MAN kyle is hard to wake up! So yeah, wed night the kid was up late, but I mean i wake kyle up at like 1130 or something so we can go hang with elliot, he goes back to sleep, and an hour later i'm banging on his door for like 10 min with no response. When that kid gets knocked out, he gets knocked cold.
So yeah, esterday my brother and I visited Elliot at his new place. Elliot and kate have the coolest appartment in the world. I'm so proud of them and am super jealous. They're down the stret from this gian cement troll that's installed under a bridge (appraently some kind of landmark around here), and their place is walking distance from some great restaurants too. The house itself is the perfect size plus an extra bedroom, they've got access to grills, and they've even got a silky smooth cat. Elliot is living the life.
As i was calling him to arrage hanging out yesterday, elliot was conveniently in the process o buing a wii. Guess what I did yesterday? that' right, ate a lot of good food and played alot of video games. Rock on seattle, rock on.
Today we're leaving (in fact, I should really wake up my brother soon so we can cover some distance). We're heading west on the 90 to yellowstone. Neither of us has ever been, and I'm kind of concerned for my car again. I mean, shit, i've already seen 3 bears on this trip, and yellostone is supposed to be grizzly central! don't get me wrong, I LOVE bears, but the fact of the matter is that i'm traveling cross country with alot of stuff in my car i'd rather not wake up to find strewn all over th campsite.
I'm sure yellowstone will be fine, i'm just wierd. After yellowstone, we're driving to chicago to meet up with wes, then cleveland to bother laura, then we're heading home. Depending on the timing, we might try to pass through tennessee.
i guess the trip is winding down, but it only feels like it's picking up. This is my life right now. This is how i'm starting the "life-after-college" segment of my life, and I think i'm doing fine.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
5/11-5/23 Driving the west coast
I still need to try to write up some of the insanity of senior week ang graduation, but for the time being, let's stick with documenting the drive. If this all looks familiar, it's cause it's all on facebook :-p
5/11-5/16: Post-Graduation, still in town.
So a few days before graduation, my brother basically moved into my dorm room (5/11). We partied together, and he helped me pack out a bunch. I graduated (5/13), had a cool reception with sam sean and sarah (plus families and sean's friends, all good people), then my bro and I went to a party at the co-op later that night. We crashed on the floor of my parents hotel room the next 2 nights (mon and tues) while I ran errands around town. After my parents flew back home, we moved into Rob's place for two nights. While at rob's, my brother and I took a day trip (5/16) to joshua tree, which rocked.
5/17: On the road
From rob's, we drove north through sequoia and played near big trees. We even saw 2 bears! From sequia, we continued north on the 5 to yosemite, but decided not to risk bears tearing the car apart just to camp in a pretty spot and stayed in a motel outside the park. 5/18 yosemite and sacramentoThe next morning we had breakfast with some hungarians who were also doing a gnarly roadtrip, then drove into yosemite to enjo the park. As always, the drive in was gorgeous and the valley hard to navigate. we hiked up to lower yosemite falls and went off the trail to get wet under the waterfall (off course we forgot to bring the camera, as with most of our small adventures). We continued on toward mirror lake until we decided hiking without water wasn't going to be worth it, and walked a nearby road back to the car. We drove to this parking lot near some trailheads to make some lunch (the same parking lot I'd used when I went to yosemite over fall break with with the two laura's, nicole, ben, and aussie john). We hiked in to the woods a little ways, made quesadillas and cracked a few beers, theng ot back ot he car. we noticed this note on the car we hadn't seen earlier, but didn't read the note until we stopped for gas a few hours out in a town called oakdale. Turns out Sean Taft-morales from Rescue 2 was in the area for some rason and had recognised the stickers on my car! talk about small world, right?We took 120 out of the park, which was a ton of fun to drive, not to mention gorgeous. from there we took 5N to sacramento where we met up with laroi.Laroi's house was gorgeous. Small thing, hardwood floors, big garden out back with raspberries, different kinds of figs, sage, basil, kumquats....ridiculous, right? And he didn't ahve to plant or care for any of it, his landlord handled the whole garden. The house even came with these two awesome cats!
