updates!
finally solved the buggy solidworks part. talk about counter intuitive! kudos to tom for solving a very annoying problem through sheer persistence.

am also finally though with this week's homework! can finally relax a little. ton of stuff due mon/tues next, though, so i'd better mosey along to doing it eventually.

Stuff I wanted to talk about but didn't have the time to get through yesterday (because of rant)
Went to SF over Sat with El, and saw fun stuff! well, some of it is rantworthy, and some deserves a rave.

Raves: garlic restaurants! yay! garlic garlic garlic! isn't that just sooooo cool? it ranks up there with mushroom restraunts and pancakes at carrillon, though not as high as crepe suzette's and their amazingly good crepes. nessa's made a foodie out of me as you can tell. i remember when i was younger (and a part of me still does think this way) food was merely a means to survive, not an end to itself. i ate because i had to, not because of any particular pleasure i took from food. this obviously made dieting a snap: since i only need to eat as much as i need to live, excess food can be happily ignored. these days good food is hard enough to find (try going from 2 1/2 years of army food and then to crappy DC food) that i'll eat tons of everything i can.

case in point: steak escape. appeared once in the suntec ring. has subsequently disappeared. wonderful food. i love philly cheesesteak sandwiches. am now going to make some at the earliest opportunity. hope it's mushroom season in perth , though i doubt it.

neutral: SF tourist stuff. cool the first time, not so cool the next. tourist stuff is actually quite predictable and boring. again i see nessa's influence. these days i'd much rather curl up with a good book and my cuddly fiance. would love to prowl the streets and try stuff or do stuff - it's certainly a lot more fun than in singapore, though commercialised enough that it lacks that small town charm you always find in australia (at least perth). don't want to burn a rather large hole in my wallet though - never know when that cash will become vital. the recent heartache trying to get a flight to perth has driven that home.

rant: basic brown bear factory. there's a store along fisherman's wharf called the basic brown bear factory. the premise is that you pick an unfinished bear and the people there help you stuff it and sew it and what not. great concept, even if the bears are pretty ex, i can see the attraction. i can understand that this is a commerical operation, but i find the presentation offered really bad. first off, you get a quaint little shop, with bear stuffing machines, bright multicoloured furnishings and bears all over the place. great! it looks just like a cute bear making workshop. i can forgive the propaganda that refers to the people there as "expert bearmakers" too. i mean, what else do you want to call them that 8 year olds will understand? but the two kids running the place really threw the image off. both teens in cargo pants. the bear stuffer's in piercing heaven, looks like a punk rocker. his buddy's sitting pretty on a stool working with a bear. now, i don't care what they look like, but if you're going to work in a cute little bear shop and making bears for little girls, you act the damn part. there was a little girl buying a bear when i was there and if i was her i would be so disillusioned with some david bowie wanna-be mechanically telling me to step on this here pedal here and then half-heartedly proceding to stuff my chosen animal. (could see her face alternate between wonder as her lamb was being stuffed and blankness at the bear stuffer's attitude) it just isn't right. maybe the days of handmade toys are over and no one really cares about what they make, but there's no reason to rub it into the face of children. logically, i know the little brats probably don't give a toss, but i can't help but feel it's wrong. stuffed animals are to some extent special to children. and call me sentimental, but i still cherish mine. it isn't right to treat them with such dispassion, espcially in front of the kids. have we really all forgotten what it was like to be children? or am i just romanticising? and if i am, then what's the point of living in the first place? you're born, you suffer and you die. some things must be worth all that or life is truly meaningless. and childhood's one of those things. i guess in short i'm mad that what could have been a magical childhood experience has been turned into a commercial interest. but then, i shouldn't be surprised. this is america, after all.


