone just got stabbed."
I called out to the police to see if I could good inside the mall, he told me to walk around to the other side. I entered the food court and found a group people at a table. I asked what was going on and they said a stabbing happened about 20 minutes earlier. They didn't see it happen.
All around the food court, all but two stores were open. One was belonging to the employee who got stabbed I would later find out. I was assuming the manager at the other one was freakout out enough to close shop. But all the other stores stayed open. I asked the guy working at the Indian restaurant if he saw anything. He says he was working, and didn't see much but a bunch of people starting running either towards or away from the incident. Or both. He was conveniently located right accross from where the incident took place.
I posted on Facebook that I stabbing had just occured at the mall. I got some replies saying a bunch of people were freaking out on the Facebook group full of locals. It was very interesting to me to hear that. I wasn't freaking out. No one around me was freaking out either. Except for the store closing, if you took away the police and tape, you'd never guessed anything had happened at all by the way people were acting. Just sitting and eating their food.
It made me wonder if the news and social media makes people react different to things happening. Perhaps not being there, and just hearing about the event there is less certainty. Less certainty seems to make people nervous. I feel like as more and more people use online news, soscial media, etc, there is more of a sense of fear than there used to be. The news used to be on once a night. Now you can populate input with all the scariest things on the internet all the time.
I've recently been trying to change my habits.
"Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results is the definition of insanity." - Einstein. Maybe. No one ever seems to know where quotes come from these days.
I'm finding the tool that is most helpful in keeping my self accountable to the changes I want to make in my life is keeping a journal. I journal about how I feel everyday so if a activity is good for me then I'll have reinforcements by looking at my journal and seeing whatever positive effects it's creating in my life. If you are trying to lose weight you can track calories and weight and see a correlation, but the same can be said of emotional states. Some days I'm more productive than others, some days I am happier. I'd like to have more of those days, so trying new things, or stopping old habbits, you can reviews your mood day to day and determine if the things in life you are doing are actually good for you.
If I feel like giving up on it quitting a bad habbit, I know I will have to write down that I gave up on it in the journal the next morning. It is a way of keeping myself accountable to myself. It also creates a similar affect as the Seinfeld Calender, so if you are writing about your experience in changing a habit, you know you've already put a bunch of effort into writing about your experience. It becomes a project you're in and not just a whim where you say to yourself "I'm going to do (insert thing here) everyday". When you're writing about the experience every day, you add weight and momentum to it which makes you less likely to just give up on it.
It can also give you a reason to stop doing it. I stopped taking sugar in my coffee years ago and I found it life much better, I didn't have that huge 3 o clock crash everyday. I haven't used sugar since. Then I decided to see what going without coffee completely was like, and after reviewing the time I spent without coffee, how I felt during the day, I realized I didn't feel removing coffee from my life was of any benefit.
One of the best things though is writing all the thoughts I have every morning, not just about habits, or things like that, but any thing kind of empties my head of all those random thoughts floating around. For some reaosn when you write it down it's like you're really acknowledging the thought and you no longer have it as background noise in your brain.
This may seem like a small thing to write a blog about but I think it's worth it.
I used to wake up every morning, eat breakfast, take a shower and start working. I noticed after showering I was very lethargic for up to an hour afterwards. Making the water really cold towards the end of the shower would combat the lethargy but didn't solve it completely. I decided to try showering at night. If I was going to be tired after showering I might as use it to my advantage and go to sleep in this state.
The results have been very good, not only am I not lethargic in the morning after showering, there is a full 20 minutes added to my morning, without having to shower at all. I work from home on my own hours, so procrastination is a factor in my life, and I'm always fighting to overcome it. Showering for me was a huge psychological barrier to getting my day started. It's much easier to sitdown and get to work. It may sound trivial, but every possible way I can stop procrastination I take. It's one of my biggest enemies.
If you don't work at home, and have no problems with procrastination, just set your alarm 20 minutes later and get some more much needed sleep. With morning being such a rush, it's much easier to through a big time-suck like taking a shower at night, where I would guess almost everyone is at their least productive.