5/19: Laroi's house
Woke up, read some books laroi had thrown at me the night before and played with the cats while I waited for alex to wake up. laroi had work, so I taught alex how to drive stick for a little bit. When laroi got back, we hung out with some friends of his who graduated form pomona (jaqcqueline and her fiancee pete). Afterwards, laroi my bro and I went to a vietnamese place to get some pho for dinner; great great pho. We left, bought some drinks, and got drunk at laroi's house. We did some drunken qigong (I tried to teach laroi the dragon drill), then we did taco bell around 1:30-2am for chalupas. First taco bell i've had since high school. We didn't get to bed until around 3.
5/20: laroi and dave's
woke up, drank lots of tea and just generally hung out from 10am-1p. Laroi then taught me his wu dan qigong, and I finished teaching him the dragon and eagle wei tuo drills. Alex and I finally let his hose (after 3 days) at 5pm. We did some serious grocery shopping at the nugget, ate chinese in the parking lot, then drove to dave's house in oakland (piedmont).We arrived just as Dave's family and pete (his friend from pomona) were finishing dinner.dave, pete, alex and i then went to a park to slack line into the sunset. The line took a while to set up because we couldn't find appropriate trees, but we had plenty of fun when we finally got it together. We hung around that park until after dark, then went back to the house because pete had to get to bed early (had WFR class the next day).Dave alex and I were still up, so we found a park to go hango ut in, then wandered aroun the neighborhood taking in the piedmont view of the bay area and generally waxing philosophic. That night we all slept outside dave's house on this huge pole vaulting mat he has set up behind his house.
5/21: PCH, still not out of cali
That mornign we had bagels for breakfast in oakland with dave, then left to head north. We had al ittle trouble staying on 101 through the city, but ended up getting a nice driving tour of san fran as a result. We made our way across the golden gate bridge, and pulled onto the 1 (the pacific coast highway) as soon as we could. we drove the 1 all the way north from the bay area until it merged back with 101. lots of cool views and cliffs, pulled off a few times for pictures (much to alex's dismay). Blasted the beatles alot of the way. Had a nice picnic of sandwiches by this crazy view of the ocean, a few feet a way from what we didn't at first realize was a roadside toilet. That night, we camped at patrick's point just north of homboldt county.
5/22: Pacific Northwest
We'd slpet outside the night before, and i woke up to find that alex had moved into the car (that whole no-sleeping-bag thing can get kinda cold i guess). had a granola bar for breakfast, then built a fire to get warm while alex continued sleeping, or at least tried to as I kept going back to the car for different stuff.I'd hoped to see the lost coast brewery in eureka (or is it arcata?), but we decided we didn't feel like drinking so early so we continued north through redwood national park. beautiful driving through the old trees. stayed on 101 into oregon, had some coffee at a tiny local shop. checked out this wierd monument to a battle where a bunch of indians were killed (kind of a wierd monument), then got off 101 on the 42 to connect with the 5 a few towns north. From I-5, we drove north to portland where we checked in with Powell's City of Books. I called up Dan hoping to hang out, but he was running errands until we started to head out, and alex was getting impatient with the pace of our travel so we moved on.about an hour north of the city, we pulled off the freeway to make some dinner; pasta with onions, garlic, tomato, and parmesan. We were parked behind this restaurant about 20 feet away from a stak of used cardboard boxes, and periodically the restaurant folks came out to wierd us out about firesafety 9it was a propane stove...the thing doesn't even make sparks, come on). we think they were jsut generally wierded out by us. We ate and left as quickly as we could, then pulled into Kyle's house on mercer island (seattle) around 10 that night. We stayed up late listening to music, and kyle made us 12 mp3 cds for the road!
5/23: Hoh Rainforest
The next morning I had breakfast with Kyle's dad (since I always wake up earlier than everyone else). I started running some errands online, which woke up alex who was sleeping by the computer. We eventually decided it was time to wake up kyle. We all had some coffee, then left for this rainforest in olympic national park, west of seattle. Kyle thought it would only take a few hours to get there, but it ended up taking all day (another day in the car...). Whatever though, the drive was awesome and it was good hanging out.we arrived at the rainforest a few hours before sundown. The place was amazing. there was life absolutely everywhere, everything was green. Trees were growing out of fallen trees. ferns were growing out of piles of older ferns. there was this light moss hanging off of everything that looked like golden confettis, but was actuallly rooted prett firmly to whatever it grew off of (allegedly the stuff grows solely on light and air!). just an amazing place. Kyle and I drank water straight out of the glacial river that flowed thorugh the park, and also drank directly from a stream that was fed by mineral springs. yummy water.We had taken a ferry to get out of seattle, but it was pretty late when we drove back so we actually had t swing all the way down to takoma to come back. we didn't arrive at kyle's house until around 2:20am.
