tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63656092011-04-21T17:22:00.431-05:00I think I'll go after Pryna again this year. Why not? Background is from Terence Dickinson's book Extraterrestrials: A Field Guide for Earthlings. The painting itself was done by Adolf Schaller.Philmonthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08084123636997937099noreply@blogger.comBlogger1501100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365609.post-1101077698431310912004-11-21T17:44:00.000-05:002004-11-21T17:54:58.430-05:00

Recently I have affirmed what I believe to be the inherently Satanic nature of television. Television is essentially an invention on par with nuclear weapons. It is a device designed for the sole purpose of destroying part of God's creation. While nuclear weapons destroy large-scale areas instantly, television destroys large-scale portions of time. It is indeed a weapon of mass temporal

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I put up the next installment to the story.

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Let's grow! -- From the URL above Yes, let's. Let's grow a little more critical of what we read. Apparently NLP (Neurolinguistic Programming) is a methodology whereby one may improve one's self by applying such things as anchors to the mind or placing "mental marks" on people. The solutions to fundamental problems (such as improving one's marital relationship) are presented in a

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After having a rather hilarious discussion with my friends in the CS lab I have decided to post a few descriptions of games we played at my church youth group in Burns Lake. These are: 1. The Sock Game 2. Darling if You Love Me 3. The Almost Kissing Toothpick Game 4. Putty

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I find myself needing to bleed out right now. I think I'll put some material from my upcoming story on this blog, as I've found myself stuck in an awful rut. Art, this is for you, I guess. I told people in my creative writing class that I do indeed consult with people in the CS lab in formulating my ideas.... Nah.. I think I'll just send Vashua away and be done with it. This is getting too

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Since I am doing so much work with Pryna right now I decided it might be nice to introduce you to some hot titles on the book lists on Pryna right now. Today's title is: Your Ass is in My Vector Space Now: A Practical Introduction to Modern Mathematics Now on Pryna mathematics is done in a more interesting way. You see, the textbook is also an interactive virtual world. You enter the

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This weekend's edition of the Globe and Mail emphatically suggested (in a good many places throughout, much to my growing annoyance) that we learn Chinese language. Now I know that some of you may know that I am not one to thoroughly read the newspaper -- indeed I only skimmed a few articles at the suggestion of my father -- but what did strike me was the good number of Chinese tetragrams found

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I was cleaning my room a few weeks ago when I came upon a paper on which was printed some sort of Christian manifesto. I know, I know, many of those have been written throughout the centuries, but this one kinda touched me and I thought I might share it. As for the origin of the paper itself, I probably printed it years ago, back in 1999 or 2000, when I was interested in military technology.

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Remember that weird inscription my friend said he made in his sleep? Well I've managed to dig up the oldest transcription of it I could find. This one was produced on 10106.24, or June 24, 2001. It was transcribed directly from a copy my friend made for me on a piece of paper. Unfortunately that copy is now lost and so this is the best and closest approximation I can find. I should never have

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I made another update to the site on Attrendian. It pertains to the alphabet of that language. I kinda have to make a confession here. That alphabet is based on a "code" I invented back in 2000 for the sake of fitting in with the code people in grade 12. That is, I wanted to fit in with these people who made up little code systems - usually variations on substitution ciphers - and showed them

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Two people I know have made strange doodlings that look like charactery. The former (IMAGE 1) was a friend from British Columbia. He claimed to have made the doodlings in his sleep, etching them in the wall as he dreamed. Upon awakening from the strange dream he found the symbols etched into his wall and a knife in his hand. The latter image (IMAGE 2) is from an occasional visitor to the CS

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The story's finished, but I want to go on to something else with it. You see, there's a tonne of loose ends that I haven't dealt with yet. And I'm kinda worried about what will happen when it's workshopped on Tuesday, or whenever it gets workshopped. Anyhow, there's a bunch of places I wanna explore with this story. The tentative title of the "chapter" I have finished just now is Old

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I was out on Google.com looking around for other Redeemer blogs when I came upon an apparently abandoned blog called Elitist Central. I have no idea who it is who kept this blog, but it immediately caught my interest. You see, it was a website kept by an individual who fancied him/herself to be an elite intellectual and was thus not afraid to make grand generalized pronouncements concerning