LOTR 2 EXTENDED:
CCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mr. Jackson, why'd you go and cut those scenes???? they explain so much! make the movie so much more characterful! and they're really funny (gimli - legolas scene comes to mind). i felt that two towers was a bit too much of a massive fight scene, but with all the additions in the extended it matched, possibly surpassed the 1st movie. great pacing, delightful look at each character.... the only people i don't like are sam and frodo, but i never really liked those two bums (hey, i'd delete all the frodo-sam bits just to have more of boromir or eomer). i may actually be able to forgive the aragorn falls over the cliff bit now. El's right too: faramir does look like richard gere. i still think sean bean is cuter, though. (not serious enough a face for any other role except eomer, though.)

of course, kudos to amazon once again for delivering the product approximately a week before they said it would come. S is getting a copy of LOTR too and she ordered from amazon a month before me, but hers hasn't come. weird, non? maybe amazon realises that i am of the obsessive gamer fan type and a biblophile to boot and thus i get preferential treatment... if so, they have a good marketing department.

hm... talked to nessa. feel much better. am trying not to think about class in 6 hours. class sucks. damn. this isn't helping. off to bed and will blog more later. but am pondering that i am so very, very, very grateful that i have her in my life.

people are going to die. in this case it's the idiots who programmed solidworks "the leader in solid modelling." it will be from natural causes - suicide being natural when i force them to design structural works with their crappy program.

some background on this: last thursday i was in the lab for 5 hours straight doing a weekly assignment that should have been possible to complete in 2. this weeks solidworks work was the "short thanksgiving holiday" version. we spent 5 hours working on it and are still stuck. this does not make sense. for the first, what? 10 weeks of the course, we could all finish homework on time. last week most of the course didn't finish and decided to drop the "hard" assignment (we get to drop the lowest grade), but this week's is just as fustrating... so i forsee dropped work, since most haven't started on this just yet. and it took me 4 hours to finish only half of it!

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actually, instead of using cut and paste rants, i should just go and smash something. that usually makes me feel better. sometimes i feel that i'm slightly like the nac mac feagle: i feel just a little more cheerful after starting a fight. but sadly, assualting random people is a crime, so i'm stuck without options for the time being. *grrr*



ANYWAY.
The good thing is that we actually acheived something vis-a-vis our e28 project today. it's nearly done and i am very, very pleased with what we've acheived. we'll be done by the end of the week, or early into the next, thanks to thanksgiving break, but no mad rush, unless it's the mad rush to decorate the thing. you know it's good when you're debating how do attach spotlights to the design and whether x-mas tree lights make a good decoration.

a summary of life since friday:
i did indeed play warcraft. i am starting to see a link between warcraft and lack of sleep. to wit: i can't sleep when playing warcraft. 2 solutions present themselves: either play less warcraft or play enough so i get good enough to play in my sleep.

whoops. nessa called. gtg.

"Hello World."

I should have posted the above earlier, it being a rather classic "first output" expression.

In either case, the world is still spinning as far as I know. That being said, it's spinning a little more than usual thanks to wonderful, wonderful e28. I shall need sleep very, very soon. Barring Warcraft.

I really ought to go to bed, though, games or no. I have been dragooned into fasting tommorrow, so I'll need to be up early to eat (and then I'll promptly go back to sleep - first class is at 11).

Interesting things happening in my life: (this is why you read this, no?)

I got a crash course in Heidergain (how do you spell that?) philosophy in Matrix class today. Prof Dreyfus came down to discuss some aspects of Revolutions and we got bogged down in the nature of Matrix reality. I see his point, and I can even see how the situation he sees is probably the most logical explanation for the Matrix. An in depth look at this follows at the end of this post.

Also, E's okay with me crashing her whirlwind tour of the bay area. This is way cool because Berkelian that I am, I still haven't seen much of the Bay, and I really ought to. Would like to get a cool trenchcoat too because it's cold and I need another coat. The drizzabone is nice, but I get rather odd looks wearing it.

And, best of all, I'm the strangest person D knows. Also the sweetest, but that's hardly a compliment... Strange is cool, though. Nark! All hail the cheerfully insane!



Okay! On to philosophy:
It's good to have someone who knows this explain this stuff to you. There's a tendency to fall back to your own personal philosophy rather than fully embracing a philosopher's standpoint. I know some feel that we shouldn't accept someone else's ideas on faith, but the point is that accepting and understanding another philosophy is not the same as believing it. Rather, it behooves one to comprehend what's offered so we can properly contrast it to our own views.