5/11-5/16: Post-Graduation, still in town.
So a few days before graduation, my brother basically moved into my dorm room (5/11). We partied together, and he helped me pack out a bunch. I graduated (5/13), had a cool reception with sam sean and sarah (plus families and sean's friends, all good people), then my bro and I went to a party at the co-op later that night. We crashed on the floor of my parents hotel room the next 2 nights (mon and tues) while I ran errands around town. After my parents flew back home, we moved into Rob's place for two nights. While at rob's, my brother and I took a day trip (5/16) to joshua tree, which rocked.
5/17: On the road
From rob's, we drove north through sequoia and played near big trees. We even saw 2 bears! From sequia, we continued north on the 5 to yosemite, but decided not to risk bears tearing the car apart just to camp in a pretty spot and stayed in a motel outside the park. 5/18 yosemite and sacramentoThe next morning we had breakfast with some hungarians who were also doing a gnarly roadtrip, then drove into yosemite to enjo the park. As always, the drive in was gorgeous and the valley hard to navigate. we hiked up to lower yosemite falls and went off the trail to get wet under the waterfall (off course we forgot to bring the camera, as with most of our small adventures). We continued on toward mirror lake until we decided hiking without water wasn't going to be worth it, and walked a nearby road back to the car. We drove to this parking lot near some trailheads to make some lunch (the same parking lot I'd used when I went to yosemite over fall break with with the two laura's, nicole, ben, and aussie john). We hiked in to the woods a little ways, made quesadillas and cracked a few beers, theng ot back ot he car. we noticed this note on the car we hadn't seen earlier, but didn't read the note until we stopped for gas a few hours out in a town called oakdale. Turns out Sean Taft-morales from Rescue 2 was in the area for some rason and had recognised the stickers on my car! talk about small world, right?We took 120 out of the park, which was a ton of fun to drive, not to mention gorgeous. from there we took 5N to sacramento where we met up with laroi.Laroi's house was gorgeous. Small thing, hardwood floors, big garden out back with raspberries, different kinds of figs, sage, basil, kumquats....ridiculous, right? And he didn't ahve to plant or care for any of it, his landlord handled the whole garden. The house even came with these two awesome cats!
5/19: Laroi's house
Woke up, read some books laroi had thrown at me the night before and played with the cats while I waited for alex to wake up. laroi had work, so I taught alex how to drive stick for a little bit. When laroi got back, we hung out with some friends of his who graduated form pomona (jaqcqueline and her fiancee pete). Afterwards, laroi my bro and I went to a vietnamese place to get some pho for dinner; great great pho. We left, bought some drinks, and got drunk at laroi's house. We did some drunken qigong (I tried to teach laroi the dragon drill), then we did taco bell around 1:30-2am for chalupas. First taco bell i've had since high school. We didn't get to bed until around 3.
5/20: laroi and dave's
woke up, drank lots of tea and just generally hung out from 10am-1p. Laroi then taught me his wu dan qigong, and I finished teaching him the dragon and eagle wei tuo drills. Alex and I finally let his hose (after 3 days) at 5pm. We did some serious grocery shopping at the nugget, ate chinese in the parking lot, then drove to dave's house in oakland (piedmont).We arrived just as Dave's family and pete (his friend from pomona) were finishing dinner.dave, pete, alex and i then went to a park to slack line into the sunset. The line took a while to set up because we couldn't find appropriate trees, but we had plenty of fun when we finally got it together. We hung around that park until after dark, then went back to the house because pete had to get to bed early (had WFR class the next day).Dave alex and I were still up, so we found a park to go hango ut in, then wandered aroun the neighborhood taking in the piedmont view of the bay area and generally waxing philosophic. That night we all slept outside dave's house on this huge pole vaulting mat he has set up behind his house.
5/21: PCH, still not out of cali
That mornign we had bagels for breakfast in oakland with dave, then left to head north. We had al ittle trouble staying on 101 through the city, but ended up getting a nice driving tour of san fran as a result. We made our way across the golden gate bridge, and pulled onto the 1 (the pacific coast highway) as soon as we could. we drove the 1 all the way north from the bay area until it merged back with 101. lots of cool views and cliffs, pulled off a few times for pictures (much to alex's dismay). Blasted the beatles alot of the way. Had a nice picnic of sandwiches by this crazy view of the ocean, a few feet a way from what we didn't at first realize was a roadside toilet. That night, we camped at patrick's point just north of homboldt county.
