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"When the tenor near a dissident panics, a subspace tear dies." That one almost makes sense, HA! That's fun Jimmy! After awhile we will no longer "...need another Hero" (geniuses), we'll have algorhythms to do that job (think) for us, kinda just as well. Hehehe! But then hey, maybe they will do a better job, than current, randomnly talented and at the best undependably productive geniuses! Perhaps the greatest hurdle is the physical aspect of being a genius trapped in a human, and, or handicapped human body! Oh, and of course I don't mean Xeniuses at all! Geniuses/Xeniuses; two different beasts! Heh! I'd never replace any of you wonderful people with a formula! Xenius is one example where life, living beings are better than constructs! Now the inflatable sex dolls have come a long way. But that is another matter! Welcome Svedig! Your English is excellent, though I suspect that you have other than American or British origins. I look forward to your unentanglement, and the time when we will share more info! In the meantime, well met! Anna! Decisions, decisions! Water is a central element to all of our lives! I was born under a water sign (Cancer). I chose the name Awwa, as an AZrtist's name, in my young adulthood (20 something), almost as a spirit name, which it has become. AWWA looks like water. If you search the web for Awwa (almost any search engine) you will likely find that it also stands for American Water Works Association. Coincidences aside. Egyptians designed temples with pools of water within. Throughout history, civilizations have designated Holy sites, or designed buildings, cities, centers of commerce around, or near water. Before there was flight, water was one of the major methods of transportation. Water is life, even to the point of being the "Water of Life." Heh! I like Wood! Teak is good! Teak is as good as it should! But if one were asked (and I oughta...), I'd say "Water!" Hey Brianna and Rebecca, look back about 3 or 5 posts (or more), and figure how to solicit the Czarinna's attention. (Coop, I've been meaning to congratulate you and the baby on your progress! That's gonna be one super mega incredible Xenius!) Joining is easy after acheiving her approval (though I'm not sure if she does a cavity search anymore). Lot's of these folks are Californians! In particular, San Diegians! These Xeniuses have my highest marks of approval! They are good people! I know you gonna be busy! But it might help, to have some folks to help look out for you! At the least, no one here will knowingly steer you wrong! And, it'd be great to have you here for me, to talk to! I miss you already! You're grreat folks too! Xenius forum, I just learned that they may not have left until this weekend, or maybe not 'til Monday. That's from Richmond, VA. Travel time driving straight through, a minimum of 3-5 days. So, they may not be there yet. But "..soon, oh soon the light" (-Yes-). The best to the girls traveling! And the best to all you wild and interesting folks at Xenius! Peace All! Awwa \A/
Aw Svedig! Congratulations. See, I thought you'd arrived after you sent me a pen given to you by Honk Kong's minister of finance. Stay safe out there, Sved.
jimmy I was given the Cathedral a few days ago. it's made of wood (teak and pine, for contrast). we dont like the gray paint they used for the Cathedral piece itself. So Rohan decided to paint it red. then we discovered why a player kept winning whenever he played white (or pine, as it were)---both academies were made of teak! so we had to exchange it for another set, with all pieces the right color this time. Unfortunately, some unauthorized troop movements appeared to have disrupted the flow of toys along the supply chain. i would not get the new set until Monday. In a totally unrelated event, there were only two checkpoints along the South Luzon Expressway tonight, despite persistent rumours of another insidious attempt to launch a coup d'etat. (interestingly, "etat" in my native tongue, means "excrement"). the last one was a gorgeous failure. everyone had time to wash up for dinner. only one shot was fired and it was intended to shut up a room full of rowdy reporters jostling for position. the bullet went through the ceiling and hit a table made of wrought iron. the preceeding paragraphs indicate that, at last, i may have probably arrived. coherence may follow eventually.