And this utter rejection of differing points of view is what plagued the class today. In hindsight, it could be said that Prof Dreyfus didn't fully explain the foundation of his reasoning and philosophy before hitting us with it's implications, which meant that almost everyone disagreed, and once those antagonistic viewpoints surfaced, it was obviously difficult for people to change their minds.

What does Heideger say? The basis of our argument today was the principle that while there is an objective reality, humans never really perceive it. It's not just a matter of sense leading to intepretation, where our brains pluck meaning (and different meanings, depending on upbringing, nature, etc) out of a stream of purely physical information. Rather, our individual state during the act of perception affects what we perceive. Like a selective filter that filters information prior to intepretation... Examples we covered today included the different ways people viewed other people: in Greek times, a person was a Hero or a Slave, under the Christian worldview, you're a Saint or a Sinner. Both these dichotomies are incompatible, and we see a time where we have a paradigm shift in perception. Under the Heidegerian view, how we categorise people would affect how we perceive them - what chracteristics we choose to notice. And this filtering is intrinsic to the very act of perception. You cannot perceive something without loading it with your worldview. It's just impossible.

Our matrix example is birds. Birds in the matrix are governed by a program, the Oracle says (and how are we to disbelieve someone who can accurately fortell the future?) Now, the bird "frame" (AI reference. A "frame" is all that an AI system needs to know about a bird to be able to recognise and simulate it) is limited to, as Smith says in the original movie, to what existed in the early 21st century. (I think I'll swap over to regular programming jargon. Let's call the "frame" an object - which is what it most closely resembles in the matrix world anyway. An object is an instance of a class. A class is a framework or template the defines the properties of objects. Classes can be inherited, so for example, a "bird" class could describe birds in general and pass on properties to a "pigeon" class which would then proceed to define more specifics about the type of bird in question. In AI speak, a pigeon is a bird.... Objects can contain information, and they also store functions or methods - means of manipulating themselves or other objects. Basically the upshot of this is that the bird program can very well peck at you because it probably has a "peck somebody" function stored. Birds also weigh something because there's a "how much do I weigh" data entry somewhere in each bird. ) So, what is the problem here? Well, the viewpoint the birds were programmed in is probably rather limited. In class Prof D. mentioned that people once viewed birds as natural wonders, then later as creations of God. Now we see them as biological creatures, endangered species, whatever. In any case, because worldview affects what we see, the matrix has an extremely hard time reacting to people with really odd points of view. Of course the birds will have information to cover most points of view: a happy person would see the birds in a cheery light, or an angry one in some other way. A religious person might perceive that the birds are as aspect of the perfection of God's creation, etc... But the number of such views the matrix can deal with is limited. The matrix knows what each of these people wants to see, and will send the appropriate data. A hungry pigeon eater will see the right sort of data he might need to catch and eat a pigeon, or to think that a pigeon is tasty (possibly he's the only one to catch the "good" scent off the bird - because his mind wants that smell to be there and the matrix is programmed to respond to that desire). A pigeon loving bread tosser wouldn't receive the same signals from the matrix. What's bad about this is when someone comes in with a completely novel POV. The matrix can't deal with it. This person has "trouble accepting the simulation." If this happens enough and people don't "accept the program", then the matrix will crash, which is a bad thing.

Now, that is a key point about the matrix. It, by it's very nature, limits creativity. Or more specifically, you can only see things though matrix vision or not at all. This divides the world into people who are content with this lack of freedom and those who aren't. And therein lies the reason why a person might want to be out of the matrix - sure you have all the steak you want, but them you can't experience life in new ways (one of the key "joys" of human existence under the Heidegerian model is that of creativity). Those who stay could be labeled as "unauthentic" and those who leave "authentic" (why this term exactly, I don't know, but I guess it's because they don't fully experience the range available to them as human beings)

Now this all only works when you assume that the matrix program is limited. That only a limited amount of bird data is stored. What would happen if every atom in the bird is simulated? Would that not lead us to a "real" reality? To dispute that the experiences in such a "completely simulated" world are identical to the "real" world would be to dispute the very basis of the empirical method and science. Basically, there were a few adamant souls who felt that every physical law would have a model in the matrix, and that it could all be simulated. Hence, the matrix would allow creativity, insofar as the real world does - there is no limiting of perception because you get all the data you would have gotten if you were in the real world.