5/22: Pacific Northwest
We'd slpet outside the night before, and i woke up to find that alex had moved into the car (that whole no-sleeping-bag thing can get kinda cold i guess). had a granola bar for breakfast, then built a fire to get warm while alex continued sleeping, or at least tried to as I kept going back to the car for different stuff.I'd hoped to see the lost coast brewery in eureka (or is it arcata?), but we decided we didn't feel like drinking so early so we continued north through redwood national park. beautiful driving through the old trees. stayed on 101 into oregon, had some coffee at a tiny local shop. checked out this wierd monument to a battle where a bunch of indians were killed (kind of a wierd monument), then got off 101 on the 42 to connect with the 5 a few towns north. From I-5, we drove north to portland where we checked in with Powell's City of Books. I called up Dan hoping to hang out, but he was running errands until we started to head out, and alex was getting impatient with the pace of our travel so we moved on.about an hour north of the city, we pulled off the freeway to make some dinner; pasta with onions, garlic, tomato, and parmesan. We were parked behind this restaurant about 20 feet away from a stak of used cardboard boxes, and periodically the restaurant folks came out to wierd us out about firesafety 9it was a propane stove...the thing doesn't even make sparks, come on). we think they were jsut generally wierded out by us. We ate and left as quickly as we could, then pulled into Kyle's house on mercer island (seattle) around 10 that night. We stayed up late listening to music, and kyle made us 12 mp3 cds for the road!
5/23: Hoh Rainforest
The next morning I had breakfast with Kyle's dad (since I always wake up earlier than everyone else). I started running some errands online, which woke up alex who was sleeping by the computer. We eventually decided it was time to wake up kyle. We all had some coffee, then left for this rainforest in olympic national park, west of seattle. Kyle thought it would only take a few hours to get there, but it ended up taking all day (another day in the car...). Whatever though, the drive was awesome and it was good hanging out.we arrived at the rainforest a few hours before sundown. The place was amazing. there was life absolutely everywhere, everything was green. Trees were growing out of fallen trees. ferns were growing out of piles of older ferns. there was this light moss hanging off of everything that looked like golden confettis, but was actuallly rooted prett firmly to whatever it grew off of (allegedly the stuff grows solely on light and air!). just an amazing place. Kyle and I drank water straight out of the glacial river that flowed thorugh the park, and also drank directly from a stream that was fed by mineral springs. yummy water.We had taken a ferry to get out of seattle, but it was pretty late when we drove back so we actually had t swing all the way down to takoma to come back. we didn't arrive at kyle's house until around 2:20am.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Driving home
Graduated, now i'm driving home with my brother.
Definitely going to cover a few posts, but for the time being, here's a map that shows some spots we've been to. i'm going to add lines later.
Definitely going to cover a few posts, but for the time being, here's a map that shows some spots we've been to. i'm going to add lines later.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Journal (or "ideas: pt.2")
So earlier today I was digging around the trunk of my car for a book when I came across a small notebook: a journal I decided to try to write in periodically a year or two ago. There are only a few entries in it, probably not even ten, but well....it got dammaged. My car isn't exactly high-end, and water leaks into the trunk when it's wet out. I hadn't realized it until now (apparently I haven't even opened the journal since last summer) but since I left the journal in my trunk for months, it has been accumulating water damage. I don't think anything has become readable, but for a book I invested some emotion into I'm pretty annoyed I let this happen.
There was another book in the trunk that picked up water damage, a small pocket size notebook similar to what I described I was looking for in the "Ideas" post from a few days ago. At first I thought it was a travel log from one of my road trips x-country. When I opened it, all but the first few pages were empty, and most of the horizontal lines had been washed from the pages. What bothers me is that it could still be a travel log, just with all my entries washed out. That's just no good. A few days ago I came across another such travel log from my road trip home this summer. It hadn't picked up water damage because it was in the passenger compartment, but waws still in very poor condition from being trampled. I've gotta take better care of my memories; I have enough trouble holding onto them in my head, I need to cherish them after I commit them to paper.
At least I have that notebook I was looking for.