I would be guessing almost every person is more productive in the morning than 30 minutes to an hour before bed. Why waste 20-30 minutes of the your most productive time of the day in the shower? There is a bit of a struggle sometimes to get in the shower when I'm tired, but I know that once I'm in there it will feel good and be relaxing.
The first night I got into bed after showering, it felt incredible. It made me realize every other night I'd been going to sleep with a days worth of filth all over me. Now the idea of going to bed without a shower seems nasty. I can't put my finger on why but I feel like some how the fact that I'm cleaner is getting me a better night sleep.
A child is having trouble with a project at school and feels like he can't do it. The teacher comes along and sees that the child is struggling. "Just do your best." The teacher says, to give the child some motivation to keep trying.
I think that's what people assume that phrase means. But really think about what "Do the best you can" means. It doesn't mean "Just get something done" or "try hard" It means do the best you can. If you told Leonardo da Vinci to do the best he can, he would produce the Mona Lisa. If you told Einstein to do the best he can, he would produce the theory of relativity. Do the best you can means produce the highest quality result that you are possibly able to do.
Part of me finds it interesting how a phrase which means something when you look at the words individually, but the context of it means almost the exact opposite. Similar to Nimrod. The other part of me (I only have two parts) thinks it's a waste of a very powerful sentence.
Do the best you can.
Our universe being a simulation in some other universe seems to be a popular topic these days. I'm not sure that there is way for us to determine if this is the case or not, but I thought of something that might be a good argument for it being true.
One thing I want to address is most people seem to think of our universe being a simulation which is an exact replica of the one rendering it. There isn't any reason to believe this. It could be the case, but one alternative would be that the universe above is is completely different in physics, reality, even logic. What if 1 + 2 = 3 only makes sense in this universe and the true reality has completely different logic and math? Think about playing pong. That universe is not much like ours. Of course Pong is so simplistic no one would say it's the simulation of a universe. But you can imagine someone simulating a reality which has nothing to do with their universe, but has beings with sentience in it.
Another thing is the idea that someone is trying to simulate a universe at all. Many times we'll see a fractal rendered on a computer. Imagine some computer running a fractal like algarithm, or just solving an equation, which just happens to be the laws of physics for our universe. The entirety of our uiniverse might not be something graphic to whatever it's being rendered in, it may be just a calculation running in the background of some super powerful computer. Imagine of the big bang was just the first part of a continuing calculation. When you look at the most fundamental laws of physics, there doesn't seem to be anything physical to them, it's point particles, fields, and probabilities. Easier expressed as math than matter. The people running it may not even be aware that their program has created sentient beings.
Or of course this could also be like a super complicated version of The Sims as well, or Grand Theft Auto, some video game where the AI has gotten so complex it has become self aware.
One thing to be taken into consideration is that any simulator has a finite amount of resources. The simulation would necessarily I have to be a finite space. If any system can determine that it is in fact infinite they would be able to conclude that they are not part of a simulation. If you were running a simulation however and wanted to give the impression that they have infinite resources there are several ways to go about this.
When you're playing a first-person shooter things in the distance don't have as much detail and aren't taking as much processor power to render as things in the foreground and things behind walls aren't being processed at all. There are certain aspects to our universe like the fact that we can't tell which hole a particle of light went through until we observe it. Before we look at it it could have gone through any holes. Perhaps this is a way to save processing power by not having to do calculations on all the particles in the universe that nobody is paying attention to.
There is another trick there is another trick they could use to make the universe appear infinite when it is in fact not. Our universe is expanding every foot of space is gaining a small amount. I wrote another blog on this subject but the conclusion is that the farther away from where you are the faster the universe is moving away from you. At a certain distance the universe is expanding faster than the speed of light. This means that anything beyond this sphere is completely inaccessible to you or any part of this section of the universe.
