Created Friday 20 July 2018
I really do believe we are still rooted to our starving and diseased ancestors (and not evolved cognitively beyond them) that a valid measure of the cutting edge (pun not intended, but allowed to stay) of a culture are its knives. My falkniven and D2 pocketknife. (Eric, do you carry a knife? You should.)
See? Yeah. This is why I need a time-robust piece of text writing and linking. I can .html it (and just may), but I really really would rather just be able for it to be taken care of as well as Zim nearly does.
"Tech," but there's been a whatever-you-call-it "slide" of the "t" sound to the "d" sound. (What happened to Ds? I dunno, whatever does)
Yeah, yeah, robots as that which is adapted to an artificial life. Which is mostly characterized as being very fast to adapt at a deep and persistent level to a wide range of artificial terains. Robots adapt fast and easily shed anything unnecesssary. [while watching the opening credits to Ghost in teh Shell; and those singers have a really weird voice. Not what I'd want as the voice of my girlfriend.]
And, yeah, robots blink less, however they see. Things move so fast (light speed, really) that it's not adaptive to have your sensors down at all. So, if anything, you blink one eye at a time. (or have "down times" when you have only one eye open at a time for those with many eyes)
I do like how she stays flexibe. Over-specdialize and you breed in weekness.
It's funny how I'm destined for this life. Not in a divine way at all--no gods needed. Just that I see how my self was made up, constructed day by day to be this doing this task. It's a weird feeling--yeah, that includes wondering very seriously about what else there is out there (if this is so well put together, is there more that is, too?)--but that simply finds it curious that--yeah--I am totally made to be using science (and a little art when I need to) to promote animal (and something else I didn't realize but had been always there in my outcast way then) issues. I was built for humane education. And, yeah, that's a really weird thing to say. Weird words indeed. Hey, reader, what are yours? : )
And what kind of chair have you grown into? Mine's a damned nice (no, but not the nicest...) pieces of office chair. A lot more black and spacey than you would ever think of me. And really darned comfy in a pretty healthy way.
And one good thiung about good anime. They can show gun firing more accurately since real recoil would kill most actors. Even if it took 20 takes.
I like a cheese that's like eating butter.
You know, Eric, these are the skills of the bottom. Learn them, be able to use them, sure. I can. I did and I'm glad I did; you do gotta be able to survive. But perfect them only as much as you plan on staying at the bottom. Me, I try to perfect the skills of the top.
Remember what it was like. Imagine, then, spending your entire adult life being a teen ager. That's what it's like to be a teen ager.
Ah fuck you. Yeah, fuck you. Look: If you want me to deal with you, then you have to deal with me. Me, I'm going with the dealers.