<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:59:24.365-08:00</updated><category term='IPhone'/><category term='idea'/><category term='Charity'/><category term='Donation'/><category term='Psychological Egoism'/><category term='Web application'/><category term='GarageBand'/><category term='Smartphones'/><category term='Developer'/><category term='Reason'/><category term='Web development'/><category term='Handhelds'/><category term='Joel Feinberg'/><title type='text'>Hypomaniac's Corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-6702242671193588370</id><published>2009-08-28T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:14:02.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipotle I love you.</title><content type='html'>I ate chicken yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out Chipotle advertises on their website that they only use ethically raise chicken in their foods.  Since my problem with eating meat centers on the ethical issues involved in factory farming practices, I didn't have a problem chowing down on one of my favorite burritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother in law made a very wise suggestion this past weekend, saying that instead of telling everyone I'm a vegetarian simply say that I'm boycotting factory farmed meat.  People seem to find that less crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, some of the lawyers with whom I eat lunch every day have tried to find flaws in my argument.  They raise some good points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How can you trust the website of Chipotle?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There is definitely a trust issue to be dealt with.  They're going to spin things so they look good.  They cited an outside third party (Humane Animal Producer Society or something along those lines) that certified their producers as ethical.   But how can you trust them?  It seems plausible that this "objective" third party could easily be a sham organization set up to rubber stamp farms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response to this is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since this is a boycott with the goal of effecting the meat industry by changing my purchasing habits, supporting chipotle is sending a signal (albeit a minuscule one) that they're doing something good.  I suppose the attempt by a company to appear ethical is better than companies that don't even try.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't been perfectly consistent already, so taking this 'leap of faith' and trusting a company that may be tricking me is no worse that what I'm already doing.  I haven't gotten to the point where veganism seems possible (give up cheese and eggs? this is hard enough already).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I look forward to going to Whole Foods, who I've heard carries lots of free-range meats.   I'm also feeling pretty good about the sustainability of my little experiment.  Free-range meat will be more expensive, and I won't have it every day so meat will remain a small part of my diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm pumped because a coworker took me up on a bet that he couldn't go completely vegetarian for the next two weeks.  Someone to share my pain with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-6702242671193588370?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6702242671193588370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/chipotle-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6702242671193588370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6702242671193588370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/chipotle-i-love-you.html' title='Chipotle I love you.'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-5462074697566213362</id><published>2009-08-10T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:59:43.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multitouch is dead.</title><content type='html'>Scratching is the new interface.  Check out what some clever folks over at Carnegie Mellon are doing with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2E8vsQB4pug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2E8vsQB4pug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low tech, cheap, versatile, flexible... this has a lot of possibility.  A laptop or cellphone placed on a desk or coffee table can transform it into a gigantic tablet or remote control.  The walls of your house can control your music... all without installing any complicated or expensive systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hacker needs to take this and transform their coffee table into a remote control for Boxee or the XBox Media Center.  I wonder if their code is open source?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-5462074697566213362?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5462074697566213362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/multitouch-is-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/5462074697566213362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/5462074697566213362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/multitouch-is-dead.html' title='Multitouch is dead.'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-8115696180843429774</id><published>2009-08-06T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:01:57.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be XOR not to be</title><content type='html'>Can we introduce the concept of XOR into normal English please?  For those who weren't electrical/computer engineers or studied logic in philosophy... XOR simply means "A or B, but not both."  I propose we pronounce it with a z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dropping the word xor in regular speech would be awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This would actually be useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;For example, I'm currently working on a patent where we have to be very careful what we say, and keeping track of all of the ands and ors in the document is downright annoying.  If we had a separate word for xor, my job would be a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the next step to get this process started... urban dictionary?  Should we include nand in there as well?  Are there others I'm forgetting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it xor not, I'm going to start using xor all the time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-8115696180843429774?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8115696180843429774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-be-xor-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8115696180843429774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8115696180843429774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-be-xor-not-to-be.html' title='To be XOR not to be'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-1557356950115150260</id><published>2009-08-05T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:43:13.