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I have almost completed my first big story in a while about Pryna. The story is set in ancient Attrendia, sometime during the latter part of the Capan occupation. But I find myself in a bit of a jam, as I have allowed my characters to get themselves into a bit of a sticky situation.... Oh well I guess things will work out in the end. Apparently the Voynich Manuscript is looking more and more

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Well I've officially gotten into it: Writing a story pertaining to Pryna and its history. I am dealing with a great deal of challenges in doing this. Firstly, I have no idea what the local Attrendians and Capans wore some 8000 years ago. Secondly, those Capans are really bad-assed. Can I write about them without getting into trouble? I kinda need to do that here.... Oh well. A few little

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I thought I'd post an old story of mine, from my last kick at the creative writing course thing. The Favour by Kevin R. VanDenBreemen Writing this will not be an easy task. Over fifteen years have passed since the events I am about to describe to you took place, and I am still uncertain of where to begin. Perhaps I would do well to start by telling you of the place at which this story

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This is a cool and funny comic somebody sent me. This is for you, Art!

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Hey. I turned in a story for eng403. I wasn't all that impressed with it, actually, but we'll hafta see how things go. Now I want to get a little bit technical here and tell you my thoughts on the nature of writing personal logs or other historical documents. I've been doing a lot with memory in the last few years. I mean, how it can be enhanced, pinned down, carried on, etc... by written

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Remember that little competition I had. Well, I've decided to close it. Now I need a new background, cuz this one sucks now.

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I'm currently sitting here moping like an idiot and meditating upon the poor condition of my neck, knowing I ought to be doing something, but finding Kalsbeek to be too boring an author. I cannot move my head anywhere but straight on top of my neck and so I am feeling very stiff right now. Well, anyway I think I should let you readers go for now so you can get onto something else. I got my

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Here at FractalDimension, I have decided to start a little competition. Well, more a web search on my part actually. Since I'm hoping to do a little bit of writing about Jupiter, I've decided to look for the best artistic rendering of what it might be like inside Jupiter's atmosphere. The pictures I find I will include in my photo album, along with acknowledgement of the sources, of course.

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I just finished reading Joseph Conrad's "The Secret Sharer." It was kinda cool. I was expecting it to end more dismally, but was still pleasantly surprised to find that the narrator escaped without his double taking over the ship instead, as I had expected. Perhaps that would have been too cliche. I think I need to tighten down on classification of personal matters. Too many secrets.

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In some ways it's as though I never left Redeemer for the summer and I'm still there in third year. Already I've started working on stuff for my fourth year. I spent a good deal of time both last week and this week finalizing material for Attrendian and then buying and reading books. Then today I tried to get some reading done despite protests from my friends that the semester has barely

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I have to confess that I'm getting rather tired of a lot of the music played on what used to be a rather good electronica station. Now I know that my love of electronic music can be a bit extreme at times, but I still feel myself justified in complaining about the defilement of other genres I see elsewhere. Of course I'm sitting here writing this and listening to a cool remix of Seal's Crazy.

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I think it might be nice to sumarize what I've been doing and to share some potentially valuable insights for anyone reading this. Firstly, I have this rather odd habbit of labelling periods of my life as though they were historical periods in the more traditional sense of the term. I have termed this era of my life the "Era of the Super Project." That is, this time in my life has been

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Perhaps now that I have more of my senses about me, I can give a more adequate apraisal of the apparently desolate spiritual situation in which I find myself. I think that my summer this year can be described as having been quite successful. No, it was not characterized by too much spiritual backsliding. However, a distorted conception of God on my part is quite likely to be the culprit

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I am still suffering from the "withdrawl" from working this Summer. It's like the whole floor has been taken out from underneath me. I suppose I should tell you about the project... You will probably be kinda surprised by what it turns out to be. It's not some big computer program like you might expect from me. No, but I did write a few small programs for it, to make development a little

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This is my first Sunday in over four months in which I knew I didn't have to look forward to going into work the next day. However, I still feel that sense of preparation and calling to arms within me. I still feel that tug at me to get ready for battle and that feeling of stress in the pit of my stomach. But I'm not going. No, instead I'm going into Redeemer to get some housekeeping done on