Imagine if the expansion of the universe is just a method to make the universe appear infinite but when rendering it you would only need to calculate all the atoms in the visible universe not the infinite universe. It still sounds crazy to think of a computer that could process all the atoms even only in the visible Universe however keep in mind the nature of the universe and complexity and size of the one running the simulation are unknown to us and perhaps the number of atoms in this universe is not even a difficult strain on the processing power available there.
Many people have heard of the idea of parallel universes. The idea that there is another dimension parallel to ours where every possible reality exists. Where you won the lottery, met a different wife, etc. Scientists believe this very well may be the case but it hasn't been proven as of yet. If you want more information on this you can Google Everett's many interpretation theory.
There is another concept about infinite universes though, I will call serial universes. Parallel lines never touch, but serial means you have one universe next to another. Although it's not proven beyond a doubt it's believed to be very likely that the universe is infinite. If this is the case, there are some very interesting implications. Because the universe is infinite, and the number ways you can configure atoms and the spaces in between them are finite, there are bound to be repeats.
If you go far enough out into the infinite abyss of space, eventually every possible kind of planet will run out, and you'll find another earth, although perhaps with different constellations. If you keep going far enough however, you'll find not just a replicate of earth but of the whole observable universe. The distance you would have to travel before you start seeing things repeat is so far it's really inconceivable to the human mind, but eventually, far enough out there, are exact replicas of our universe.
Of course there are infinite variations of you in these other areas of the universe, but there are also an infinite number of exactly the same you. Versions that every moment of of their whole life was identical to yours. Every interaction with everyone other person was exactly the same. Whether this particular variation is happening simultaniously in time is irrelevent. Whether in the past, or future, you have all experienced the same moment, and have all come to a point in life where they are reading this exact blog and thinking about it exactly the same way.
At this moment every thought you have, all the others have the same one. If you want to send out a message about what your shared experience is like, you can think it now and it'll be shared among all. It's almost telepathic in a sense, the ability to know another's mind, but instead of any mystic power, your telepathy is being conveyed by statistic probability. There are also an infinite amount of me right now writing this, every word the same, every typo being corrected and re-typed in the same manner.
There of the infinite amount of yous eexperience the same thoughts, a majority of them will break off and have slight differences in your thought processes, but some of them, still an infinite amount, will go on living their rest of their lives exactly as you do, thinking, doing, seeing, smelling, loving, laughing, crying, at all the same moments for all the same reasons, dying in the exact same manner.
"Ether is a tenuous and highly elastic substance that fills all interstellar and interatomic space. It has few of the qualities of ordinary matter. It is continuous and has no molecular structure. It offers no perceptible resistance, and the closest-grained substances of ordinary matter are more open to the ether than a coarse sieve is to the finest flour. It fills all space, and, like eternity, it has no limits. Some physicists suppose—and there is much plausibility in the supposition—that the ether is the one substance out of which all forms of matter come. That the atoms of matter are vortices or little whirlpools in the ether; and that rigidity and other qualities of matter all arise in the ether from different degrees or kinds of motion."
This is from a book called Electricity and Magnetism, published in 1900.
Would you like to know more? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aether_theories
This theory has since been disproven, or at least fallen out of favor. What is interesting to me about this pasage, and more apparent when reading it in the full context of the book, is how logical it sounds, and how matter of factly it is stated. It reads just like any physics book you would pick up today in tone and feeling of authority on the topic.
What gives it even more weight is that it is surrounded by explaination of the electrical and magnetism phenoma which it explains rather accurately. So what you have is a theory with some cloudy basic information about the ether, in which you can test. So one might read this, create an electromagnet or a battery (originally called a Leyden Jar) and it would function as described in the book. That would make a pretty convincing argument for all the reasoning behind electromagnetic theory.
How much of what we read today is analagous to this old science book. I think most people have a sense that science today has straightened out a lot of kinks and misconceptions we had wrong. Books sound so authoratative. But it is likely, that a very large portion of what we currently take for granted as true is incorrect or incomplete.
