Wednesday, December 24, 2003
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ROBOT
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Wednesday, August 6, 2003
Tonight my brain is teeming with clever discourse, my tongue is burnt from sipping hot chocolate too fast, and my heart aches. I am stricken with the (sad) realization that "one-of-a-kind" moments can indeed recur a second time - with no less intensity or flavour. With time, short-term arcs of love and affection will give rise to a more general curve that resembles the smaller ones. And small differences in the initial conditions facing two people can lead to wildly different outcomes.
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Saturday, February 1, 2003
it's december.
passwords / ferry rides / badly drawn boy / party planning / tony hawk / belligerence / new year's resolutions / "cold and clear" / strange dreams / naomi and lesley / foolishness / a boathouse / london and seattle / paint, light bulbs, and ceiling tiles / midnight movies / marijuana / yoshi / bad habits / headphones and hoodies / cat fights / foxglove farm / penelope cruz / trucker hats / scissors / perpetual dark / christmas cards
1. Just about stepped on another skunk last night. Any informational pamphlets on 'skunks and how to evade them' will be welcome in my inbox.
2. Everything I crave is bad for me. How does natural selection explain that?
2a. Maybe I am just destined to be selected out and devoured by a genetically superior creature.
2b. Like a skunk.
3. Quand tu decides de te conduire avec tact et pr�venance, je m'ouvrirai.
To test his sensory adaptation, a scientist once designed "upside-down glasses" - goggles that turned everything he saw upside-down. For a few days, they made him sick and disoriented. But after awhile, his brain adapted and turned the picture right-side up again. After this point, he had no problem functioning normally - until he took the goggles off, when he had to repeat the entire process.
I can't tell if I'm wearing any glasses or not, but things just got turned upside-down.
I should really stop going for runs in the middle of the night. That was my second close call with a skunk in a week.
[Here is a series of writings I wrote about three years ago, and had all but forgotten until my dear friend Annie sent them to me today. I hope you enjoy them.]
By Martin Danyluk
Robot Recipe
Robot History
Robot Report
Robot Monologue
It's 3:30am and I can't get to sleep. I think that has something to do with the fact that I didn't leave my house all day. It seems a lack of new stimulus has left me dwelling on the past, wide awake in bed. Everybody has an old itch to scratch if they're left to think about it long enough. I recently read of a study in which a group of analysts pored through hundreds of notable pieces of literature, trying to ascertain "the meaning of life" through quotes from the writing. There were a lot of answers, but the overwhelming majority of the works expressed that "life is to be enjoyed." I tend to agree with that, and after a big empty day like today, I'm not sure if I'm any farther along than I was this morning.
the parachutist
i am flying
a very small plane over a very big map
there are thousands of driveways and
backyard pools to choose from
valentines waiting to be made
thousands of lives to occupy
each with its own dinner table
and i've found one,
it's near the lake in this aerial photo
so when i jump out the hatch and land
in the middle of a story
remember that i am happy
i can stop having dreams at night and just be happy
it matters that you write me in verdana, that you possess a quiet integrity, that somehow every sad song in the world reminds me of you.
if i ever kiss you again - and i hope i do - it will be very carefully.
>>>>>>>if you have turned over any new leaves, now would be a good time to turn them back
In mathematics, "chaos theory" attempts to explain the behaviour of complex systems based on their initial conditions. If the initial conditions are only slightly different, the final results can be wildly dissimilar; a tiny imprecision in the initial conditions will grow at an enormous rate. Chaos theory is commonly explained using the Butterfly Effect: a butterfly flapping its wings over China can combine with other factors to cause a tornado over the Gulf of Mexico. Chaos theory has also helped define geometric shapes called fractals - rough or fragmented shapes that can be subdivided in parts, each of which is a reduced-size copy of the whole. Snowflakes, leaves on trees, and ripples in a puddle are all natural examples of fractals - they all contain self-similar patterns that recur on smaller and smaller scales.
The best way to flirt with me is to outwit me. The best way to attract me is to outsmart me.
The shades have been drawn to keep out the inordinate summer heat. I feel swollen, proud, like the owner of every stranger I encounter. In six weeks a cloud will crash to the street; I will revel in the smell of rain on hot pavement for about an hour. Then the sky will turn dark until June. I will hunch and become very small.
Maybe every combination of notes has already been played
Every phrase has become trite
Every verse exhausted
Every dance has been learned
And all we can do now is repeat.
Maybe when we clutch each other at night
Like tired violins
It is because we are scared of silence.
i want to write on your skin with all the words in my mouth
Every Monday night
I pass by your windowsill
I want to, but I know I never will.
When in the future I hear the word Hillary, I will be filled with peace, gratitude, and warmth.
Our house is for sale. It's amazing how much sentiment swells inside me for this place now that I'm faced with losing it. A man came to look at it yesterday; I ran into him on my way out the door. He asked me questions about the neighbourhood and I had to contain myself. I wanted to tell him everything - that I grew up here for 20 years and I remember every second of it; that in the summers I go sit on the roof and play guitar; that there's some bushes up the street, and in grade school, I'd meet Tanya Dobson there and tell her all my secret crushes; that I've slept in a tent in our backyard forest; that for so many nights I listened to my parents disagree on the front porch. I'm going to miss this place.
I wish I didn't always remember to notice the things you forget to say.
Revelations 2:03
1. I just about forgot how dope the original Super Mario Bros. is.
2. I'm up too late, as usual, lost in my own wonderful thoughts.
3. Feeling ready to let in my family.
4. We should all yield to our primitive desires - often. Fuck academia.
5. If you're anybody who's not one of my three or four best friends, I've been a curt, cocky asshole to you. I probably haven't called you back. I've broken promises. I'm sorry. I'm going to make this right.