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Meat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Dexter_Music_From_the_Showtime_Series.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a6/Dexter_Music_From_the_Showtime_Series.jpg" alt="Dexter: Music from the Showtime Original Serie..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Dexter_Music_From_the_Showtime_Series.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So far this little experiment is going pretty well... Although I may have cheated, depending on how you classify shrimp. Seems the chef in the cafeteria seems to think it's vegetarian, so when I found it in my pasta... I decided not to make a fuss. I REGRET NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stray thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to be a good person? Does being a ethical require you to never do wrong? As an example, if being "good" requires a person to become a vegan, and they can only manage to become a vegetarian (still responsible for some pretty awful treatment of animals in today's world)... should they even bother being a vegetarian at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slightly more extreme example would be a murderer (say the character Dexter from that awesome TV show) found a way to curb his impulses and only murder someone once a month rather than twice a month. He's saving lives! Is he a hero or a monster? A half-monster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings up a pretty interesting difference between the nature of utilitarian ethics vs. Judeo-Christian ethics. My gut reaction towards the murderer in the example above makes me want to say that murdering one person rather than two doesn't make him half as evil. Do I need to invoke the concept of sin or heaven and hell to put all murderers in their own classification of evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line - if the ethics one adopts are so demanding that pretty much everyone falls somewhere in the "kinda evil" category.... is something wrong with the ethical system or something wrong with all of us?  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/5fc52516-e8f7-4f39-9809-77d983b630fb/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=5fc52516-e8f7-4f39-9809-77d983b630fb" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-1557356950115150260?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1557356950115150260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-after-meat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1557356950115150260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1557356950115150260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-after-meat.html' title='Life After Meat'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-5690902053428695677</id><published>2009-07-29T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:46:35.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2  of Turning Vegetarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Chloroplasten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/a6/Chloroplasten.jpg/300px-Chloroplasten.jpg" alt="{{de|Lichtmikroskopische Aufnahme von Chloropl..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Chloroplasten.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Day 2 wasn't too bad, actually. I Did have a lot of fun at lunch when I announced to a table full of lawyers that I had decided to become a vegetarian. This came as something of a shock to them because only a week ago I had been making bold carnivorous statements such as "If it has cell walls it's not a meal." Naturally, their instincts were to try to cut my arguments to ribbons... which I attempted admirably to withstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One argument which was particularly tricky was what I'll call the 'natural' argument. In it's most basic form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Some animals eat meat&lt;br /&gt; 2. Homo Sapiens evolved to eat meat&lt;br /&gt; 3. Acting as nature intended cannot be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Eating meat cannot be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll rebut the argument more fully in another post. Suffice it to say, digging into this gets tricky because it gets to the heart of what ethics is and how an ethical framework fits into the real world... heavy stuff.  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/025f3fb9-b661-4bfa-8837-00129a7dc46e/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=025f3fb9-b661-4bfa-8837-00129a7dc46e" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-5690902053428695677?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5690902053428695677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-2-of-turning-vegetarian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/5690902053428695677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/5690902053428695677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-2-of-turning-vegetarian.html' title='Day 2  of Turning Vegetarian'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-8106907182429200322</id><published>2009-07-28T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:06:16.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Peter_Singer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/5b/Peter_Singer.jpg/300px-Peter_Singer.jpg" alt="I had a chance to see Peter Singer speak. From..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Peter_Singer.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This will seem like a joke to those of you who know me, but I've convinced myself to give up eating &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.wikinvest.com/industry/Meat" title="Meat" rel="wikinvest"&gt;meat&lt;/a&gt;.  Starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently been reading the books of &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Singer" title="Peter Singer" rel="wikipedia"&gt;Peter Singer&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophy" title="Philosophy" rel="wikipedia"&gt;philosopher&lt;/a&gt; who is best known for his work on animal rights and charity for the poor. When I took one of his classes in college, I found his arguments impossible to disagree with, but his conclusions outrageous. That was when I first seriously considered the possibility that what I was doing when I ate meat was wrong. Unfortunately (0r fortunately... I'm still not sure) life got in the way. Dietary demands from competing in a college sport and a lack of time and gumption made dropping meat a seemingly impossible task, so I never tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revisiting the same arguments of Singer's now, I can no longer justify my eating meat in the majority of cases. Being young, single, and working long hours in the city means that I eat out almost all of the time. In these cases it's a matter of picking one item off of the menu rather than another. Is my preference for the taste of beef rather than tofu so important that I need to torture and kill an animal (who I imagine would very much prefer not to be tortured and killed) to satisfy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short Term Goal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vegetarianism" title="Vegetarianism" rel="wikipedia"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/a&gt; options at all restaurants/office cafeteria.