Archive for March, 2009

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iApprove: xkcd.

March 31, 2009

It isn’t often that you find a truly nerdy webcomic.  Sure, plenty of webcomics are slightly nerdy (Weregeek, College Roomies from Hell), but very few of them dig deep into the nitty-gritty of nerddom.

xkcd has it nailed.

It’s a funny thing about this comic.  I have no idea whether the title is insanely obscurely nerdy or just a random string of consonants.  The art style is practically nonexistant (all of the characters are stick figures).  But the humor… the humor is witty with a level of elegance that one doesn’t typically find outside Mensa clubs.  (Speculation, unfortunately.  I am unsure that Mensans really have a sense of humor.)  One strip, for example, is dedicated to that crazy dream everyone has where they’re back in highschool and have managed to miss all their classes for the semester.  Other strips cover strange habits that the author has developed just to mess with people’s heads (such as adding “no pun intended” to the end of sentences that contain no puns.)  The tagline is “A webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language,” and the comic manages to touch on each of these subjects with solid intellectual wit.

Quick warning, though: some of the humor may not be appropriate for children.  Sex, though non-explicit, is an occasional topic.

Read it at http://www.xkcd.com/

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Well, that was embarassing…

March 31, 2009

Apparently April 1st isn’t until tomorrow.  And here I had about two and a half pages of script written. :P

Not a problem, though.  I deleted the stuff I had, so I’ll have to start from mental notes tomorrow, and I’ve gotten a few things figured out that I can work on before then.  Plus I can do some last-minute cracking on my sister’s project, do some laundry, get a shower, and finish vacuuming the floors.

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iApprove: Strange Sea Creature Battle.

March 30, 2009

Over at Pharyngula, I came across this marvelous video of a cuttlefish stalking its prey, complete with enthusiastic Japanese voice-over.  Stand in awe of the cuttlefish and his tongue-jutsu.

Watch it at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4RU8dbeMMQ

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Welp, Script Frenzy starts tomorrow…

March 30, 2009

As is to be expected, I’m excited, nervous, and a bit anxious.  It is, after all, a dramatic undertaking – one which I will have to balance with several other activities.  As I have mentioned, April is gardening season.  In addition, my sister is placing pretty heavy demands on me to help with “our” project.  I should be quite busy this April.

With that in mind, I’ve made a list of things I will need to do today and in the upcoming month…

  1. Get up-to-date on all the webcomics I read today.  Then see if I can go the entire month without ever reading them.
  2. Vacuum all the floors in the house, including the linoleum bits.  That will greatly reduce the amount of housework I have to do during SF.
  3. Let my little brother have significant quantities of computer time.  Notebooks may be my friend this April.
  4. Play TFOS with my siblings at least twice.
  5. Finish making the hairs for my sister and continue to supply input for that particular project.  Drag the inspiration out kicking and screaming if I must.
  6. Carve the remaining sections of my script from more-or-less whole cloth.
  7. And, of course, continue to update iApprove more or less daily.

What fun.  I’ve finished catching up on the webcomics already, so now I’m going to attempt #2 and #3.

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iApprove: The Blind Watchmaker.

March 29, 2009

I admit, I envy Richard Dawkins to a degree.  Being an actual biologist, he is qualified to do something that I am not: to make statements about evolution based on numerous observed facts, rather than cobbling something together based only on physics as I understand him.

And perhaps that’s as it should be.  It seems utterly ridiculous to me that for my “belief” in evolution to be held credible, I must have a complete working knowledge of evolutionary biology at the ready to counter any question someone throws at me.  Nonetheless, that exact view is held by many critics of evolution: that one would have to have a complete working knowledge of the subject, including the methods by which every unusual body part could ever have developed, in order to believe that evolution could happen.

I suspect that this is probably because of their own experience with belief.  The sort of people who are most likely to criticise evolutionary theory are accustomed to an all-or-nothing, house-of-cards sort of truth – one in which the removal of any piece will cause the entire theory to crumble.  They fail to understand the proper method in which we create scientific theories: that is, if evidence proves said theory to be false, then the theory is either modified to include the new evidence or exchanged for a more accurate theory.

But I digress.

