Birdmen and the Casual Fallacy

This is a rather LONG analysis of Nintendo's current position along with others in the game industry.
It is epic.

The feathers they see on Nintendo’s ascent are casual games. Therefore, they surmise, if they make casual games then they will be flying high with Nintendo.

Wow teaches wrong things.

I'm not going to link to the Sirlin article.
If you know who he is, you've read it.
If you play WoW, you've probably read it too.
Instead I'll include today's quote of the day:

HopkinsExpress: I know a JHU grad who turned down a job offer because it interfered with his raid times.
HopkinsExpress: He leads a miserable existence.

Welcome back Mister Anderson...we missed you

The weirdest shit plays through my head during finals/tests.
Like my last networking midterm?
All I remember was that some fucked up shit was playing through my head...I think it was...Midori no Hibi...or something, on a loop, distracting the hell out of me.

Today? Today I was the most focused I have ever been in that stupid class, I think I did ok.

In other news, philo paper back, B.
Not enough to save the rest of the semester from dismal C, but not bad enough to fail the whole thing.
Hume's my thing I guess, fuck the metaphysicists.

And now? Now I have one of the shorts from the ridiculous Newgrounds wide "The Matrix has you" compilation, in particular, that one picture with 5 smiths, one playing with yoyos, one playing street drums, another doing a russian dance, and I forget the other two.

True update, i.e. the crap you don't care about

So anyway I have an endterm this morning, I have a paper on the grammar and sentence structure of Slovak due what thursday, and I have a program on Bayesian robot escape due this upcoming monday.

Need I say more?

Right, my philosophy paper on Hume...my god I hope I did well, or I have failed the bloody class. Speaking of Hume, I had a pretty intense conversation with Lah on philosophical matters...it wasn't long, like our normal conversations in real life, but it felt nice to do some intellectual exercise after so long. Yes differential equations is not fucking intellectual exercise, neither is college itself.

Oh yeah my mom just got the word that a student was killed and freaked out, called me at some really late time and told me that I should come home for the summer if I'm not doing anything....which is highly possible...but hell if I want to go home that badly...

Even more laggy entries.

Spring fair happened this weekend. Let me first start off by saying CRAB CAKES ARE OVERPRICED CRAP. Not specifically crap, but not worth your money. Ok so crap as a word works. Along the same vein, BUTTERFLY POTATOES DO NOT COUNT AS A MEAL. AND POORLY MADE GYROS DONT EITHER. I think the only really fulfilling food I had there was the stick meat and lo mein. Oh, and the curry, but that had to be eaten in stages. I frequently forget that while I love curry, my tolerance to large amounts is very very low.

I also read a !new! book for pleasure for the first time in like half a year. It was two dollars. Gibson's Idoru. For the unintiated Gibson wrote Neuromancer. Idoru is Idol In Japanese (borrowed word). Perfect combination right? I took the book (400 pages) from 1pm to 8pm and finished it. Pretty good, but I'm not sure if it was a bit of shallowness I detected in relation to the Idoru herself. She wasn't exactly fleshed out too well, being a artifical intelligence construct.

STUPID RANDOM LINK TIME:
Final Fantasy A+
13 bloody acres...if everyone lived like me they'd need 2.9 planets. What the hell I have a godamn 700 square feet apartment with a roommate and I don't use cars or public transportation and I still take up 13 ecological acres?

Pretentious Bullshit

Oh the fucking irony. The "resource" that finally easily digested Leibniz for me and helped me a shitload was something my current British philo professor wrote six years ago. God that's hilarious.

Edit: I think I'm hallucinating Jon != Michael and therefore they aren't the same person. Argh my brain's wasting away!

On infinity

Maybe this is what happens at 6am reading Leibniz philosophy...you start liking the guy's "proof" of why his philisophical system isn't deterministic. And damn it IS a clever proof you know...proofs of infinity result in truths that are not necessary, God's infinite world choice and the infinite relations between its infinite elements of course would require an infinite proof to say it is the best, so therefore the truths aren't necessary...

Word choice wise it's fucking brilliant, in a twisted sick calculus oriented way

(ﾟ∀ﾟ)

So at 5:30am in the morning, I'm still stalling, although a bit farther along at beating Leibniz's corpse to death. Anyway my particular method of stalling this time is browsing 2chan. Yeah 2chan, not 4chan. My god those wacky Japanese...most unorganized board in the history of whatever. Like I can read some of the titles (IGNORE GURO, DO NOT CLICK THAT BOARD OR YOU WILL LOSE YOUR LUNCH AND OTHER CONTENTS OF YOUR STOMACH AND/OR MIND), but hell like I see random Clannad character postings in the most random spaces (Let's post the character in the trains board! W00t). Anyway, a good way to waste time. I have yet to figure out the boards below the img boards though, cause they are FULL of text and links to more...text.

STALL

It figures, again a dejavu scene. Early morning, like 3:30am, and the only one awake on my AIM list is of course John, who lives in Canada, and for some reason sleeps like I do, which is to say, very fucked up sleep schedule. And I'm here, just staring at godamn Leibniz and my stupid half coherent words and wondering why in hell I let my academic advisor talk me out of taking this class satisfactory/unsatisfactory, and basically just stalling. God I hate you Leibniz, speak in godamn sentences that make sense.

And of course John now sends me some distraction, in the form of a link, and I click it and spend two hours not writing said philo paper, and I know I'll get a bad grade, and yet I click said link anyway.

Know thyself...more like slap thyself.

Des Cartes

On my previous philosophy paper, I used all my biased preconceptions of Des Cartes and basically didn't give him a fucking chance. He deserved it, his proof on God was absolute bullshit. But Leibniz? Goddamn Leibniz...I mean I got a fucking C- on the Descartes paper and I know exactly why...but Leibniz...that guy's a fucking trickyass mofo. Reading him is like doing cartwheels in headfuck logic. Descartes yeah I didn't give his stupid ass philosophy a chance. Leibniz I probably won't even understand what his philosophy is. I mean the easy route would be to take the Voltaire route, no depth, all mockery. But the guy's a mathematician, he's got like fifty oh-so-narrow definitions that somehow save his ass and we have to argue and account for them all. This paper is going to suck.

End of an Era

So it's Monday already. Fuck. There goes spring break. My roommate invited two of his friends up or down or whatever direction they had to travel to reach Johns Hopkins (most likely sideways cause they live in Maryland) to stay at our apartment for a bit. It's a good thing they never really went into my room because my room is hazardous. Anyway I got to meet mister crazy i.e. Jason i.e. Nazi anti cat eater and this girl whose name I forget at the time of this post. Suffice to say she tried to rape Brennan (roommate), who resisted quite violently, with Jason insulting his manhood all the while. Fun stuff. They also suckered me into watching the pilot of Firefly, which really isn't that bad a show. Pity it got cancelled. Man there's a Liebnicz philosophy paper due on Tuesday, I wonder if Ravi is going to pull his bullshit magical good grade receiver trick again.