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Today ended my third summer working on the farm. My father and I talked about it on the way home. He told me that no matter what you may think of an employer, you must always stay on good terms with him/her. Now I am aware of attitudes both within myself and inside of others that could lead to a difference of opinion on that point. But when it really comes down to it, work is not about

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Well, the third summer at Droogendyk's, the "Forgotten Summer", the Third Punic War, is less than a week from conclusion. What a summer it's been. Despite the tiring weeks I managed to maintain a fairly good and stable thought life. I managed to remain productive. I hope that this productivity will help me in this coming year. All of the intellectual stimulation of university has really

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Well, the end of August is nearing. I will be slowly opening up my project to anyone interested. I am sure that some will be rather surprised by what it will turn out to be, while others perhaps less so. At this point, I will be uploading the project's summary website for perusal. The site has sort of taken the place of the so-called final report that I was hoping to write and then send to

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I have kept a blog for - what - nearly half a year now. But something I have not yet discussed in this blog is the subject of what exactly a blog is. Firstly, I think I should tell you that I don't really intend to create some formal english major definition of a blog. Rather, I want to write a definition from the standpoint of the ethics and practice of "good" blogging (by good blogging I

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I just finished reading Atwood's newest novel. I was quite impressed with it and found I could identify with this most recent dystopia more than I could with "The Handmaid's Tale." This was more on account of my taste for science fiction, which Atwood claims is a genre under which "The Handmaid's Tale" does not fall. In the case of her most recent dystopia, Atwood seems to have made more of an

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Two weeks of work left and then I will be taking the last week of August off. I know, I know, I said before that there should be nothing but work in one's life. But really, one needs some downtime. I do, anyway. My parents and I had a big discussion about the more practical sides of life. It seems that few people have a skill set in anything besides the practical. That is, many North

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It has been a while since I last posted. Really, everybody, that's more on account of my not having much of anything interesting to report, rather than neglect. Interesting new developments have transpired and so I am compelled to give up the aforementioned excuse and write. A close friend of mine decided to lend me some DVD's for the weekend. He told me that he liked them a lot. I took it

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I was just talking with my Dad when a startling realization came upon me. For the first time in my life, I am working in a place where the boss is strict and many of the workers slack off, taking huge vacations that span a week and a half on end. These vacations are strategically positioned to make life as difficult as possible on those who are left behind. That is, there is often a crew of

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Sometime near the end of August I will do a bit of an essay on what I've been doing this summer. It's a project that's rather important to me. I will put up a little homepage for it near the end of August so that people can go and read about it. As for other things I've been up to this summer: Becoming more ambitious Trying to attend church more often Learning more about Christian

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You know what never really crossed my mind until just this year? The fact that it is VERY difficult to convey how a language sounds to someone who doesn't speak the language! This was all until my parents gave me a book called "The World's Writing Systems" for Christmas. In the beginning of that book is a rather strange chart entitled "The International Phonetic Alphabet." This is an alphabet

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I just saw that damned movie that was out a while ago. I thought it was pretty interesting. It sorta reminded me of int394. Good ole SDIC(Sensitive Dependence on Initial Conditions). Well I got to thinking how interesting it would be if one could actually go back in time and change one's life. What an original idea! Well, perhaps I'll keep with traditions I have seen around the blog circle

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This last week of Phase III work has gone well. I decided to change Phase IV of the work a little, since it seems that there will be time for a fifth phase of development. On the whole the forgotten summer itself has gone well. A complete change from my old continually logging self to a person devoted almost entirely to work of some sort or another at all times during the given day has led

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Last Saturday was certainly a good day off. Chad, Hobbe, Art, myself, and another person on Friday night had a great time hanging out and shooting the breeze. We attended a pentacostal worship concert. That was enjoyable, though I would have liked there to have been a bit more group singing. Of course, I am not exactly a wonderful singer, but I do enjoy singing at least in groups. On

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I must own up to a great sickness within me. That sickness pertains to legalism, or rather anything having to do with it. We are called to obey the commandments. Indeed, they are a major pillar of our walk with God. The teachings of Jesus. Love your neighbour as yourself. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and all your mind and all your soul. Matthew 22:37-40. My question and