Imagine any 100 year period since around 1300. This is when scientific advancement picked up enough to speed to demonstrate this, but it would be the same all the way back in history just in larger chunks than 100 years. Any 100 year period you could look back at the begining of the period and point out how wrong people had been about a great deal of things. We are currently only in the most recent 100 year period. We can look back to 1916 and point out how little people really knew about the universe and nature back then. The neutron and proton hadn't even been discovered back then.
There is no reason to believe this is the period in our history where all of our science book are right. Back then when we didn't know something the book didn't read "We don't really know how it works, but we believe it could be" They read "This is how it works".
So when you are reading about new scientific discoveries, listening to lectures in school, that describe with such confidence the nature of the universe, remember, there is a great chance much of it is wrong. And although some of it is surely true, we can't distinguish what is what.
What are you? If you cut your hand off, you would say you are your hand. The rest of you is you. If we keep chopping body parts off I think we'd come to the conclusion that you are your mind. We'll assume you're your mind, and that seems to be somewhere in your brain.
If you reattached that hand, is it now you again? I think most people would agree that our limbs and hands and feet are part of us. If we accept that something that can be removed and added to our body and be part of us, does this stop at things we had originally? What about contacts lenses? Fake limbs?
Lets say your arms are both removed. You've now lost your ability to draw, write, point fingers at people.
Let's say you buy an electric saw, you now have the ability to cut wood quickly. I don't think most people would say an electric saw is part of you, but I will argue that it is.
I feel like we can establish that our mind is what is really us and our body is just a set of tools that allows us to manipulate our environment. Since limbs can be removed and added, why does this not apply to everything? Houses, tools, kitchen utensis, money, credit cards. All of this things increase the effectiveness in manipulating our environment.
If one person owns a washing machine and the other does not, they require much more energy to wash their clothes. Whether is be from hand or driving to a laundry mat. Money is the same way. If someone who is very wealthy decides to build a 100 story office building, they can do so, using only theirx` voice to communicate to people who will then carry out the actions that are their minds wishes.
I think it's interesting to think of the mind as a thing that is somewhat removed from the physical world but has the power to manipulate it. The more tools it has at it's disposal the more power to manipulate it's environment.
Coincidences are sometimes mentioned by woo peddlers as being something mystical. If if you google synchronicity you'll find people saying the universe is trying to communicate to you or some other spiritual significance.
On the other hand there are plenty of people to point out statistically coincidences aren't as unusual an occurrence as many of us might believe. Last night I was looking on Twitter, browsing the internet, reading Reddit and I came across 5 different references to The Simpsons television show within 10 minutes. I know this can probably be explained as not unlikely statistically over the length of an entire lifetime. There are bound to be things that are very strange but likely to happen at least once over one hundred years or so.
Even knowing this, it definitely feels strange. Perhaps there is something more to it something between random coincidence and the universe trying to speak to us. There's a phenomena in mathematics called twin primes. If you start writing out all of the prime numbers you'll find every once in awhile after many many numbers with no primes, two primes will show up separated only by one even number. It has been proven that no matter how high you count prime numbers will always pair up like this. No one quite can predict them or explain exactly what's happening but it is simply a result of the nature of the distribution of prime numbers.
Some people speculate that the universe that we live in is really just math. There are no colors, just wavelengths of light, intelligence is simply an emergent property of many atoms working together to run an organism. Consciousness is an emergent property unconscious matter. If the universe behaves all based on the mathematics of a grand unified theory that means our thoughts, the position of the planets and the atoms inside them, everything you see on the news and all your interactions with friends and family are all the result of working out this Grand Unified theory equation. Perhaps in this theory the same way we see fractals in nature and we see golden spirals there is something akin to the twin primes where seemingly related occurrences pop up in our experience from time to time. Maybe they are not a message from the universe and maybe they are not random coincidences, perhaps it's just some funny math that the universe has worked out.
How fast is space expanding? 46.2 miles per second per megaparsec.
So every second 19,170,000,000,000,000,000 miles of the universe turns into 19,170,000,000,000,000,046 miles.