Prof D. is a rhethoritician and philosopher, and didn't dicuss the technical requirements for this. The people proposing these arguments were also not physical science students. I can say, with some justification, that the "model everything" approach doesn't make technical sense. Lets look the reasons why:
1)Why am I wasting CPU cycles? Obviously the machines wouldn't waste precious CPU cycles simulating and excessively complex simulation for the entertainment of mere power sources. It's like building the internet of cattle. A waste and they won't appreciate it anyway...
2)Computation, computation, computation. To simulate a world as complex as reality, it requires one heck of a simulation. That means a heck of a lot of computing power. Now, this may seem like a similar argument to point 1, but what I am going to say here is that you couldn't possibly come up with enough CPU power to do the whole physical simulation thing. Why? Take Stephen Wolfram's research into computational life and complexity - even simple systems can be arbitarily complex, and their patterns of behavior are impossible to project/preduct without actually performing an observation. This means that there is no "short cut" to simulating a system. In most truly complex systems (ie, most systems in the world around us) you might as well calculate the position of each atom every picosecond to get a good simulation. And true enough, this simulation would be essentially reality. The problem is, by the time you get enough computing power to calculate the position of every molecule in a city, you might as well build the damn city and sit back and watch. In fact, the "simulated" system takes more computing power than you can contain in the city itself (obvious principle: the best/most efficient simulation system for something is that thing itself) So, to simulate 1 planet full of humans perfectly to the level required, we need at least enough space for 1 planet full of humans. Obviously the machines don't have this much real estate on hand, so this you need some sort of simplification of the system to simulate it at all. And any simplification sets limits on what is achievable in the simulation vs. reality itself.

So essentially I'm saying that perfect simulation is technically impossible. Without perfect simulation, all simulation is limited, and by that very limitation, limits the scope of the people living within that simulation. The matrix is thus a not nice place to live, more or less. This argument on technical grounds was what was missing in today's discussion, so I hope I can count on this as a rebuttal to all those who persisted in the argument for perfect simulation and nothing being missing.

As usual, the universe seems to want to keep Nessa and me apart. This time round it seems cheap flights between Singapore and Perth are few and far between. It looks like we'll settle for a rather expensive trip (though not the really expensive $900 one). To everybody who intends to see me in Singapore: I suspect I'll leave as soon as I arrive, but that I'll be back early because getting a standby in early Jan is much harder than just before Christmas. So, I shall be seeing you folks around, though not nearly as long as I would like.

Found out that I goofed my phyics midterm. *sulks!* It's so ironic: I'm making unforgivable errors in the subject I think I'm best in. Nothing much I can do about it now though. And Prof. Boggs said not to shoot myself till I saw the grade, so I guess there must be lots of partial credit for that goofed problem. Got my ESPM paper back and am satisfied with what I got though. And therein lies the irony: why am I better at things I possibly detest than those I love? Is it because I know I'm worse at it and pay more attention? Possibly and possibly not. In retrospect I believe that I am unusually careless with physics, but that that doesn't explain the entirety of the mistakes I make. I suspect that part of the cause (of my goofing up) is that the paper is, in a way, designed to trip up those who are careless. A natural tendency to make stupid mistakes is thus exacerbated quite a bit.

grr.

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'n nasty. You don't want people breathing your
air, much less getting close enough to TOUCH
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well, that isn't very surprising. and i get a picture of Motoko from GITs too! *grin*

Okay, we're waiting for pizza, so I guess I do have time to type.

Thank you to the people who actually read my blog. Wow. I have readers. Well, all of you who've commented are actually people who've I've linked and who've linked me, so I guess it goes without saying that I get visits.
It has been pointed out to me that I spelled inertia wrong. I blame microsoft and the reliance on spellcheck it fosters. Also, the devil made me do it.