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In sum I can safely say that my entire time at Redeemer has been one ethical blunder after another. Perhaps some may read this with no shortage of indignation, breathing a sigh of release and shouting "Finally!" I don't know that I want to go into too many details about it, but I have taken steps to eliminate from my life the big ethical problem of which I speak. I have eliminated the extreme

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Well it turns out that this next month will hold the arrival of Cassini, Nasa's space probe, to Saturn. It has inspired me, after talking of the grace of God, to complain about some conservatives. I know that some of these people will remark, in response of the enthusiasm of person such as myself - seeing all this discovery as but a glorification of God though the NASA scientists might not

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My life has been filled with mysteries - strange problems that I have never quite solved to my satisfaction, like where did that major story I wrote in 1994 that characterized my entire being at that time in a nice neatly packed bunch of papers get to? Other mysteries have been more theological in nature. The mysteries that we have all(hopefully as Christians) struggled with - why does Christ

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As I slept Friday night I had two quite peculiar dreams. I think I will write them out here for you to read, whoever you might be. The first and most interesting of the two dreams was about a chicken that I was to kill so as to have something to eat for supper. I used some sort of electronic device to electrocute it to death. The chicken laid there motionless and dead for a time, and before

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Today, for the third time this summer, we lost a worker. This time it was a highschool student. This individual, here to be referred to as Baker Charlie, was having a great deal of difficulty cutting. My boss felt that the efforts of Baker Charlie were hopeless. Thus he sent that individual off to plant with those who had an easier time of it today. While Baker Charlie was operating out

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Well, my marks finally came. I was very much worried that they would not turn out too good, but in actuality it turns out that I got a GPA of 9.6, with a lowest mark being a B in operating systems. That course always was a bit of a thorn in my side though. But my CGPA is now about the 8 mark, sitting at 8.11. That makes things a little nicer, I guess. But it still doesn't really answer the

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When I was younger I had a fascination with the paranormal. That fascination is no more now, both because of my acceptance of Christ as my saviour and because of my difficulty in accepting weird and fringy "scientific" ideas. But around 2000 or so I had a brief stint of reading books on the paranormal just for fun. That was sorta integrated into my interest in military aviation. At that time

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Okay, I know it is a little odd to be starting my post roughly on some religious conceptions of evolutionary theory with a quote from "Saving Private Ryan," but I noticed that this is in fact my 101st post. Anyway, my boss has recently been doing a lot of religious talking at work. This is not at all a bad thing, but it does give me some reason to write down some thoughts. I don't think I

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Well here's the thing. We've had two people start up at work and then quit about two or three days later, saying that the work was too hard. The first individual said this after it had been doing cloths and bags with us for two days. The second after it had cut for a day. Now we are down to two people - my brother and I. My boss was tempted to note over the phone to the last person to quit

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I just finished reading Ken Wilber's(a rather interesting and somewhat mystical and altogether rather curious American philosopher) book A Brief History of Everything. Part of the drive of that book, it seems to me, is to provide an answer to the challenge posed by the reductionism that has plagued the sciences. Perhaps I am putting too much of myself into this entry and not enough of what's

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Well this is it, the end of Phase I of the project. I find myself compelled to write up a description of the project, which is still very much personal and classified. But I will tell you what I can, readers. This of course is because I feel rather guilty that I must leave my family and friends hanging about it. Firstly, the project is one that requires up to two hours per day(and no more)

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Follow the herd (from Brian Dijkema's blog): 1. Grab the nearest book. 2. Open the book to page 23. 3. Find the fifth sentence. 4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Okay: "Good historian though he was, Clausewitz allowed the two institutions - state and regiment - that cirbumscribed his own perception of the world to dominate his thinking so narrowly that

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Today was an interesting day. I finally took some time alone to talk to God(at work of all things) about recent developments. That went well. We had a new worker at Droogendyk's. She quit after two days working there. Apparently she found the work too difficult. The next disconcerting thing is the large number of mosquito bites I currently have on my wrist and forearm. Any one of them

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Here a Fractal Dimension aka my life I have been noticing some interesting and somewhat disturbing things afoot. The first is my boss. He has been, for the past four or five days, in the nicest mood I have ever seen him in in my entire life. It is the strangest thing I have ever seen. The second disturbing thing is my outlook on life. That outlook can be summed up best as: In whatever

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I noticed recently that some have been taking these personality tests on the web and so I decided to take one myself. Here are the results from the test I took. I am uncertain as to how accurate they really are and indeed I don't know how serious this test really is.... INTP - "Architect". Greatest precision in thought and language. Can readily discern contradictions and inconsistencies.