Isn't it more fun not using scientific notation? Every second 1 inch turns into 1.000000000000000002399582681273 inches. Ever notice how we use commas to seperate sections of 3 digits on the left of the decimal point but not on the right? So every second the space right around us gets a little larger. An inch of space space 39 years ago when I was born would now be 1.000000002951256338028387792 inches.
A hydrogen atom is .1 nanometers wide. Or .00000000393701 inches. Lets align these.
.00000000393701 - Width of a hydrogen atom
.00000000295125 - How much the universe has expanded in my lifetime.
Does that seem very fast or very slow? I'm not sure I know. Here is a bigger number that might we might be able to wrap out minds around better. I'm gonna use better notation now, all these 0's are getting silly. The observable universe expands 1,317,300 miles every second. That seems pretty fast, but here is where tihngs get weird.
The observable universe is not the end of the universe of course, so the diameter of two observable universes are expanding 2,634,601 miles per second. What I find fascinating, is the because there is theoretically no end to the universe, as you go infinitely far away, the universe is expanding infinitely fast. When I was a kid it was hard thinking how the universe could go on forever, I am having an even harder time comprehending infinite speed.
74.3 plus or minus 2.1 kilometers (46.2 plus or minus 1.3 miles) per second per megaparsec (a megaparsec is roughly 3 million light-years). - See more at: http://www.space.com/17884-universe-expansion-speed-hubble-constant.html#sthash.oFp3t7x5.dpuf
74.3 plus or minus 2.1 kilometers (46.2 plus or minus 1.3 miles) per second per megaparsec (a megaparsec is roughly 3 million light-years). - See more at: http://www.space.com/17884-universe-expansion-speed-hubble-constant.html#sthash.oFp3t7x5.dpuf46.2 plus or minus 1.3 miles) per second per megaparsec (a megaparsec is roughly 3 million light-years). - See more at: http://www.space.com/17884-universe-expansion-speed-hubble-constant.html#sthash.oFp3t7x5.dpuf
I saw the SpaceX rocket landing the other day and it was amazing.
I think it was a wonderful display of the power of capitalism used correctly.
There is a lot of corruption in politics, particularly at this time. I think the idea of capatilism gets unfairly critized because of some of the problems with corporations having influence in government policy. That is clearly an issue, however the power of capitalism still holds strong.
When NASA had a shuttle, they were on a standard budget. Knowing a fixed amount of money would be available they allotted a certain amount of money for the replacement of fuel tanks after they were dumped into the sea for every launch.
SpaceX doesn't have a budget. They have to get contracts to send things into space, which means they have to impress people. Not only that, the more money they spend on a mission, the less money they make, so they, unlike NASA have an inncentive be as efficent as possible and not dump equipment into the ocean.
Ever been to the DMV? They aren't know for the best customer service. This is because they don't have to impress anyone. Whether you think they are a good 'company' or not they are going to get your business. They have no incentive to train their employees to be nice and try to give the customer a pleasant experience so next time they'll choose that company. Comcast is an interesting case, because they are a semi monopoly and they have the same problem. Customers much like the DMV, don't have a choice of where they can get their cable and internet.
You hear how money makes corporations greedy, but it also makes them incentiviced to give customers fair prices and good experiences.
Healthcare is another good example, very expensive. This is because most of us (in the USA at least) have a specific insurance company that tells us which doctors to go to. We don't go to specific hospitals and doctors because of their good prices and helpfulness, we go where we have to go. Whenever there is no competition you run into trouble.
A lot of examples people give as examples of problems with capitalism aren't really capitalism, they are instances of capitalism controlled by government.
In Genesis the ages of Adam and his offspring are stated as being very long. Adam lived to be 930 years old. This seems like a long time, why did people used to live so long? Perhaps they didn't. Pre Julius Caesar (Born 100BC) most of the world was on a lunar calender. Most of the old testament's works are dated from around 500-800BC.