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat vegetarian when it doesn't inconvenience others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not feel bad when a meal doesn't fall into one of the above two categories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn more about what foods I can eat ethically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said.... My dinner tonight tragically undelicious.  I hate Tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat... MISS U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to do some posts to discuss some of the other ethical quandaries bouncing around in my head, and I'll let you know how this little experiment is going. Please feel free to give me some support (if you're so inclined) or ridicule (I may actually prefer this, probably a better motivator for me). And definitely make fun of me if I stop within the next week.  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/acbee56f-5895-4b5a-bc45-a02a795dee36/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=acbee56f-5895-4b5a-bc45-a02a795dee36" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-8106907182429200322?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8106907182429200322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/image-via-wikipedia-this-will-seem-like.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8106907182429200322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8106907182429200322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/image-via-wikipedia-this-will-seem-like.html' title=''/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-6261802230677120494</id><published>2009-06-24T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:14:44.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds 1, Quantum Physicists 0</title><content type='html'>Turns out &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wiredscience/2009/06/birdcompass/"&gt;migratory birds might be better at entangling quantum particles than us&lt;/a&gt;, and they've been doing it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently their eyes can see the earth's magnetic field because they have structures in their eyes that can create entangled electrons from incident photons.  As these electrons split apart, they remain entangled but are effected differently by earths magnetic field.  This difference effects the electrical signal going to their brain, and is then translated into something the bird can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild.  How did something like that evolve?  This is very illustrative of the idea that the way we (or animals) understand the world around us is really only an approximation of reality, and through evolution we have taken advantage of whatever sources of information we can that prove to be useful from a survival perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-6261802230677120494?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6261802230677120494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/birds-1-quantum-physicists-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6261802230677120494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6261802230677120494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/birds-1-quantum-physicists-0.html' title='Birds 1, Quantum Physicists 0'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-7382594304423009984</id><published>2009-06-18T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:04:04.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Augmented Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://videogamesrepublic.com/?p=5128"&gt;Cell phone v. Zombies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so freaking cool.  I've seen examples of augmented reality before, but this really shows how interactive and potentially fun this could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graphics seem to be limited by the hardware at this point... Wouldn't it be easier to just transmit the output of the camera to a desktop computer, have the much beefier computer do all of the processing, and then send the processed image back to the cell phone device? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is that sending all of that video data would cause a lot of lag...  but then again I just saw a demo of this other really cool technology that allows you to play graphics intensive games in your browser, and all of the heavy lifting is done by servers.  If they can do it over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, I don't see why they wouldn't be able to do it in this case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-7382594304423009984?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7382594304423009984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/augmented-reality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/7382594304423009984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/7382594304423009984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/augmented-reality.html' title='Augmented Reality'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-5477775860531233111</id><published>2009-06-11T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:16:07.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crowdsourcing Yourself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:JellyBellyBeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/14/JellyBellyBeans.jpg/300px-JellyBellyBeans.jpg" alt="These are my :en:Jelly Belly :en:jelly beans, ..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="300" height="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:JellyBellyBeans.