There was another book in the trunk that picked up water damage, a small pocket size notebook similar to what I described I was looking for in the "Ideas" post from a few days ago. At first I thought it was a travel log from one of my road trips x-country. When I opened it, all but the first few pages were empty, and most of the horizontal lines had been washed from the pages. What bothers me is that it could still be a travel log, just with all my entries washed out. That's just no good. A few days ago I came across another such travel log from my road trip home this summer. It hadn't picked up water damage because it was in the passenger compartment, but waws still in very poor condition from being trampled. I've gotta take better care of my memories; I have enough trouble holding onto them in my head, I need to cherish them after I commit them to paper.
At least I have that notebook I was looking for.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Procrastination
Hello. My name is David Marx, and I'm a compuslive procrastinator.
It's been a 6 hours since I last procrastinated, i'm jsut glad I finally got some work done tonight. I have a long tradition of not doing homework in general, turning things in late if at all. I stay afloat based on test grades and the fact that when I do produce my work is always of high quality. I'm graduating this year, which means I have a few days to wrap stuff up or I don't get a diploma.
This is a bad situation for a compulsive procrastinator like me. I'll often find myself on youtube, telling myself, "This is the last video, just one more and that's it!" an hour after telling myself the same line. Tonight I decided i needed to get away from my room if I was going to get some work done (my typical last resort strategy, and it usually works. wokred tonight too). So, I went to one of my favorite sanctuaries: the closed writing center. I work there, so I can get in when it's closed, giving me access to what's effectively a private library, complete with couches, tables, writing supplies, computers printers, and even free coffee. But get this: I'm such a clever little procrastinator, I even made a facebook event out of it, and spent at least 20 minutes working out the kinks in publishing the event and inviting people I thought might be doing work instead of partying tonight. Crazy huh?
Earlier tonight, when I was procrastinating hardcore (which is why I retreated to the writing center), I googled myself. I occasionally google old friends just to see what I find, and I usualy find plenty; if you've ever played a sport, even just in high school or maybe even middle school, chances are googleing your name will atl east pull up some stats and maybe a picture or two. But damnit, "David Marx" appears to be an incredibly common, and nerdy name.
Here's what some of the other DM's are doing out there:
* Photography Instructor
* A few musicians, one I KNOW sucks and another who lives in Tokyo!
* An Emergency physician who lives ~50 miles from me (what are the chances a firefighter and ER-MD with the same name live w/in 50 miles of each other?)
* A Lawyer
* A couple engineers (/professors)
* A chemistry professor
* A psychology professor
* A cinematographer
* last but not least, one of these turds took the amazon account "david marx" and posted his nickname as "mingieboy"
>>and that's just from the first 2 pages of hits.
what's your favorite procrastination strategy? cleaning your room? facebook? I've gotta say i'm pretty fond of the online TV.
Allright, time for bed. Good luck getting your stuff done!
It's been a 6 hours since I last procrastinated, i'm jsut glad I finally got some work done tonight. I have a long tradition of not doing homework in general, turning things in late if at all. I stay afloat based on test grades and the fact that when I do produce my work is always of high quality. I'm graduating this year, which means I have a few days to wrap stuff up or I don't get a diploma.
This is a bad situation for a compulsive procrastinator like me. I'll often find myself on youtube, telling myself, "This is the last video, just one more and that's it!" an hour after telling myself the same line. Tonight I decided i needed to get away from my room if I was going to get some work done (my typical last resort strategy, and it usually works. wokred tonight too). So, I went to one of my favorite sanctuaries: the closed writing center. I work there, so I can get in when it's closed, giving me access to what's effectively a private library, complete with couches, tables, writing supplies, computers printers, and even free coffee. But get this: I'm such a clever little procrastinator, I even made a facebook event out of it, and spent at least 20 minutes working out the kinks in publishing the event and inviting people I thought might be doing work instead of partying tonight. Crazy huh?
Earlier tonight, when I was procrastinating hardcore (which is why I retreated to the writing center), I googled myself. I occasionally google old friends just to see what I find, and I usualy find plenty; if you've ever played a sport, even just in high school or maybe even middle school, chances are googleing your name will atl east pull up some stats and maybe a picture or two. But damnit, "David Marx" appears to be an incredibly common, and nerdy name.
Here's what some of the other DM's are doing out there:
* Photography Instructor
* A few musicians, one I KNOW sucks and another who lives in Tokyo!
* An Emergency physician who lives ~50 miles from me (what are the chances a firefighter and ER-MD with the same name live w/in 50 miles of each other?)