Since I have been thrust into this situation – a rather uncomfortable and antagonistic world in which the phrase “there are no lay evolutionists” holds far too much weight – I will do my best to get the information I need so that I may defend my “beliefs” to the fullest.  In the meantime, rather than egging me about the minute details of evolution, check out Richard Dawkins’ video, The Blind Watchmaker:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3fgf-g8jJ7Q

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iLOL’d: Study: 38 Percent of People Not Actually Entitled to Their Opinion.

March 28, 2009

While browsing Unreasonable Faith, I came across a link to an article from The Onion that struck a few familiar chords – and my funnybone.

While I don’t feel it’s my place to say who is or is not entitled to their opinion – oy, the social problems that could arise if we began limiting such things – I think that everyone has run into at least one person who seemed to be so mind-bogglingly stupid that they were not even qualified to think about the subject they were spouting about, much less forming an opinion on it.

Read about it at http://www.theonion.com/content/news_briefs/study_38_percent_of_people

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BeingGreen: Staying Warm & Cool Without Electricity: Part 1.

March 27, 2009

Well, it’s not exactly winter or summer, but a recent cold snap has brought to light a particular topic: how to stay warm (or cool) without using large quantities of electricity.

It’s human nature, of course, that when we get too hot or too cold we try to fix it.  And it’s human nature to look for the easiest method possible, which generally amounts to cranking up the thermostat.

And there are, as usual, a few problems with that.  For one thing, a single temperature is rarely suitable for everyone; someone’s liable to be too hot or too cold.  For another thing, air conditioning uses power, which costs money and has environmental impacts.  While it isn’t often feasible to lay off the air conditioning entirely (especially here, where temperatures can reach >100 degrees in the summer), you can usually reduce its running time and still keep warm fairly well.

To that end, I present Part 1: Staying Warm.

The first step is a big, looming one, of the kind that might terrify casual greeners, but is fortunately a one-time procedure: removing any window drafts.  This is best done when the outside air is cold, since cold drafts are very easy to detect when the house is warm; it may also be possible when the air is hot.

You should first go through your house, turn off all fans, and close all windows.  Make sure that they are tightly sealed, with no visible cracks; any window that cannot close fully should be noted as faulty and replaced.  Once the windows are tight, check for invisible leaks: stand in front of the window and feel around for patches of cold air or cold breezes.  Move around if necessary, and consider asking another person to double-check.  Any windows with leaks should also be replaced.

(Note: It is possible that, no matter how thoroughly you check, some leaks may go undetected.  The only way to discover these is to sit in front of the window for long periods of time, employing whatever methods you usually use to keep yourself at a comfortable temperature, and note if you are unusually cold anywhere.  Cold feet are a sure leak detector.)

(Second note: All leaks may not be in the windows.  Floors, ceilings, skylights, and vents can all let in cold air.)

Once you’ve completed Step 1 – or if, for some reason, you are incapable of doing so at the moment, but would like to save on electricity anyway – you can tackle the remaining steps, which are mainly small things you can do to increase your personal heat without warming the entire house.

  1. Wear footwear.  If you’re like me, and are usually more concerned with keeping your feet cool than warm, this can be a problem.  If you don’t want to track dirt around your house on your shoes, it can also be a problem.  The best solution I’ve found is to keep a pair of fuzzy slippers on hand and wear them when I’m really cold.
  2. Wear enough clothes.  Sweaters, longjohns, and the like can all be extremely useful, though it can be time-consuming and annoying to pile on the layers.  A warm, fuzzy bathrobe makes a good quick fix, and withstands a considerable amount of cold.  Frigid hands benefit from gloves, though you’ll want to leave the fingers off when you type.
  3. Drink warm fluids.  A cup of hot chocolate or coffee in the cold can be very soothing.  If you have it in a ceramic or glass mug, keep the mug around; it stays warm well after the drink is gone and can used to warm cold fingers.
  4. Acclimate yourself to cooler temperatures.  Start reducing the thermostat setting a little bit at a time, allowing yourself to adjust to each setting before you move it down again.  You may never get to a point where you really feel warm in lower temperatures, but you should find it easier to get and stay that way without cranking up the heat.

Of course, staying warm at work or in bed is a slightly different matter than during the day in your own home.  Some of these tips can be carried over, but some situations will require improvisation.  You’ll need to employ your own ingenuity to deal with these situations as they arise.

Good luck!

(Stay tuned for Part 2: Staying Cool.)

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iApprove: Script Frenzy.