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The jellybean jar experiment is a relatively well known study that shows a rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprising&lt;/span&gt; fact. The experiment itself involves asking a room full of people to estimate the number of jelly beans in a jar. Each person comes up with their own heuristic for making an estimate. For example, one person might come up with a guess for how many beans would make up a single layer at the bottom of the jar and then multiply by the number of layers they think would fit. Another person might have a completely different way of arriving at an estimate. Despite the fact that many people are way way off in their guesses, if you take the average of all the guesses you'll get an answer that is shockingly close to the correct one. Interestingly though, if you allow the people in the room to discuss their methods before the estimates, the average of their answers will get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason this happens is because each person's original guesses are independent - they may not be good guesses, but the error they introduce into the average is unique. However, when you let them discuss, some will be convinced to use another person's technique. When this happens the errors no longer cancel each other out, they end up reinforcing each other and dragging the average away from the true answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pretty interesting result when you think about how financial markets work and the role of security analysts in estimating the value of companies. Do our estimates of the stock prices get worse when a new report comes out? One person's opinion (albeit a much more informed person) is influencing many many people, whos individual trades will determine the actual price of the stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason I bring the study up is because recently some psychologists also thought it was pretty neat. In a study described in &lt;a href="http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=you-know-more-than-you-think"&gt;Scientific American&lt;/a&gt; they wanted to see if they could reproduce the effect in a single persons brain. Two groups made a few estimations of a date in history (like the day the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Magna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carta&lt;/span&gt; was signed). One group made a series of guesses, one after the other. The second group made several guesses, but had to write down reasons their earlier guesses might have been wrong and to use those reasons to form a new guess. And while their secondary guesses were no more accurate than their first, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;average&lt;/span&gt; of their guesses turned out to be much better!  This is in contrast to the first group, who's averages were not as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems that we can harness the power of independent errors to make our own individual estimates more accurate, we just have to act like we have multiple personality disorder. For me this conclusion raised a lot of interesting questions, and I hope the psychologists try to tackle some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a person has several facts relevant to a situation, would they make better choices if they try to consider all of the information and try to synthesize it into a single answer (the way we're all familiar with) or would they be better off making a series of estimations based on each individual fact and then averaging them together?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What other kinds of problems is this method better at answering?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should we eliminate debate?  Have members of congress vote on things without discussing them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The next time I want to count my jelly beans should I just pay a hundred people on the Mechanical Turk service to look at a picture of it and guess?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/88e48982-3192-415a-a59a-92c5398493c2/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=88e48982-3192-415a-a59a-92c5398493c2" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-5477775860531233111?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5477775860531233111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/crowdsourcing-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/5477775860531233111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/5477775860531233111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/crowdsourcing-yourself.html' title='Crowdsourcing Yourself?'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-777095440668095914</id><published>2009-04-21T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:26:37.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurring the Line</title><content type='html'>"I hate listening to people's dreams. It is like flipping through a stack of photographs. If I'm not in any of them and nobody is having sex, I just don't care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite what Dennis from It's Always Sunny says, I'm going to tell you guys about two episodes from last night.  I'm not really sure if you'd even call these dreams... they kind of blur the line of dreaming and being awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I wake up suddenly in my bed pumped full of adrenaline and terror.  The room is very dark, but I can clearly see movement on both my left and right.  As I sit with my back up against the wall, unable to move or speak, the movements resolve into three distinct people.  They simply stand there, faces dark and indistinct, but they continue to shift around and watch me.  When I can take it no longer, I lunge over to my nightstand to turn on the light.  As soon as the light comes on the watchers instantly become familiar objects in my room, a chair and closet doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm having a dream where I am in a room with about 10 other people.  Someone cries out and collapses after being bitten by a spider the size of my hand.  The orange and black spider scurries around the room and we all begin to chase it to try to kill it before it gets anyone else.  I finally corner him and try to smash him with a stick.  At the very moment of the deathblow I suddenly find myself standing in my room next to my bed, again filled with terror.  I feel something crawling on my arm and look down to see the spider climbing up towards my hand.  With a cry I reach out with my other hand and turn on the light.  Again, the moment the light comes on the spider disappears, leaving me standing alone in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is going on here?!  Waking up and imagining people and things in the darkness is something that happens to me often enough.  But this has to be the first time something from one of my dreams has followed me into the real world...  Any sleep-experts know what to call these?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-777095440668095914?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/777095440668095914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/blurring-line.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/777095440668095914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/777095440668095914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/blurring-line.html' title='Blurring the Line'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-2132568028520269257</id><published>2009-04-09T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:08:10.