Now assuming some sort of error in translation or confusion about calenders occurred, suppose months were translated as years. We can devide everything by 12 (Or pretty close, a lunar cycle is ~28 days). Now Adam's age becomes 77.5, Seth's age becomes 76. Genesis states Adam had his first son at 130, which seems a long time to wait, especially considering no birth control existed for the first two people in the world, but divide by 12 and you get 10 which would be around when he'd first hit puberty.
I don't know of any way to prove this, but when you make the assumption that there was a translation problem all the numbers make a lot more sense, and it would fit that ages would be counted in lunar cycles instead of solar cycles at that time.
I recently subscribed to Kindle Unlimited in which you pay $9.99 per month and recieve unlimited books. You can't read any book you want, but they have a large selection of free books under the plan. Similar to Netflix, you can't watch anything you want but the selection is good enough to make it worth it.
One good things I've noticed is I read more now. I'd often be in the situation where I'd buy a book for 3-15 dollars and not enjoy it like I was hoping. Having paid for it I felt an obligation to keep reading through the whole thing. Or I'd feel like I needed to read it but not actually read it which caused me to delay buying another book which I might enjoy more. The great thing about having the flat monthly fee is if I select a book that turns out to be a dud, like a biography on Buckminster Fuller I recently downloaded, I have no guilt about not reading it if I don't like it. Instead I read something else at no more charge that makes me excited to get in bed every night so I can read my book.
This may sound like a commercial for Amazon but I really like this method of consuming books and I reccomend it to anyone.
I'm going to go 7 days with no refined sugar. I will still be eating breads, but candy, soda, ice cream, etc... I will completely remove from my diet to see what kind of results I have.
My hopes are that I will have more energy and some weight loss by the end of the week.
I didn't have much trouble not eating any refined sugar. There were a few moments where I caught myself habitually going to the ice cream aisle or the candy aisle, but little will power was required to pass them by.
I also noticed that after dinner I didn't have much of a craving for a late snack or dessert.
This morning I woke feeling more refreshed than I have in some time. I only slept 7.5 hours which is a lot less than what I have been sleeping recently. More in the range of 9-10 hours. Not much else is different from the first day aside from feeling well rested.
Craving coffee more than normal. Motivation seems lower than normal as well.
My sleeping has remained good. I feel like I ate a lot more food than normal the first few days but that seems to be tapering off. I was originally going to do 7 days with no sugar but I think a month is a better idea. I feel like I'm just starting to get used to no sugar, although there are definitely moments that I crave a Mocha from Starbucks, it's getting easier.
I've been eating more fruit, mostly apples. They seem a lot more appetizing to me now, and taste very sweet. My skin is looking better. Little blotches that have been on my face for years seem to be getting smaller and clearing up. My energy levels seem pretty good, nothing much different than before.
I've been sick so I don't feel I've been able to accurately asses things this week, but my weight is hovering around 211 which is on the low side for me. I've had an appetite for burgers and cheese steaks which happens often when I'm sick. Even given the added food intake and the lack of gym in the mornings, my weight is not going up much.
My cravings aren't as strong as before, I have pretty much replaced those sweet cravings with apples which I have grown very fond of. Trying out other fruits to see if they taste better to me now.
My skin remains very clear and sleeping is very good, I'm not waking up for long period in the middle of the night anymore. Excited to see how another week goes as I am healthier now. I originally wanted to just do this for a week but now that things are going so well I'm losing my desire to eat sugar anymore as the effects it was giving me are so undesirable.
It's Christmas time and I was at a Christmas fair and had some hot chocolate and a few candies. I thought they would taste sweeter than they did before but they didn't seem particularly sweeter than what I remember, but I had an apple today and it tastes slightly less sweet (but still good). It seems like there is a maximum sweetness we can experience and everything else scales down from there.
This is the end of my experiment in no sugar. I will continue not to eat it as I feel better and most importantly I sleep better. I have struggled with insomnia for a long time and I never would have guessed that sugar had anything to do with it. I still don't know why exactly but it is working for me. I think eating it every once in a while is fine, but when consumed on a daily basis it is detrimental to my health. I'm going to probably keep it down to a few times a month.