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I like the new look at blogger.com. It kinda says "Hotmail" but in a nicer and less Microsofty way. Anyway, I have been getting a good deal done lately, both on and off the farm. I am unsure what state I will be in in my final year, but I am hoping that I will be armed with some cool new ideas and stuff for projects during the course of my final year. I also hope that after that year I'll

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Well, it seems that something went wrong with the pics I had up on my blog, so I've had to revert back to a blog with purely colours. I hope that you guys and gals are happy with the temporary new summer look here at Fractal Dimension / Shape Without Form. I don't really have any profound thoughts to share with you today. Except perhaps for this: It seems that I went a little too fast for

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It seems that I am experiencing some sort of odd psychological happenings. Recently I had an odd nightmare that cannot be discussed. Needless to say, I fear that it is destroying certain facets of an important aspect of my diplomatic life. Indeed, it does seem that the dream has had a deleterious effect on my emotional well-being and stability of late. This has not happened to me before.

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There's this cool manuscript I've heard about a while ago. I know I've probably talked about it before with friends and even almost wrote a paper on it for History of Science. Let's see. Maybe I'll just introduce you to what I know about it and then give you some links to look at if you're interested. But first, I should warn you that I've decided that I'll take on linguistics and reading

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Okay, I have this can of hemp-based body butter from the Body Shop sitting on my desk here in my room. Recently I have taken to attempting to decide whether or not I ought to throw it out. One of the two major factors swaying me toward the affirmative is the fact that I received the can back in 1998, for Christmas. At that time I felt that perhaps using it would make me high. I was rather

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Standing near the entrance hatch to our beloved space station, waiting to see what came through the door. The first thing I noticed was the masks. They looked like standard atmospheric masks, but the eye holes were tinted black, as though they didn't want us to know who they were. I thought that maybe they were a group of pirates come to raid our station, but then realized that this was a

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We've been having some fun bonding time, my brother and I. Now we're in the same boat together, trying to figure out what it is that our commander and chief is saying these days on the lettuce fields. Things seem to be going well. We have been communicated well in a sort of contemporary teenaged vocab and it seems natural enough.

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Recently I decided to waste some time and see just what sort of thing/person/whatever I am like: What Classic Movie Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com

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Although I do not usually do this, and indeed I feel a good deal of trepidation doing so right now, I feel I should write an entry about my immediate family. Now when my step mother mentions something or says something it is usually agreeable and I do not find fault in it. However, there are times when, either on basis of logic or emotion I do not agree with her. It is during these times

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I am not certain as to how many people have heard of this interesting idea, but there are now web pages that are editable. That is, the general public may visit them and edit their contents. One such page is the Free Textbook Project. Now that you've had a chance to check out that URL, I think it might be prudent to observe some caution when visiting these sites. A few points are in order.

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I have just finished reading Eric Hoffer's The Passionate State of Mind. I really appreciate the effectiveness of the aphorism in communicating ideas. It is a terse and quick statement that, it seems, is able to communicate a great deal in much less words than an entire book. So, as such, I have decided that it might be interesting to try my hand at such writings, though I doubt that mine

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This is it. The night before the final day of my exams. Then it will all be over and I will be left to my own devices. What will I plan? What will I do? It has been enjoyable to share a bit of myself with the internet through this blog. Perhaps I will continue it through the summer and onto next year. I don't know. It has accomplished what I originally wanted it to -- namely it has acted

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But that's not what I want to talk about. Rather, I would like to say that I am pleased to announce that I have finished my operating systems exam! Now I am free to go and write the bio exam! Yay! Also, it should be noted that my brother's powers have marched upon the distant fields. May God be with him.

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There's been a bit of this poetry feaver going about the blog circuit lately. Well, just two other blogs that I'm aware of, so I thought it migh be cool to make that three and maybe create a trend. I'm afraid I won't be able to write on the fly as Matt and Erica have, so I will be rehashing an old poem of mine and putting it through this psychadelic pipe I'm dishing out over here. A Reward

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I am unsure what the future holds, but I do know that preparations have been made and steps taken. What kind of world awaits us?