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Code</title><content type='html'>These days I've been reading a lot of source code, and it can get pretty miserable if the code isn't well commented or if it isn't properly formatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a time-honored tradition (or requirement) to indent code so that you can see when statements are nested.  This is ok, but for long documents where the nesting statements can stretch for pages and pages this can be inadequate.  I feel like a good IDE must have a way of telling at a glance how deep you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are lots of tricks out there, but has anyone thought of displaying the nesting level in a 3rd dimension or colormap?  For example, a line of code that looks further away than its neighbors would be clearly on a different nesting level, and you'd be able to instantly grasp the structure of the code you're looking at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy?  Someone with more experience please tell me your secrets.  (I'm looking at you Paul).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-2132568028520269257?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2132568028520269257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/reading-code.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2132568028520269257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2132568028520269257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/reading-code.html' title='Reading Code'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-8300725781938389695</id><published>2009-04-03T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:43:18.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thunderstorms are even sweeter when you're watching them from a skyscraper with big windows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-8300725781938389695?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8300725781938389695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/thunderstorms-are-even-sweeter-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8300725781938389695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8300725781938389695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/thunderstorms-are-even-sweeter-when.html' title=''/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-6337633243264667915</id><published>2009-04-03T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:51:52.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ping.fm is pretty sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-6337633243264667915?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6337633243264667915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/ping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6337633243264667915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6337633243264667915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/ping.html' title=''/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-3069113321196715401</id><published>2009-03-19T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:34:08.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brojector!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/ScMcIhrkerI/AAAAAAAAABE/i17srChOnHw/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/ScMcIhrkerI/AAAAAAAAABE/i17srChOnHw/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315122918032964274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes dreams come true.  When I was a little kid, one of mine was to have a TV that took up the entire wall.  I wanted Mario to be my size.  Today, that dream came true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be hard to see in the photo, but it is Tom standing next to our new TV playing Halo 3.  We've redone the basement and bought a projector, which casts an image about 5x10 feet.  It may be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.  YES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-3069113321196715401?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3069113321196715401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/brojector.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/3069113321196715401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/3069113321196715401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/brojector.html' title='Brojector!'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/ScMcIhrkerI/AAAAAAAAABE/i17srChOnHw/s72-c/IMG_0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-7872438351361338172</id><published>2009-01-30T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:24:02.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea: Parts of Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 196px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28050552@N03/2719099826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2719099826_7d03ac3dd0_m.jpg" alt="John Frusciante, Red Hot Chilli Pepper" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28050552@N03/2719099826"&gt;Rafael Amado Deras&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When people practice an instrument they spend a lot of time playing along with their favorite songs.  Learning to play songs you like is challenging and rewarding, the perfect way to practice.  My experiences learning bass and guitar consisted a lot of sitting at my desk with my instrument and fumbling around with my mp3s to play along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are learning how to play a part in a given song (the guitar part in stairway to heaven, for example) having the actual guitar part is obviously important.  But what about when you have the song memorized and you are focusing on playing it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;?  I've found that when you reach this point having the guitar track playing actually gets in the way.  I want to hear what it would sound like if I was the bassist in Red Hot Chili Peppers, not how it would sound if there was one awesome bassist and one crappy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there is a market for music with the different instruments removed? It would be like Karaoke for the rest of the band.  I could also see it being useful for bands who want to do covers of songs, each member of the band could get a version of their song without their instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to do this automatically using existing songs?  I know the band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Girltalk&lt;/span&gt; is able to lift the vocals right out of songs to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mashups&lt;/span&gt;....  There might be some interesting legal issues to sort out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my hope with this blog is interact with the people who read it, so instead of messaging me directly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; should leave comments!  Lets get conversations going!