svedig My roommate, one Yahooer "prometheus_hex", just sent me a link to www.symbols.com which appears to be providing a unique service! I thought some of you might be interested, so I happily decided to vomit the link, thus making a consumer whore of myself. I just downloaded the free version of their encyclopedia of symbols. It's so hard to trust sources about ancient symbols and interpretations of ancient texts or etymologies though, and lately I've noticed that to believe or quote any one source just helps to create an ass of oneself because the contradictory source usually has a more interesting story. The roomy is in the next room, from which I have retreated, watching a biographical film of Van Gogh, narrated by John Hurt. I was trying to study there with earplugs in, but Hurt's voice penetrated the plugs like a faint perfume. There is something about John Hurt I really like...his voice...his aura of sincerity and earnestness. I didn't know much about him before I saw the film 1984, but now I see a trend in his movies. He's always the eccentric. The last movie I'd heard his voice in was "Watership Down", and I can't remember if I mentioned it here. It is an animated film about rabbits, their religion, their politics, and their struggle to survive among humans and other predators. It's a dark flick, and very neat. More goodies for the hive and the Black Mercury blog comes from under the knife soon soon soon. I'm going design crazy. Right now, I want to be drunk. I'm a total fan of the lemon drop martini, so much so that I want to bite into the glass as though it were candy or I am a doozer on the Fraggles. (I always felt sorry for those guys.) Also...next year Rainbow-Brite will be 21 years old. Perhaps I could meet her at a bar somewhere and maybe go home with her. Only I'd better drive. I'm not getting on Starbrite with her. I won't ride a unicorn bareback (like she does). I don't mean to be a prick, that's just the way I get down. Dig?
jimmy It's okay, I am as confused as you are. I'm trying to figure out what I'm doing for this art show I have to put together in September. It won't be my own work. I'm having a really hard time working it out. Most of the below is what has come to my head about it, but as you can see it's just a jumble of just a few fragments. The names are the potential artists. The water, bouy, water, and wood are the thematic ideas for the show.
Anna I don't understand.
jimmy I have to, um. Curate an art show. I have a list, my brainstorm. More like a pathetic drizzle. 4 names. One with a maybe next to it. One who probably doesn't even make art or live in this country. The rest of the list is 5 words long, actually 4 plus one repeat. These: water (the bouy) water/wood damn. <----that one is not on my list, but maybe it should be.
Anna A NOTE FROM A YOUNG WOMAN TO HER FATHER Dad-- Food is in the fridge. I put Mon thru Fri in different colored containers so YOU CAN'T MISS IT THIS TIME! You can throw out the containers if you don't want to wash them. You can also microwave everything. DON'T put it in the oven. I got you two new sweaters. They're by the bookshelf near the staircase. They're from JCrew. Although you might not know what JCrew is, it's a very classy store. I hope you like them. PLEASE PLEASE wear them. Maybe you're saving the clothes I buy for you or something, but what are you saving them for?! Also, I put fresh underwear in your bathroom, right next to the towels. Leave your dirty underwear in the laundry basket near the stairs. There's enough clean underwear in the bathroom to last for MORE THAN A WEEK, so please don't forget to change your underwear. There are a stack of books and dvds near the sweaters I bought you. They're from the library. If you need any help with the dvd player, call me, okay? I'll be by next week to pick up the books and dvds to return them. In the meantime, call me if you need anything. Tim will be back from vacation next week, so you'll be seeing him. Don't be afraid to walk around outside!!! It's good for you to get some fresh air. Too bad you were sleeping when I was here. I'll be back tomorrow though, to fix your bedsheets and everything. Love, Stina
x Thank you chiefwagonburner, for showing me the true way.
jimmy Awesome!! Jeffron, I'm loading a publically viewable blog for that right now. I Markovized all of the text we generated, but a buffer overflow prevented anything but the first few letters from being randomized. It is here.