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I have noted a good deal of snobbery on our part in the computer science lab as of late. Now that's not necessarily a bad thing. After all, we computer science majors are indeed the cocks of the walk. Students of other majors mostly just sit on their asses while we are slaving away at the real work. There is practical value in our work. English and psychology and social work and theatre all

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Today I had the unfortunate experience of hearing about one individual's church life as being extremely anti-intellectual, that gaining an education was simply against the will of God. Perhaps I should have walked away when the individual began to speak, but rather I allowed the anger to stir within me as I heard of yet another of the malicious campaigns of organized stupidity that one

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It seems fitting that I ought to write an afterward to this strange period. I leave my post as leader of the assembled pieces that re-formed themselves after so many cataclysmic changes, allowing for another to step in, for another reshuffling and another era. What will it bring? I don't know. Where will we all go? Some will be off to deal with the ensueing diplomatic situation in the west,

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Now a few weeks ago in biology class Mrs. Chiang brought in the lung of a cow. She then had two volunteers come up and attempt to inflate it. Naturally, being the curious fellow I am, I volunteered, along with Jason Borg. Another guy was nice enough to take our picture as we attempted to inflate the lung. The following is the result: Hope that helps cheer up the Smit boys and anybody else

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I chose the Esperanto word for strange as the title of this entry. I find that the english word for that which is bizare is way too overused, and so I looked up the word just now in a different dictionary. Why should I call my entry by that name? Well first of all, I've a major load off of my shoulders. Second of all, I had a strange idea as I came up to my room to write this... I saw a man

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Today's imaging presentation went alright. I will not vouch for either its success or its failure, as I am currently in a state of apathy concerning that class. I have a ten-page paper to do in it and I am most displeased with my apparent lack of progress. Yes, I just quoted Star Wars. What's a computer scientist to do but fall back on one of the backbones of his training? Please note that I

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I managed to attack the mass of crap I have due this coming week. I got rid of two of the big projects so now I can concentrate on 3d imaging tomorrow... I will feel a bit better tomorrow, but I am not certain. That uncertainty is due to the fact that I have to go driving again. I am not a big fan of that, as it is extremely aggravating and enraging. But at the same time it seems a

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Okay, this entry may sound geeky at first, but I promise not to get into technical language! I'm serious, man! We had a great time, eating pizza and coding and yelling at eachother and having the competition homepage send nasty error messages at us whenever we submitted our answers to the questions they gave. But all in all it was a good experience. Oh, did I mention that my blog has been

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This week was rather difficult. No shit, Sherlock. Be quiet, Fractal007. As I was saying, this week was rough. First, on Wednesday I ended up with a nasty bug that I discovered during the demonstration of the project for marks! I was quite devastated after that and took to believing that the entire computer science department would make a laughing stock of me. It does not appear that the

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Okay, I guess this blog has been getting a little stale lately and people are probably turned off by the technical and overly qualified language in it. So I have decided that I will once again allow the english minor in me to roam free. Oh no wait a minute. I am the english minor in me. That's right. I'm served up by Philmont as an alternate ego. On the internet there is no Kevin. That's

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Once again, another breakthrough in this wild tripomatic ride! I managed to teach myself basic linear geometry in Java's 3D API. I now have a rotating 2-D square in 3-space. I know it sounds kinda simple, but it's really something I'm happy about. Until today I hadn't been able to get anything up without just cutting and pasting from Java! Now what's next on the agenda? Now I gotta bounce

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My dynamical system processing capabilities have improved. That is good. Now I have graduated from physio. So, after probably about three months of re-integrating my legs back into working condition and then moving it up to a relatively fit condition as I have my other limbs I say goodbye to another interesting experience. I shall have to make a point of placing some account of it onto a

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As has become almost a tradition, I shall try to make use of this blog for the actual purpose of recording my own thoughts now that it is Friday and I am not up in the lab trying to ensure that my blood pressure stays within normal parameters as I juggle tonnes of different assignments all at the same time. Now today's massive heightening in stress levels began with a highly classified training