I've been on a no refined sugar diet the past week and as a result I've been eating more fruit. Today I was eating an apple and thought about how it was one of natures best source of sugar, or energy. It was interesting to me how this rich source of energy was available mostly to tree dwellers.
Looking into it I found that foliovores (leaf eaters) have a smaller brain to body ratio than frugivores (fruit eaters). Perhaps early primates' access to trees and the fruit they provide lowered the amount of work needed to eat, freeing time, and perhaps able to provide more energy to the brain.
If this is true, it is interesting that in the bible chose fruit to be the source of knowledge in the garden of Eden. Perhaps some philosopher long ago had this theory and it worked it's way into Genesis. One can look at the fruit as a catalyst for the evolution of intelligence among primates.
Perhaps Genesis is the remnants of some forgotten knowledge. The are other things about Genesis that have piqued my imagination in the past. "Now the earth was formless and empty" this can be a description of the early universe which contained nothing but hydrogen. Next "And God said, Let there be light, and there was light." which follows what we now know of the natural progression of the universe, stars formed from the hydrogen creating light for the first time.
"Then God said, Let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds. " can be seen as a metaphor for the first spark of life, which was created from the elements and chemicals of the Earth.
God also created life in the oceans first, again supported with current scientific theory. Men today, are almost identical with the people that existed one hundred thousand years ago. There would have been Einstein and Newton level intelligence. Unfortunately writing would not come until much later in our history, but perhaps some of that knowledge got caught in creation myths that were passed down orally for generations until Genesis was written down.
Here is a Harvard paper with some interesting foraging hypothesis:
Yes I am still using Windows XP, and I'm creating this blog mainly for my own references to quickly go through to downloaded the latest version of all the software I've found to be the best. Some readers may find some interesting new programs to use as I've tried a lot of them.
One specific note, I'm using WinSCP for an FTP program, I find FileZilla to be better but it does not run on Windows XP so if you're running a later version of Windows, don't follow that link.
The idea of having your consciousness transferred into a computer is very interesting and popular but there are a few things about it I've never heard explored. We don't know what kind of technology will become available in the future or what we will discover about the nature of reality, but it seems to me the human bodies we now inhabit will be just a step in our evolution.
If we copy our consciousness to a computer, our brain would still be around with the original consciousness still there. The copy would feel like it was transferred over, it would have no sense that it was a copy at all. Keeping this in mind, it is fascinating to think of what the copy would experience.
We are not looking at reality, our eyes are simply passing information on to our brain. Our nerves pass tactile, visual, olfactory information, etc... If your consciousness was in a computer you would be able to switch your sensory input as easily as changing a channel. Imagine a robot on Pluto, much too harsh an environment for us to ever experience first hand, but a robot with a wireless link to satellites and satellite relays could send all that information to you. It would be as if your consciousness had switched into that body and the experience you would have in it would be similar (if you wanted it to be) to what we experience now. Imagine our ability to explore new worlds like this, sending probes with self assembling robots far away to other planets. With no body to decay, time wouldn't be an obstacle anymore to visiting new worlds. When you were done with one world you could switch back over to another. Or just shut input off and do whatever people do when they live inside of a computer.
There might be quite a queue to wait in to get to particular vacation spot or other places of interest. With potentially billions of minds in the computer system and likely not that many bodies to inhabit you may have quite a wait on your hands.
Machines could be built to withstand much higher gravity, or higher temperatures. We could watch it snow metal, swim in oceans of liquid methane, or climate the highest mountains in the solar system with no oxygen deprivation.
Think of the utility aspect of this as well, nuclear disasters wouldn't affect a metal body and could be cleaned up by workers in these bodies. Transferring into a 200 foot tall giant robot made for moving earth would be better than clumsy controls to a steam shovel or bulldozer. The robots wouldn't need to be humanoid at all although existing inside of them might take some getting used to.