jimmy A NOTE FROM AN ICELANDIC INNKEEPER TO HIS SON Hvalfjördor, I am very disappointed in you, my son. Summer is short, my boy, and we have only these few months to earn money from the tourists. We need your help here - the inn has been full every night! Yesterday two foreigners arrived. They didn’t look like they had money but the tall dark stranger paid cash for a week in advance, two big rooms. They spend all day out on the fjord, looking for rocks or some such nonsense. Your mother says to pick up some of that soap she likes, in the blue bottle. And your sister said bring back some new CDs for her, or else. Ha-ha. Well, son, I hope you and your friends have had fun in the big city. Haven’t been to Reykjavik in years and don’t intend to go but I understand you are young and want to see such places. But come back soon, we miss you. Your loving father, Jóhann
jeffron x New goodies in the hive, including a Dada poem generator, under 'linguistic utilities'. Also some Godspeed You Black Emperor, and some other stuff I shouldn't say, because software companies would call me a...what is it...that thing that a swashbuckling and heavily eyeshadowed Johnny Depp played, combining Pepe Le Pew with Keith Richards? Oh I don't remember. Good movie though. Bowie played in New York on October 20th, 2001, and sang ""America" by Simon and Garfunkle, a song which I stuck in the hive awhile back, all excited because it was just so evocative...so of course Bowie had to do it too. FYDB! New York needed it sorely, and while they seem to barely have been listening to the performance (or they were awestruck), once they heard the lyrics "I've come to look for America" and "the New Jersey turnpike" (where those who travelled through Malkovich's portal kept getting dropped off) they start cheering and listening again. After the mention of the turnpike, there is a sort of "whoaaaaaaah" from the audience, as though something neat happened on stage. Bowie took a different approach to the song, using a caliope! My office is making arrangements to send me to Louisianna for a week. This will be the first time I've ever travelled for a job. I hope it goes through. I'm excited.
jimmy  The text above was generated according to English grammatical rules and patterns and vocabulary, names and phrases taken from the Black Mercury Letters. I am still working on the script, which is crap. You can generate a new sentence by reloading the forum. Sometimes it will generate no sentence at all, in which case it simply needs to be reloaded. I have no idea why it does that, actually. It would be much cooler if I could implement Markov chains, which generate far more meaningful and varied sentences then the method I've chosen, which is stiflingly limited. I'm still looking for a way to do that. I tried to include a refresh button in the forum, but blogger doesn't like it, even though it doesn't mind the java script for the 'random' text. Markov chains are interesting. In short, and specific to generating 'random' text, let us consider the written works of Lewis Carroll. Our beloved logician and pedophile, Mr. Carroll (Dodgeson), had a fantastically lyrical writing style which was remarkably unique and easily identifiable. If we were to take the entire text of, say, the Jabberwocky poem, we could calculate the frequency of word use and the relationships between words such that, if given the word 'vorpal' as a seed, we could find the probability that it will be followed by other words. In the Jabberwocky, the word 'vorpal' is only ever followed by the words 'sword' and 'blade'. So a Markov machine designed to create random text in the style of Carroll would have a %50 of generating the phrase 'vorpal blade' or 'vorpal sword'. It rolls the dice, and falls on 'blade'. The word 'blade' appears in Jabberwocky only once, and is certainly followed by the word 'went'. Therefore, there is a %100 percent chance that the random text generator will select 'went' and produce the phrase 'vorpal blade went'. The word 'went' now, appears in Jabberwocky twice, and is followed by 'snicker-snack' and 'galumping', so there either word has a %50 chance of being selected. The dice are rolled, and so on and so forth. Jabberwocky though, is a very short poem with very specific language, and so the Markov method would produce short, limited sentences if it had only 'Jabberwocky' to go on. However, if we used all of 'Through the Looking Glass', we could produce long, seemingly infinitely varied lengths of text which sound eerily like the work of Carroll, but which Carroll himself never produced. This is how, I think, Markov chains work with respect to producing random text. I am still not sure how an expert would implement Markov algorithms, and it's possible that my analysis would produce a very weak program or be a poor implementation of Markovian mathematics. My goal, ultimately, is to write one of these proggies myself. Here is an actual Markovian production using Charles Dickens' 'A Christmas Carol' as the lexicon and seed text, which I found online somewhere: "What evidence would you have aught to teach me, let me know the Poulterer's, in the best humour possible; while the chestnuts and the Poor Law are in want of common necessaries; hundreds of figures to attract his thoughts- and yet was there an air of cheerfulness abroad that the slightest raising of it, when, another blind-man being in office, they were not. Scrooge asked the Ghost. I know what to do. But I'll offer to go, if anybody else will. Who's the worse for the reason why Scrooge thought he saw his new-born resolutions carried out in great excitement: Why, it's old Fezziwig. Are there no prisons. " You can see that there is the propensity to produce bullshit, but the capacity for grammatically correct sentences is certainly there, and with more clamped algorithms one could probably produce works which read clearly. Ok, I have to pee now. If you want to see the non-Markovian piece of crap I'm working on, it's here. It's lexicon is derived from our black mercury letters, but it's extremely limited in scope.