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/6678efce-ed2a-40c4-b220-8a11b9a2992a/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=6678efce-ed2a-40c4-b220-8a11b9a2992a" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-7872438351361338172?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7872438351361338172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/idea-parts-of-songs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/7872438351361338172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/7872438351361338172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/idea-parts-of-songs.html' title='Idea: Parts of Songs'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2719099826_7d03ac3dd0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-1001073815454080672</id><published>2009-01-27T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:49:53.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handhelds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smartphones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GarageBand'/><title type='text'>Idea: Portable Interval Trainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 260px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crunchbase.com/product/iphone"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crunchbase.com/assets/images/resized/0001/9797/19797v1-max-250x250.jpg" alt="Image representing iPhone as depicted in Crunc..." style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="250" height="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://www.crunchbase.com"&gt;CrunchBase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have a job! I'll be joining the Jones Day Patent Group in New York City.  Looks like my wandering days are over for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was driving in my car thinking about training your ear.  At music schools they use programs like the 'EarMaster' to train you to recognize intervals, chords, scales etc.  This is really tedious but a vital skill to aquire if you want to compose music (anyone that has tried to use Reason or Garageband without music theory background will probably agree).  Training your ear is tedious and requires hours of listening and distinguishing notes, but the software out there makes a relatively entertaining game out of it, so it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized though that I really want to be able to do this training any time, not just when I'm in front of my computer.  What would be ideal is a program for an Iphone or even the DS or PSP.  This would be such a good way to pass the time on a train (I'm thinking ahead to my commute from Fairfield to NYC) or on the road or wherever.  Someone make this plz!  And if this is one of those iphone apps that makes the creater tons of cash, all the better.  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/3ec805b6-7ff3-4766-8362-732f204628b1/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=3ec805b6-7ff3-4766-8362-732f204628b1" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-1001073815454080672?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1001073815454080672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/idea-portable-interval-trainer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1001073815454080672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1001073815454080672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/idea-portable-interval-trainer.html' title='Idea: Portable Interval Trainer'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-225838291889726660</id><published>2009-01-20T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:33:04.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you</title><content type='html'>Dear guys who robbed my house,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Why would you steal my bucket of change but not my laptop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-225838291889726660?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/225838291889726660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/225838291889726660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/225838291889726660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-you.html' title='I hate you'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-1620834009574801231</id><published>2009-01-12T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:26:43.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Idea: Piano Minigames</title><content type='html'>One reason I decided to start a blog was to catalog my ideas for projects, businesses, and hobbies.  Often when I find a new obsession (my current one is my new MIDI keyboard) I come up with tangential ideas or tools that I wish already existed or have other complementary thoughts.  It was my hope that actually writing them down and creating some kind of conversation about them would help me to actually follow through with some of them (the conversation aspect is making the assumption that someone reads this blog... which is a questionable one).  So without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; rambling here's the project that I would love to undertake if I had infinite time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have a way of quickly creating different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minigames&lt;/span&gt; that used my MIDI keyboard to help practice different concepts as I learn to play piano.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;minigame&lt;/span&gt; I'd love to have right now would be something like Paul Nelson's epic 'Math Arena' game except with cords on the keyboard.  Play something like that for a few hours and you'd be able to move quickly and confidently between the different chords no problem.  But as I continue in my practicing I'm constantly facing new obstacles and coming up with new 'ideal' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mingames&lt;/span&gt; to overcome them - what I really want is a sandbox type environment that would make it easy to create new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;minigames&lt;/span&gt; as I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, I feel like this would be a perfect project for Python.  I know it has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PyGame&lt;/span&gt; module specifically made to create games with, and I'm sure it has a module for interfacing with a MIDI device all ready to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN this would be such a cool project... maybe I'll just take a week off after my trip and lock myself into my room and do it.  What do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; think?  Is 2k9 the year of the piano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;minigame&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I know what you're thinking: "But James, you already made a post about the dream to-do list project, what about that!"  