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For those of you who are interested, I have put here some pictures of the experiments I have been conducting with my neural network. The following pictures come from a network I set up in which the neurons vary in strength periodically. That is, there are columns of strong neurons and weaker ones. This made for some interesting results, as you can see below. Note the two groups of

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I managed to make my very own simplified Java-based neural net today while wasting time at home! Anyway, it's a simple 3-d program that runs about 6-9 hundred individual threads, each corresponding to a single neuron. Those neurons each have a few simple rules and some stuff like activation thresholds and inhibition capabilities and of course some axons. And voila! Here's a picture of the

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One of my personal pet projects is the development of a language for one of the chief peoples of Pryna. This people, called Attrendia, has been of principle concern to me in my developments. Indeed, I had originally planned to develop KGRESS as a game involving them. However, I found that just developing the engine was fun enough. But, in doing so, I broke promises to you, readers. So, I

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A4, probably the most commonly used paper, can be a great source of artistic fun. For example, it can serve as a material with which to practice the art of origami. A4 paper serves as the basic underlying foundation for such paper planes as the Saber-Tooth, the Glider, and the long-cherished Lecture Dart. Further, one can fold many types of throwing squares with it. However, in this essay I

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I'm now officially in the documentation and testing phase of KGRESS. So now I am putting tonnes of comments clarifying things into all of the classes. This will make it easier for friends to mess with KGRESS and make her better. As an additional thing, I am making a series of standard error messages contained within an abstract class called ErrorMessages.

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I saw The Passion this evening. It wasn't the impressively huge emotional bout that many claimed it to be. There was nothing in it that my usual defenses could not handle. Kevin you ought not be so concerned with defending yourself from your own passions. Please excuse the word play, but really, you do seem very much preoccupied with such defense. Is it so bad to allow one tear past the

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Now a friend of mine has requested that I put up an essay in my blog. Since I have done little to discuss the nature of the world of Pryna I think I will kill two birds with one stone. Prophesy in Attrendian and Capan Mythology? Prynayan Archaeological Council A Note To Off-Worlders: Though most are aware of our home planet Pryna, some may not be quite as familiar with the Prynayan Civil War.

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Now I was bumbling about on the internet just now looking for short philosophical articles to think critically upon when I decided to visit my favourite site for philosophical blunders and fanatical philosophy in general: Infidels.org! It's the evil atheist empire that will engulf us all with its giant Darwin fish and its army of social activists, fighting against the intolerance and stupidity

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I have noticed lately that the only way in which I may grow is to keep much of that growth a secret. There are many people in my life whom I believe would hold a good deal of opposition to my beliefs and my philosophies. Many would have me see Christianity is a cell within a pluralistic framework in which what I believe is as valid as what anyone else believes, and thus is completely invalid.

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I was once disturbed by Laplace's conviction that everything within the universe, given the set of initial conditions of all objects thereof, could be predicted. Had we reached such a point? There was no God. No, how could such a being be needed? We could predict everything. We knew the unwritten story, the authorless stone tablets by rote. Fractals. I met them a while ago. The next year,

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I promised that I would tell my friends about what it is like on Pryna. I won't do it with KGRESS... I don't know if the engine is prepared to do the job. But I do know that I can offer some of my limited knowledge. There is a nation state called Attrendia. Yes, I know it seems rather odd that a nation in a different world should have a name whose suffix appears to derive from

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I found an old friend of mine. He is a writer and we have worked together before. I have linked to his blog here on my site. This is terribly exciting and I am very happy!

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Well, that's the source of my pain today. There's a class called Villager. It's thread is not running properly. You see, when its run method is called what happens is that its parent run method is called instead. I don't know why. I have even overridden the parent run method!..... Insanity....

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Now I am being somewhat presumptuous and indeed quite hypocritical in using the bold and probably misdirected designation "new ethics" in the title of this entry, but I must insist on posting this idea. Essentially, it deals with the following scenario: Suppose a group of individuals is engaging in an activity in which each and every individual claims that (1)an invisible empirically

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Well, I've gotten myself into some new problems. I guess I should have seen this coming. This happens when you make any sort of modification to a program. There will always be problems. But you must learn from them. I came across a couple of people from Burns Lake on the net today. It was kinda neat talking to them. The one individual I know seems to be going through some similar things

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