jimmy Yes, new members, please do email me at coop@xenius.org, I would be very happy to get you set up with a blog account. The Czarina has spoken! Heh. We had been planning a trip to SD this summer, but Chris's job is starting later than planned (can you believe he is turning his thesis in on Sunday?! It's only been 7 years, ha!) and now I'm grounded until the mini Cooper arrives. I hope we make it out there sometime in the next year, with munchkin in tow. Awwa, I am cracking up reading about the "bad kitty" fad and hoping everyone is using non-irritating markers... *evil grin* You just don't want to get a rash in any of those places. Jeffron, your new place sounds like a steal; I find I can put up with a whole lot if utilities are included. (unless crazy landlady goes to the basement and turns off the heat in the middle of December) Hope you are able to get out from under the creepy cube scene soon. Thank you all for your posts about my web site, I'm glad you enjoyed it. For reference (Jimmy) ;) , baby is about 15" long now and weighs in the neighborhood of 3 pounds. (!) Or that's what my books say.
coop I've just been "Bad Kittyed!" It's the new bar fad sweeping the nation, where a beautiful woman comes up to you, reveals a portion of her otherwise covered body, upon which is written in marker, "Bad Kitty." Then she asks if she can write on your body, "Bad Kitty." Of course, I ripped open the front of my shirt and she wrote "Bad Kitty" across my chest. The author was only one of a gang. A different lady had initiated the meeting, revealing her panty line "Bad Kitty." So I asked my authoress, "Where is your "Bad Kitty?" She pulled her pants down in back, so low, well let me say that I saw all of her "Bad Kitty!" Heh! This is a fad, much better than streaking! This is a fad that might end-up making babies! At least it appears to be one which will allow all of us to let down our pants! And that's got to be a positive thing! Hey Jeffron! Leap to what makes LOVE sense! Well, and factor in a bit of common sense. I love women! I know that we as men, are better off, when we find a woman, who can put up with our nonsense, and in the long run can believe in us! Forgive me if I'm not up to speed. I hope that all is good in that theater! Chief, what a view! Heck I got no reason to do anything more than envy you! Eddie Breen'ing is a terribly intersting Artist! Anyhows, I hope that means that all is good there! Speck, you have got to one of the coolest people I know on the web! Who else could survive a dark purple kitchen, with other room colors of salmon and army green? And then befriend the guy responsible for the decor! Well okay, he might have been way out there, when he made those decor decisions! My statement on drugs still stands. We are all better off without them! I believe that Marijuanna is a minor evil. Alcohol has much worse a physically detrimental affect. Heroin, Cocaine, LSD, Ecstasy, Crack, Meth; all have demonstrated far more devastating affects! Cigarettes.... Anything that makes you want to make it a habit, probably is not good for you! Young people will experiment as they will. With what I know, I'd say a reefer now and then won't kill you. A few beers when you are not driving, may not be a bad thing. Anything more than that, could cause serious harm. It won't always cause harm. But it could. And if you repeat the experience, then you are just rolling dice with your future. DON'T DO DRUGS OR ALCOHOL! Look at life for what it gives you unfiltered. If that bores you, go to the library and read a book that you never thought of reading before. Or sit in a field of grass and try to count all of the insects that you see. There are levels to things we take for granted, there is much more out there than we can ever conquer, in our minds. This is all we have. Find the beauty in it, and make Art, from all of the weird, great stuff you find! Who knows, maybe that's all we will ever have to make a difference with, to be remembered for, and to find satisfaction by! Be that Artist! Love learning and creating, our greatest tools! AHAHAHAHAHAHHHAA! Well, that is how I look at things! Brianna and Rebecca should be in Diego by now. I hope the trip has been nice. I hope the adjustment has been okay. Please contact me at awwa1@yahoo.com and, or this group, by emailing the czarinna. You are welcome, and this might be a good door into other things happening in San Diego. I know you'll do great, whatever may come! Peace Y'ALL! Awwa \A/
Aw Actually, she did! She gave me the green table, 2 green chairs, and the couch. She found a 2nd hand furniture store going out of business, and I got some cool stuff for xmas. Isn't she a sweetie pie, eh? It’s a pretty clear view to the bridge out my window, but to the sides and bellow it is all plants and roofs. It is pretty nice, birds come and drink out of the flowers right near my window. No screens on the windows are nice, but you have to keep food locked up and the garbage changed often or the bugs find it.