Don't worry, I'm still working on it.  I've actually made a good deal of progress on it, I now have the site working with a database so I can edit the list from the site itself.  I took a break from it to try and create the website at my job (qcllab.princeton.edu), which is an ongoing project.  I'll try to keep you guys abreast of that as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-1620834009574801231?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1620834009574801231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-idea-piano-minigames.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1620834009574801231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1620834009574801231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-idea-piano-minigames.html' title='Project Idea: Piano Minigames'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-4100557987843700071</id><published>2009-01-12T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:57:38.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippin' w/out the drugs</title><content type='html'>Here's a list of sweet tricks to get your brain to hallucinate without resorting to drugs... Or maybe we should think of these as gateway hallucinogens - paving the way for our youth to move on to harder and harder drugs! BEWARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/graphics/011109_hacking_your_brain/"&gt;Hacking Your Brain [Via Boston Globe]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to try some of these with me, let me know.  I think I have a fake arm that would be perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-4100557987843700071?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4100557987843700071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/trippin-wout-drugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/4100557987843700071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/4100557987843700071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/trippin-wout-drugs.html' title='Trippin&apos; w/out the drugs'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-225532117414874271</id><published>2009-01-11T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:54:24.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriba Aruba!</title><content type='html'>Lots of stuff going on lately, here's a quick update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Aruba early Tuesday morning for a week, which is good because I need to show off all of the weight I gained in the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got a keyboard and reason going, so hopefully I'll be able to start making some music for The Oversight Committee.  If anyone knows good tutorials or resources for Reason or just composing in general I'd be interested.  If I could choose one hobby/skill to be awesome at, it would be this, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I willfully submitted myself to the torment of going into the crawlspace underneath my house over the break.  That is really one of the worst places, ever.  Besides the dust and fiberglass I had to deal with Indiana Jones style spiderwebs everywhere.  Worth it though, because now we have internet everywhere in the house - only took 3 routers and hours of debugging and research.  Nothing is EVER easy when it comes to home networking - I'm still pulling out my hair trying to get NAT to be open so that we can use XBOX live properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new athletic obsession is climbing, having discovered that I have free access to the climbing wall at Princeton.  I got a sweet fingerboard for XMAS too, only problem is I don't have any place to mount it in my house... I guess I'll just save it until I move somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up some pics when I get back ya'll, have a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-225532117414874271?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/225532117414874271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/arriba-aruba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/225532117414874271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/225532117414874271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/arriba-aruba.html' title='Arriba Aruba!'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-377138778030119154</id><published>2008-12-23T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:26:19.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gumption</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block; width: 212px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Gss-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e0/Gss-600.jpg/202px-Gss-600.jpg" alt="Photo © by Jeff Dean" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" width="202" height="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Gss-600.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Holidays Ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'd like to talk about a concept that has changed my life, it's called Gumption. I learned about it from the book '&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Zen-Art-Motorcycle-Maintenance-Inquiry/dp/0688002307%3FSubscriptionId%3D0G81C5DAZ03ZR9WH9X82%26tag%3Dzemanta-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D0688002307" title="Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values" rel="amazon" class="zem_slink"&gt;Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance&lt;/a&gt;', which I absolutely recommend to everyone. This book has everything; crazy plot, deep and original insight into &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophy" title="Philosophy" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;philosophy&lt;/a&gt;, practical lessons for life, and on top of all of that it's a true story. Anyhow, this Gumption that he talks about in the book is a concept that really struck a chord with me. I'll try to briefly explain it and talk about how I use it in my own life to be efficient and effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, gumption is the measure of how well you'll be able to tackle some big new obstacle in your life. If you're running low on gumption when you get home from work, cleaning that mess your kitchen might seem like an insurmountable mountain of work. If you're full of gumption, however, you'll be able to tackle that kitchen with gusto, or perhaps write that essay that you'd been dreading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gumption seems to be some kind of combination of your &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Energy_level" title="Energy level" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;energy level&lt;/a&gt;, focus, enthusiasm, and probably a bunch of other important things. But in the book it's much more specific than that (but this explanation might not make sense to anyone who hasn't read it). Gumption is what allows you to undertake a task as an artisan would, with the