Another interesting aspect is the flow of time. The perception of time with the kind of processing power you might find in the future could be drastically different. We are used to time flowing at a certain rate, it takes a few seconds to form a thought, to add 2+2, but in a computer we could have the same program working the same way our consciousness does but at a much faster speed. What we would consider to feel like a day passing, could happen in only a second. The rate of advancement at that point would be astonishing to an outside observer in an old fashioned organic body, but to us it would all seem normal if we were all operating at that speed. It would be as if everything else in the universe slowed down.
That brings up another interesting dilemma, while in a robot, you may need to have your consciousness processor speed throttled down so each step or movement doesn't feel like an eternity. You could throttle it down even more, so slow that you could watch the constellations in the sky change, or watch Haley's comet zip by over and over.
Not only would we think much faster but we might not need any downtime. We don't know enough about dreams and what's happening in our minds while we sleep to be sure, but perhaps whatever it is can be sped up by a computer. For instance as some believe, your dreams are when your brain is sorting memories and determining which ones to keep and which ones to forget, this process could be done in seconds. Any repair that needed to be done on a cellular level in your body would no longer be a factor, so we could essentially never need to sleep.
I don't think we would be able to ever experience this because it would only be a copy, but perhaps the future will bring technologies that could actually move our consciousness into a more stable form if we make it that long. Many people working in life extension think we might be at cusp where some people alive today may avoid death. It's exciting to think about.
I was born March 29, 1977. When I was 5 months and 7 days old, NASA launched the Voyager probe on September 5th 1977.
When I was 2 it passed Jupiter, when I was 3, Saturn. When I was 21 Voyager passed Pioneer 10 to become the most distant object ever launched by man. When I was 34 Voyager 1 entered interstellar space.
As long as I've been alive this probe has been moving through the Solar system at around 38,000 mph. That's more than the circumference of the earth, every hour, and it's just now at the edge of our solar system. 19 Billion KM away. That took a lot of time and it seems pretty far away from my perspective but the closest star to us is Alpha Centauri. It is 4.37 light years away, or 10 trillion km. After 36 years, Voyager 1 has only travelled only 1/526th of that distance. If I live to be 100 it will have travelled 3/526th of that distance. In about 19,000 years it will finally be that far out. (Not aimed in the direction of Alpha Centauri though.)
I think I am lucky to have lived in this time. It's like living in the 1400's when a new land was discovered. I can only imagine how exciting it would be to hear of a new land, which at the point in technology might have well been landing on another planet. Voyager one is like the early ships setting sail, not knowing what they will find. It's unlikely that Voyager will find any significant in my lifetime, or even many lifetimes after mine, but symbolically it will be the first, and for a while to come, the furthest out any human technology has ever gone.
I was walking by some ducks on a pond and once they heard me they all flew out of the lake into the grass where I couldn't see them. I was pretty impressed by how fast they became invisible. It was interesting how they all had this program in them, hear a noise, seek cover ASAP.
It occurred to me they may be evolving to act in different ways with humans now a larger factor. Perhaps years ago if a predator was coming upon them the best thing they could do was just fly far way as to avoid the land based predator. Now that humans have been hunting them, simply flying away leaves them vulnerable to being shot out of the sky. The better tactic for humans is quickly taking cover so the hunter can no longer take aim at them. This doesn't seem as sound a tactic if a wolf were hunting them, as they could track by scent to find the ducks in the tall grass. I might be all wrong, but I couldn't find any studies on this matter on the internet.
It might be interesting think of the new ways in which other species might evolve behaviour or physically traits to avoid the human method of hunting which is much different from other animals.
Deer for example have been bred to run from wolves, mountain lions, etc... the slowest ones being caught and the fastest ones living on to spread their genes. As their natural predators disappear and humans become their main threat, running fast will no longer as big an advantage as it was before. It's hard to outrun a bullet, but perhaps the deer who runs in the most erratic way will be most successful in avoiding the bullet.