Why am I pissed with the 'rents? Well, Dad unilaterally decided to change my flilght from Air France to JAL, just to save me 6 hours in the air. But AF charges $200 less than JAL, so I think it's a horrible waste of money. He did this more or less without telling me (okay, so I basically skim parental letters without really reading much - but that isn't the point. In this instance, there was no consultation). And now, he wants to fly Nessa to Singapore rather than letting me go down to spend Xmas with her. Some points: since I won't be seeing Nessa for a long while, I am not going to let a chance to be with her slip away.

Lets look at the costs involved: Jon heads down via standby tickets: $200. Nessa comes up via a confirmed seat (she can't get standby) $900.

I am not comfortable with his spending cash in my name, for his own reasons. I have a goal, yes, and it's to spend as much time with my fiance as possible. Now, it may be true that I might be willing to spend $900 for a couple of weeks together, but I sure as heck am not going to unless I can bloody well help it. And it's fiance. Not girlfriend. I'm 21, not 16. I'm in college, not JC. Please understand that under almost every legal system on the planet, I am considered an adult, and treat me like one. I have not done anything horribly stupid or irresponsible recently and thus feel that I do, indeed, have a right to be treated with some sort of respect. It's his cash, he can do whatever he wants to with it, but as far as I can see (and I may be jumping to conclusions) this is a desperate attempt to foster some sort of familial bonding. Well, as you can see, it's already backfired rather badly. I guess presents and stuff could have bought my affection, once upon a time, but now? It's an insult, even if not meant as one.

So there.

&()&$()@#&()$@&)($&()@&$)&$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Damn last post just got lost in %&*%*^#!(&()&# data hell!
I am not going to retype the whole long schpiel.
Just let it be known I'm pissed at my parents.

See? I _can_ summarise.
I shall also be more careful with keystrokes in the future.

Done! And done I say!
Finished my last midterms today, and I'm so tired I wish I could sleep through Friday. Normally I hate having downtime - the day's only got 24 hours to begin with, but I really am more than a little burned out. Midterms went well. I would say great if it wasn't for the fact I bumbled and used the _wrong_moment_of_intertia_ in physics. I should shoot myself for something that stupid.. I mean, I wrote it down on my notes and could have refered to them at any point in the test... Oh well, no use crying (bitching) over spilt milk.

In the meanwhile, I have been dragooned into warcraft playing. *sigh* *grin* Oh well, time to kill something...

Final run on the exams.... Tommorrow's my last set of midterms for the semester, and I feel calm. I'm done, as far as I want to be, anyway, with revision, so take a deep breath. Two tests tommorrow, and then it's time to focus on other things... Like the huge backlog of homework I've built up. No rest for the wicked indeed!

On a side note, I've been reading The Lone Drow for a bit now, and everytime I see Obould Many Arrows show up, I keep thinking "didn't I kill you in Neverwinter Nights?" Like, didn't happy little 6 int, 6 cha ftr/bar 4/14 Graz Elfsquisher squish Obould a long time back? Jeeze, killing him was easy... All you needed was a handy-dandy Vampric greatsword (Talon of Chaos! Yay!) and 22 strength. SPLAT! Dead orc! Getting past his stupid drow guards was harder than killing him... But anyway, as another aside, isn't it annoying when game related fiction keeps using game terms? Like if spell names keep showing up in the middle of D&D novels? That really detracts from the book, takes away something from the feel of the world. I'm a Drizzt fan, but the last several books seem to be turning into one long piece of melodrama interspersed with wildly implausible fight scenes. Still, I grew up with it, so chalk one up to the power of brand loyalty. Frankly, if I had a choice, I want another Artemis Entreri book like Servant of the Shard, because Entreri really does seem to have a lot more room to grow as a character right now. Wonder if we'll ever see him around... Still, considering that Salvatore's books seem to be turning into a form of soap opera, I wouldn't be so suprised if he showed up again.

Feel like I've been banging my head against a wall the entire day. A whole day, cooped up in my room studying and I feel stupider than when I started. Nothing wants to get into my head, I feel less confident than I ever have. Need to unwind, need to move, need to _do_ something before I totally lose it. The small victories add up, and in the end, morale matters so very, very, very much... I realise that I cannot focus too much on one thing at a time lest burn out set in, and yet there is the understanding that I need a minimum amount of time before I can get into the groove... Today, I couldn't find that place inside myself. Maybe tommorrow? Who the heck knows? What I do know is that this cause is lost for today, so I'll find something else to do the rest of tonight.