chiefwagonburner hey chief, did anna goss give you that lime green side table in your place or did you just put that in there to make her feel at home? hee hee hee... I like the abundance of plant life outside your window. quite tropical, really.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians I love my new apt - great old building, weird people. My old office was in the server room - noisy and florescent light. My new office is near windows, but my screen is open to everyone that walks by. Ah well, give up some things for other things. Jeffron, heavy (usually veggies dishes where they hide lots of oil) Chinese food will do that to me every time. I have been slacking.. at slack.. yeah. Spent a couple days in Montreal and Calgary, tied the geodesic dome for Burning Man, snorkeling with sharks, boat party, etc. The whole thing stinks of computer neglect. Last night Anna Goss and I were 2nd hand shopping for burning man and I can across this perfectly forgettable oil painting at a 2nd hand store. I picked it up for a whopping 3$ and am going to try my hand at Eddie Breen'ing it. I wish I had a decent digital camera for recording weird or sudden events - stuff that I wouldn't waste film on. I want a camera with fantastic resolution that is small enough that I don't worry about packing it around. Two problems – I don’t think one exists, and I am sure I couldn’t afford it if it did. Perhaps I should forget the resolution part and just get a tiny cheapy one. At that point I might as well get the cell phone with a camera. Super geek, here I come.
chiefwagonburner Hey jeffron, maybe your job wouldn't suck (hee hee...) so bad if it were internet porn. Perhaps you just need to make the leap. I hate having lame jobs. Especially ones that involve cubicles and the slightest bit of intrusion on your precious right to slack. alas. I decided to take my apartment when I first saw it because I liked the apartment manager (a 60ish year old flamboyantly gay Puerto Rican man who talked my ear off about doll houses and alcoholics when he showed me the place), and I was awed by the salmon pinkish-peach color of the walls and ceiling with army green trim and a dark purple kitchen. I mean, what the fuck? It made no sense at the time other than being bizarre, but then when I met the guy who used to live there and realized that he does a buncha speed, it all suddenly made sense. I've only painted over part of it in the 4+ years that I've been there. The kitchen is still floor & ceiling dark purple and the hall and the bathroom are still the salmon color floor & ceiling, but I repainted the main room because it was a-freakin' me out. Too much if you're not on speed, really. But I've befriended the bizarre guy that used to live there and originally painted it like that. He's quite a trip I must say, but with charm. You're forgiven a lot in this life if you've got charm. my boyfriend being a perfect example of that, in fact.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Slack, oh how I have neglected thee. My job, well, it's awful. Worst one I've ever had. I swear, I'm this (holds thumb and forefinger barely apart) close away from internet porn. Okay, no, but the bell will toll soon. If my personal life wasn't going so well, I'd be a wreck. That's keeping me going, but the job is killing my artistic life, and I need that to maintain my humanity, lest I devolve into a state more feral than my current one. It's been an eventful couple of weeks in Jeffronland. I moved to a new apt. It's actually an ancient apt, but it is 400 bucks a month, and includes heat, electricity, and gas, so with that I should be able to quit and take the three weeks off I need to complete my seriously overdue thesis project. My landlord is an ancient Italian man who exudes this aura of resignation, though it's unclear what exactly he has resigned himself to. He has rhumatoid arthritis that gnarls his hands into knots but he makes the effort to shake hands. He showed me the apt, and I took to it right away. It's hard