* A Lawyer
* A couple engineers (/professors)
* A chemistry professor
* A psychology professor
* A cinematographer
* last but not least, one of these turds took the amazon account "david marx" and posted his nickname as "mingieboy"
>>and that's just from the first 2 pages of hits.
what's your favorite procrastination strategy? cleaning your room? facebook? I've gotta say i'm pretty fond of the online TV.
Allright, time for bed. Good luck getting your stuff done!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
a busy news day
Here we go, in the order I heard:
1) Planet found roughly 20 light years away that could potentially support life
2) Boris Yeltisn died (fuck yeltsin. am I right?).
3) French fries give you cancer.
ok. so that was probably alot to handle, and I apologize if I shook your world a little there. Let's just focus on the last one for now.
Acoording to wikipedia, the reaction of asparagine (an amino acid) with reducing sugars under high heat creates acrylamide. acrylamide has long been known to be neurotoxic, which is why if you've ever done an SDS-PAGE in a bio class you wear gloves. apparently, it may also cause cancer.
Long story short, ANY FOOD that is browned during baking, overcooked or fried (and maybe even microwaved too) contains acrylamide. I guess fired potatoes are of particular concern because they are chock loaded with sugar.
Time for us all to make an important decision: what's more valuable to me? 50 years of eating fries and chips, or not going through 6 months of chemo.
Time for me to start saving up for the chemo.
1) Planet found roughly 20 light years away that could potentially support life
2) Boris Yeltisn died (fuck yeltsin. am I right?).
3) French fries give you cancer.
ok. so that was probably alot to handle, and I apologize if I shook your world a little there. Let's just focus on the last one for now.
Acoording to wikipedia, the reaction of asparagine (an amino acid) with reducing sugars under high heat creates acrylamide. acrylamide has long been known to be neurotoxic, which is why if you've ever done an SDS-PAGE in a bio class you wear gloves. apparently, it may also cause cancer.
Long story short, ANY FOOD that is browned during baking, overcooked or fried (and maybe even microwaved too) contains acrylamide. I guess fired potatoes are of particular concern because they are chock loaded with sugar.
Time for us all to make an important decision: what's more valuable to me? 50 years of eating fries and chips, or not going through 6 months of chemo.
Time for me to start saving up for the chemo.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Ideas
I like to read. I don't read for myself as often as I'd like; hopefully now that i'm graduating i'll finally ahve some time to really dig into some books. Still, when I'm home i like to hang out at bookstores and jsut flip through what I find, often spending hours in the philosophy section
Winter junior year (winter before last) I had the great idea of keeping a small notebook on me as often as possible. If you know me, then you know that I have an incredibly shitty memory for certain things, so I decided that having a book on hand would be great for jotting down ideas, to do lists, phone numbers, appointments, whatever.
One day last winter I was wandering through some philosophy at the local Borders (Barnes & Noble?) when I came across a book by a philosopher of mind I like a lot, Douglas Hofstaedter, the guy who wrote Godel, Escher, Bach and The Mind's I. Flipping through the book, I found a snippet where he tried to develop an account of what creativity is. I wrote a little diatribe on what came to mind in my notebook. If it were shorter, I'd write the whole thing out for ya. maybe some other time.
Either way, I found the notebook the other day and have begun using it again for some brainstorming related to end-of-the-year projects i'm working on. It's so packed that I've flipped it upside down and now am writing on the backsides of empty pages.
I need a new notebook. I want to revive the "have it on me at all tiems" policy. I like reading my old ideas, they're not bad.
Winter junior year (winter before last) I had the great idea of keeping a small notebook on me as often as possible. If you know me, then you know that I have an incredibly shitty memory for certain things, so I decided that having a book on hand would be great for jotting down ideas, to do lists, phone numbers, appointments, whatever.
One day last winter I was wandering through some philosophy at the local Borders (Barnes & Noble?) when I came across a book by a philosopher of mind I like a lot, Douglas Hofstaedter, the guy who wrote Godel, Escher, Bach and The Mind's I. Flipping through the book, I found a snippet where he tried to develop an account of what creativity is. I wrote a little diatribe on what came to mind in my notebook. If it were shorter, I'd write the whole thing out for ya. maybe some other time.
Either way, I found the notebook the other day and have begun using it again for some brainstorming related to end-of-the-year projects i'm working on. It's so packed that I've flipped it upside down and now am writing on the backsides of empty pages.
I need a new notebook. I want to revive the "have it on me at all tiems" policy. I like reading my old ideas, they're not bad.
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