Finally finished my essay outline! Have been doing physics this morning, but I realise I did it in a very slack way. Am slightly annoyed, but can't help it. Recently struck by this insane craving to play Halo! Must play Halo!

Yay! Amazon is pretty damn fast. I ordered a pair of books on Thursday, and they arrived today! Waay cool.

Back from Midterm! Only 2 more to go! And a project + essay, but I'm happy for the time being. Take heart from the small victories...

Derek! Congrats on the new layout. Damn, I need a nicer one. *grins*

Well... What have I been up to? I'm pretty okay with my midterms now, which is why I have time to type. Apart from that? Well, when I saw someone refer to Revolutions as Matrix: Abominations, I thought "it can't be that bad." Well, it jolly well can. What happened to the dialogue? What happened to a believable plot? Maybe it's because I'm a hard sci-fi fan, but I was expecting a more believable plot. And the cliches! Why drag up all those damn cliches? Why does x take so long to die??? (everyone takes forever to die.... damnit, it's not like I really care about them... )


---------SPOILER ALERT-------------

Also annoying (from the standpoint of an engineering student and wargames buff): all the hovercraft are the same. I 'd originally thought that each ship was really individual. Not Millenium Falcon type "tweaked to death" but designed keel-up for different roles... If I'm not wrong the Osirisis was different from the rest, which, in the light of the fact that all the ships in revolutions look the same probably means that Square messed up the animations, rather than the O being a completely different class of hovercraft. Where was the fleet? Why wasn't the fleet martialed to defend the dock? Why do the APUs have no front guard for the pilot like the combat mechs in 2nd Renaissance do? Why not just plug the APUs into the Zion power supply so they can fire those nifty energy weapons rather than the uber-MGs that run out of ammo so fast? Why does Cpt. Malfoye shout so much when fighting and why is it always the same "buckle up"??! All the damn APUs are already prepped for combat, if not actively engaged with Sentinels... (Of course, one could ask why the Sentinels just fly around instead of acting combat effective, but then one could argue it's in their swarm pathfinding AI and it isn't all that smart) Why don't the humans have charging EMPs in the dock waiting for the machines? (heck, I'd build 5 of them on wheels and drive them in one by one to disable each wave, then cycle it back to the rear to recharge in safety) Why don't the machines just drop explosives or nukes down the holes? Why haven't they nuked the caverns around Zion (sealing them in to starve or whatnot) by now?

hah! math is done! (more or less) after 2 chapters worth of review problems my head is spinning. remember folks: if you don't write neatly you can't find your working. more to the point: if the integral is piecewise in more than 2 bits please break it down unless you're a masochist... or like doing math in your head.

in the meanwhile, i'll just mosey along and do some physics. i suspect that the problems in the elby book i'm reviewing will be too easy which means i'll get bored enough to do something else. damn, i have to prioritise. during the last bunch of midterms i left the first subject of the week to be reviewed last and it looks like i'm going to do it again... can't help it though. E77 is too boring to really bother studying.

*hums the "hi-ho" song*

ugh. morning math revision. ugh and ugh again!
seriously, i am so out of it... i can do the problems, but i don't have that... feeling of competence, that i know what i'm doing. this really bugs me. i've been going at it for about 3 hours now, but i'm starting to make mistakes, so it's probably time to have brunch. and take a shower. looks like i'll have the room to myself this weekend. nick is MIA, henry just went to sleep about the time i started math, which means i shall be distraction free for more math and physics (it's a good thing i like math and physics....), that is assuming the call of the warcraft 3 campaign doesn't stop my mad plans for midterm review.

well, anyways, time to grit my teeth and push on....

AND I need to learn HTML now... gee, this may be more work than it's worth, =P

I need a new template. ugh.

Just started this because I realise I spend so much time reading blogs that it's kinda stupid not to keep one for myself. Besides
1)I've always wanted a dairy
2)It saves duplication of effort typing all those emails to friends everywhere
3)it gives me a place to rant! Ain't that cool?