November 24, 2006
Higher Dimensions from String Theory
Firefox has become my favorite browser, and today I found an extension called StumbleUpon. It works a bit like del.icio.us, in that you can save sites you like and comment on them, as well as read other people’s opinions, but what makes it very tasty is that you hit the stumble button, and you are taken to a new site based on the interests that you have entered in your profile.
I was so entranced by The Elegant Universe that I spent three hours learning about string theory. Perhaps this is just a new way of surfing around, wasting time, avoiding writing my thesis, or perhaps not, perhaps it’s all connected in the 11th dimension. And reading about Quantum issues in Architecture makes me wonder why people aren’t thinking about Quantum issues in Art too, or maybe they are, just not at the Slade.
November 20, 2006
Wow, no wonder they gave this man the Nobel Prize for literature
November 12, 2006
Doppelganger’s intelligent and articulate thoughts on war as the “messy, stupid, tragic failure of human nature” have left me feeling really sad. Not just in a sad “oh war is bad and I feel sad” kind of way, but in a bleak powerless sort of way.
Exceptional humans like Ghandi, Martin Luther King and Nelson Mandela have all helped to make the world better without resorting to war, and certainly in the case of Mandela have prevented civil war, but they are rare.
As just one person, what can I possibly do to stop war? As someone who abhors the idea of war, of violence against others, I am still plagued by the question of how to respond when someone – whether a school yard bully or a global super-power, uses force to get what they want.
Turning the other cheek seems like just asking for more of the same, only harder. Any other ideas?
November 8, 2006
While advertising is the obvious revenue generating use for this – what about T – shirt hacks? Spam for clothes? Electronic measles?
November 7, 2006
The bride, an eight-month-old shih tzu called Muffin – arrived for the ceremony at London’s Harrods department store in a horse-drawn carriage, dressed in a white frock and veil. She and her groom, a two-and-a-half-year-old bichon frisé named Timmy – were married before a group of guests at an event costing up to £3,500.
Perhaps the bridesmaid looked like this:
For more dog outfits, see Tinkerbell’s Closet
And in case the cat is feeling left out, there is always the Japanese Taylor for cats
Of course it is always reassuring to know how George Bush feels about things:
Bush has expressed his belief that marriage ought to be reserved for heterosexuals: human heterosexuals. Bush is vehemently opposed to any wedding involving animals, including but not limited to monkeys, cats, parakeets, Gambian rats, zebras, donkeys, elephants, birds and/or bees and gerbils.
Well, what more is there to say?
November 5, 2006
Today is Guy Fawkes here in England – It celebrates the failure of the Gunpowder Plot, in which a group of Catholic conspirators attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament in London on the evening of 5 November 1605, when the Protestant King James I (James VI of Scotland) was within its walls.
Halloween passes by very quietly here in London from what i’ve seen – no bevvies of littlies dressed in sheets or mandarin outfits going round for candies, no pumpkins on porches and no fancy dress for older kids (other than the bog standard black goth gear that is always to be seen around Camden any day of the year).
Guy Fawkes night is the main celebration at this time of year, with fireworks and bonfires lit in all the main parks tonight, the 5th of November. I find it interesting to see how the Celtic festival of Samhain, the festival to mark the end of summer and the final harvest, has changed and mutated to result on the one hand in the north American pop culture version of Halloween and on the other to a celebration of historical religious and political rebellion.
The celtic roots of this time still show through though, much like eggs at easter. I was intrigued to see that the word bonfire originally came from the Gaelic word “bone fire” …. Anyone for a spot of burning?