Tripod Blur
I went home for fall break a couple of weekends ago, and while I was studying for my cell biology at my old desk, I opened up the file drawer on it. In it, I have a hanging folder folder marked “sentimental” in which I have an entire scrapbook worth of old scraps of paper I saved from high school and junior high. I’ve got band concert programs, my valedictorian speech, the brochure I received at the Sears Tower during my junior high trip to Chicago, and so much more. It’s grounding to occasionally return to these scraps. I know times were “tough” in their own way during the years I gathered these scraps, but the human power of retaining the good and forgetting the bad charges this eclectic stash with sentimental value.
I pulled two scraps from the pile to take pictures of. Some of you may recognize them (and for those who do not … it’s pretty self explanatory) as Nils’ invitations to his birthday and graduation parties during the spring and early summer of 2003. If I recall correctly, these party flyers were popular for a while in high school - they were fun little creations, sometimes printed at the school’s expense, that promoted an upcoming social shindig.
Those were good times: only 3 and a half years ago, these events feel like another lifetime. We’ve all grown so much these past years. Expect more reminiscing this coming spring as the successful conclusion of many undergraduate careers approaches.
Still under construction at time of photography.
Solar power becoming more affordable - “Last month, Japanese electronics giant Sharp Corporation showed off its new system for focusing sunlight with a fresnel lens (like the one used in lighthouses) onto superefficient solar cells, which are about twice as efficient as conventional silicon cells.”
Robot Identifies Human Flesh As Bacon - An excerpt from the article: “Upon being given a sample, he will speak up in a childlike voice and identify what he has just been fed. The idea is that wineries can tell if a wine is authentic without even opening the bottle, amongst other more obscure uses … like ‘tell me what this strange grayish lump at the back of my freezer is/was.’ But when some smart aleck reporter placed his hand in the robot’s omnivorous clanking jaw, he was identified as bacon. A cameraman then tried and was identified as prosciutto.”
Writes the Slashdot submitter: “This is most distressing.”
An absolutely massive doughnut at the Caribou in the mall. Again, no scale to show the amazingness.
I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.
— Jack Kerouac
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