to explain why. I guess it is clean, and the carpet is brand new, and it has nifty built-in bookselves and little carved moldings and all that. The ceiling is the only part I don't like, it's those pre-fab panels I spent years staring at while tilted back in my seat during high school. Going from a big tub to only a shower will be a change, too, but I figure trading a tub for an oven is a pretty even deal. I had no oven in my old apt, just two burners. Now I'll be able to cook frozen pizza. Ebbing ever closer to civilization. I'm at work now. This job sucks. We'll get to that in a minute, but right now I have to describe the environment. It's like working in a submarine. But not one of those Russian submarines, where everyone is smoking unfiltered cigarettes in the engine room and going about their business with a sense of doom enfused with a sense of comraderie and purpose. It's more like a submarine designed by a color-blind, paranoid, obsessive psychologist. I'm sure the layout was sold as being "a workplace of openness" where employees would function as a "team". Each cubicle is about 10 feet long, and house three people. There is one wrap around desk. One person sits at the space in the middle, and the other two sit at angles, just enough to have their backs slightly to the middle person, giving privacy as long as one doesn't turn their head more than 15 degrees. Of course, that's part of the psychology. If you don't turn your head all day, you are working. If your privacy can be disturbed at any moment, you are working. I think I'm hypoglycemic. Every day after lunch I'm groggy and dizzy to the point where my head lolls. This lasts about an hour and then I'm just tired and irritable. I suppose no breakfast followed by a heap of chinese food will do that. Ok, I am going to get some coffee, paste this small text window into the blog, and end today's slack while I am still conscious. More later.... Oh, and just to get it on the record, Cedric at Commercial Metals, you suck rocks.
jeffron x Great Jimmy! I know they'd love to meet you! That's all I meant! Look out for Brianna and Rebecca. At least that's how I knew them. If there's any doubt, I could provide quizzical information. But believe me, if you meet these gals, you'll be pleased, you'll know you with the right stuff! They are great, and have my highest certification! Ah to be so young, with a dream and the ambition to see it through! Love you Brianna and Rebecca! I hope that you've already seen this site by now! You have to apply through the Blog Czarinna (see the link provided by the side of the Journal/Blog). But Coop is cool! You probably could join without my endorsement. You guys are that cool, too! Realisticaly, their plans were to start driving on Monday. On good straight through driving terminology, it'd take 3-5 days. With stops inbetween (normal nightly breaks), it might take a week. Heck, with sight-seeing, it might take two weeks! Factor in a setting-up time, a"I forgot to email you" time, and other factors... we could be looking at 2 to infinity weeks. Alas, I am one small man. I do what I can. Good for you Coop! That's gonna be one web savy baby! The Mom and Pop are already there. Won't take long for the yongun' to get up to speed. It's part of the behaviorial model. But then, that's how many modern babies are being procreated. Technology is our friend. It's other men we have to beware of! Peace Y'ALL! Awwa \A/
Aw Oh yeah, Awwa, I'd love to show your friends around and introduce them to San Diego. Just let me know. [!!]
jimmy I second the 'lovely' thing, coop. Looking at the sonigrams it's very difficult to judge relative size, so I'm always imagining I'm looking at a baby the size of my thumb in spite of how long it's been since your announcement, so the 'regular' pictures help out the reproductively challenged!
jimmy Oh, coop. I'm glad you put your tummy shot up, you look so lovely! It's so cool seeing your pictures, thanks for sharing with us.
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