March 26, 2009

There, I’ve said it.

As of… well, some days ago, actually, I’ve decided that I will be participating in Script Frenzy this year.  A month-long scripting event brought to you by the creators of NaNoWriMo, Script Frenzy differs in that it asks you not to write a novel in November, but a script in April.

I hadn’t been planning on doing it at first.  (Ironically, that’s what I said about NaNoWriMo.)  But when it occurred to me that this would be the perfect opportunity to script out a game for RPG Maker, which my mother has been rather gently reminding me to use, I had to jump at it.

It will be challenging.  I will have to come up with new plot elements on the fly and juggle scriptwriting with early gardening.  I will have to deal with my sister whining because I’m not helping her with the project that we are supposedly collaborating on.  There will be moments of joy, moments of stress, and moments of pure panic.

All in all, it should be a lot like NaNoWriMo.

Interested in Script Frenzy?  Read about it at http://www.scriptfrenzy.org

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iApprove: Transformers.

March 25, 2009

Pfft… it’s after eleven-thirty and, thanks largely to my dad, I still haven’t made a post.  Worse, I’ve completely forgotten what it was I was going to post about.

So I’ll say a little bit about Transformers.

My introduction to the franchise started with the toys.  I was utterly fascinated by the things – small beasties or vehicles that, with a few (or several) deft maneuvers, transformed into humanoid shapes.  They were incredibly entertaining to play with.  Unfortunately, at the time I did not have any.

Years later, I happened to have gotten ahold of some money and was going through a liquidation store, where I noticed they had some Transformers in the toy aisle.  Intrigued, and remembering the enthusiasm from my childhood, I bought a few.

It got me hooked.

I’ll admit, I don’t have a huge collection; I’m not a drooling uberfanboy or anything.  But there is something so simplistically brilliant about these toys – especially the ones that transform from realistic-looking cars into robots.  And there’s something very alluring about the story behind it; stories of visitors from another world who are both very different and very familiar to a human perspective.

And… well, to be honest, I have a huge soft spot for both transformation fiction and giant robots.  Transformers is a match made in heaven.

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iApprove: The Nutcracker and the Mouse King.

March 24, 2009

A recent YouTube rampage by my sister has dug up one of my favorite childhood curiosities: The Nutcracker. A series of music pieces utilized by numerous ballets based on an old children’s book, any of those ballets, or the book itself, The Nutcracker has made itself an integral part of many people’s childhoods in various forms.

For me, it began with the ballet and the music.  The music I was familiar with through Fantasia, wherein Disney’s artists had transformed an otherwise unremarkable collection of music (to a four-year-old) into a visual masterpiece.  (I thoroughly credit Fantasia for my love of the music.)  The story had been gleaned from someone’s description, or possibly from a viewing of the ballet as a very young child.  As far as I knew, the whole plot was thus: girl meets toy, girl falls in love with toy, girl throws a slipper, toy whisks girl off to Dreamland, endless dancing ensues, girl wakes up and it was all just a dream.   Honestly, I didn’t care for it very much.

I’d say that that all changed as I got older, but that wouldn’t really be true.  However, I was fortunate enough as an older child to get my hands on a copy of the book – the original, warts-and-all, Princess Pirlipat-involving book about a girl named Marie.  I was shocked, to say the least.  I had never heard of these details before, and I had no idea where they had come from.  And besides, Clara was a better name for the heroine.  Aside from the inclusion of the Nutcracker’s backstory, I didn’t really care for it.

Then came the YouTube rampage.

Now, looking back on the story, I realize that there is something elegant about it.  About Godfather Drosselmeier, the leering, slightly insane yet brilliant and well-loved tinkerer.  About the nutcracker, a hideous yet strangely charming figure, a child’s toy and a useful tool in one, ever courageous in the face of his extended misfortunes.   About Marie, too; one of very few children who, already at that tender age, had developed a capacity to love so much more than the surface.  There is a certain amount of ambiguity that I don’t particularly care for, but when I look back on it, the story is revealed with some sincerity; Drosselmeier, for all his hand-waving and dismissals of Marie’s claims, seems to be putting on an act for stiff-lipped, sane adults who wouldn’t understand the situation.  It is a story that is rarely done justice, and I would love to see it unfurl sometime in the manner for which it was written.

(Tim Burton, I’m talking to you.)