I was asked why post #1000 looked backward rather than forward. It’s a fair question; I’m generally not one for looking back. I’m not terribly attached to the past (certainly not bound by it), but that doesn’t mean I completely ignore it. (History repeats, in part, because we don’t learn from it.)
As with years, counting posts begins with 1, so the odometer number 1000 is the end of a count sequence (one-thousand posts), which makes looking back seem fitting. That post was also a blog birthday so all the more reason to review.
This post, #1001, is the first post of the next thousand.
Or, more realistically, the next hundred(s). I’m not sure I’ll be doing this for nine more years (although who can say; maybe I’ll be one of the last long-form bloggers left standing).
More to the point, who can say what will happen in the next year, let alone in nine of them. (Not me! Sometimes next week surprises me.)
I’ve written a lot about consciousness mostly in the context of whether it can be implemented with software.
That ground seems pretty well covered for now, so unless I find new things to say, or unless there are changes in the field, I don’t plan to pursue it much. I remain skeptical about software consciousness, but I very much doubt the question will be resolved in my lifetime.
So it’s a topic that we can argue endlessly, which is fun and good mental exercise, but I’ve gotten a little weary of being stalled at guesswork. (For the same reason I haven’t been paying much attention to the high-energy physics world, either. Nothing new under the collider.)
I have notes about a post summarizing the recent posts about algorithms (last year and early this year). Computers are not the physical systems they model.
For me that probably wraps things up when it comes to information patternism, at least for now.
Maybe less on the movies, since I haven’t found most new movies very interesting (for quite a few years now; it’s probably been a decade since I’ve been to a movie theater).
There are the rare gems — usually found off the main paths, although even mainstream films aren’t completely immune from greatness (they are just far more comfortable with bland unoriginal mediocrity).
The emphasis is usually on science fiction, of course (although there’s always Mystery Monday). Sometimes, with books, I leave out the fiction; I also like me some science (books; most TV science shows leave me thirsty).
One thing I’ve been a bit lax about is posting the life stories. That was always a big intent of the blog — leaving a scrawl on the internet wall. “Kilroy was here!”
The recent Canada Camping post is an example. The text file sat in my Queue folder since I began the blog. There are a lot more stories in that folder. For instance, the time we went camping way up north in Saskatchewan (so far north we were under the Northern Lights and off many maps).
There’s also the time we rented a houseboat on Lake Vermilion (in northern Minnesota). That was an interesting trip. Night fishing for sunfish. Caught a bunch of beauties — utter slabs. Couldn’t eat any of them; they all were infested with worms. (Fishing with a lighted bobber is cool, though. When a fish hits, the little LED light is pulled down into the water.)
I’ve written about key points in high school, college, work, and life, but there are a lot more stories to tell.
I expect to continue with the occasional Sideband post when something grabs my inner über-geek. (The blog is also my science notebook for capturing stuff that’s caught my interest. Be thankful I off-load my programming posts to my other blog!)
There will be more math posts. Maybe in March or May. (With diagrams, because diagrams gotta diagram.)
I’ve been trying talk myself into publishing short “tweet” posts with just a single idea and not a lot of accompanying text. Not really my style, and I can’t decide whether to make them Brain Bubbles or just really short posts.
(And whether they should be indexed, which would blow up the Index if I posted a lot of them. And whether they should have a header picture.)
As much as possible I want to clear out my queue and toss my notes. (I’m afraid to even look at the pile of older notes I found during spring cleaning. So far I’ve left it lurking in a corner.)
Getting aggressive in draining the tank may require some half-cocked “flying by the seat of my pants” posts.
In the spirit of web logging, posts as notes and thoughts in progress.
[This rambling, random post is exactly what I mean. It’s actually almost entirely content-free. I’m just warming up after taking a little vacation. Don’t want to pull any of my writing muscles.]
Baseball is seriously derailed this year (along with so much else). I’ve had other things on my mind lately, and baseball sank out of sight. At this point I’m not sure how into the shortened season I’ll be when (if) it kicks off.
I had already decided 2019 was the last year of tracking the season using my homemade Python stats package. I’ve done it since 2010 — ten years is enough. (Not having those homemade stats to show off may cut down on the baseball posts. Depends on how the Twins do.)
I wrote the first version of that suite to give me the stats I wanted for an informal online group of Twins fans. We’d take over the comment section of the summary of the previous game and use it as a chat room.
But I got fed up with the BS, left for a year, missed it, came back for a year, but the BS was worse, and I realized chatting during the game (which is when the chat was active) was so distracting I wasn’t enjoying the game.
I wrote the second version of the Python suite because I learned so many things from the first one (about how not to write it; even version 2.0 kinda begs for a version 3.0 that’ll never happen but would be so much better).
Lastly, I expect I’ll continue writing posts about modern society.
One thing I want to start discussing more frequently and bluntly is stupidity. (Don’t for a moment think I just mean those dumb-asses on the right. There are just as many dumb-asses on the left and in between.)
Our anti-intellectual culture has turned a high IQ into something unwelcome (although it pays lip service to it). A high intelligence is like “thinking outside the box” — universally lauded in principle; usually punished in practice.
We’ve become a nation of day-dreaming self-centered unapologetic assholes who deny the factual world. The proof of the pudding is in who we elected POTUS in 2016. The continued proof of a now rotten stinking maggoty pudding is that 2020 will be anything other than a unanimous landslide.
We too often allow ourselves to be stupid. We need to talk about that.
One resolution I have is to try to write shorter posts. Brevity being the soul of something or other.
Stay long-winded, my friends!