care and focus that true quality require. When you do something while you have gumption you are working close to 'quality', which bridges the gap between the romantic and classical understanding of a task, allowing you to notice and deal with problems on a fundamentally subconscious level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book the author uses the example of motorcycle maintenance. When he is working on his bike and he has gumption he is infinitely patient and observant. Troubleshooting problems with the bike can be incredibly frustrating, but in this state the problems present themselves to him in their own time and he is listening carefully enough to hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author then goes on to describe what he's learned about how gumption works, including activities that build up your reserve of gumption and 'gumption traps' that can deplete them. So for example you might get stuck on a problem in life and throw your hands up in despair, take a nap, and then come back and solve the problem with no problems at all. You snagged yourself on a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gumption_trap" title="Gumption trap" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;gumption trap&lt;/a&gt; and then during the nap you built some back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after reading about this I felt as if the author had perfectly articulated exactly how I'd always operated. I have always had periods in my life or day where I am absurdly productive compared to other times (hence the name of this blog). People who know me well or are unfortunate enough to have lived with me understand the bizarre schedules I've created for myself in an effort to sync up up my periods of high &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Productivity" title="Productivity" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;productivity&lt;/a&gt; with doing what's most important. So for example at Caltech I picked up the habit of working on problem sets at 7am - this turned out to be when I was most focused and intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I've realized that working on something you're personally passionate about and seeing progress in that area is one of the most rewarding things you can do in a day. That's why my new habit has been to always dedicate the first hour or two of my day to my own projects (web development lately). Doing something that I love and that makes me feel like I'm growing gives me a boost of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Energy" title="Energy" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;energy&lt;/a&gt; and enthusiasm for the rest of the day that makes every day really wonderful. I find that rather than depleting my gumption, working on something I love actually increases it and allows me to accomplish more in the rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if anyone thinks this whole concept of gumption resonates with them at all, I'm really curious if it's just me and the zen guy or if it's bigger than that.  &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/c8a22869-fd9b-4341-8e74-69f2599a052c/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=c8a22869-fd9b-4341-8e74-69f2599a052c" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-377138778030119154?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/377138778030119154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/gumption.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/377138778030119154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/377138778030119154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/gumption.html' title='Gumption'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-8431915352257076428</id><published>2008-12-12T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:33:14.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logical Proof of Spirit Stone Utility</title><content type='html'>I recently received a necklace as a gift.  On it is a simple black stone made of Hermitite.  Supposedly, this is a semi-precious spirit stone that grants the wearer confidence and power.  As I’m sure you guys know, I’m something of a skeptic when it comes to spiritual issues; so if you think this trinket is just a hunk of rock with no special powers trust me when I say I was right with you.  However, in rationalizing the wearing of my new gift I concocted a proof for why this baby works.  Tremble before my logic, unbelievers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.    Some people believe the stone has inherent magical powers to make the wearer more confident and powerful&lt;br /&gt;2.    Upon encountering someone wearing the stone, they will believe the wearer to be more confident and powerful&lt;br /&gt;3.    Because of their belief (whether it is true or not) they will act as though the wearer of the stone is more confident and powerful in social interactions.&lt;br /&gt;4.    Your confidence is based in part on what others think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: You are more confident and powerful if you wear the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is an even simpler proof, but it’s circular.&lt;br /&gt;1.    You are as confident as you believe yourself to be&lt;br /&gt;2.    You believe wearing the necklace will make you more confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: You are more confident and powerful if you wear the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both require an irrational condition – in the first proof someone needs to believe in magic powers, in the other you define confidence to be a snake-eating-its-own-tail kind of quality.  I don’t think that’s really a problem though because people aren’t built to be rational, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it looks cool, so that helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-8431915352257076428?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8431915352257076428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/logical-proof-of-spirit-stone-utility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8431915352257076428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8431915352257076428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/logical-proof-of-spirit-stone-utility.html' title='Logical Proof of Spirit Stone Utility'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-6741998591903476910</id><published>2008-12-12T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:00:22.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blargh</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been neglecting the blog everybody - I'm still trying to find a good way to incorporate it into my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the biggest hurdle for me right now is a little bit of perfectionism, it's really hard for me to write something worthy without drafting it out and revising it.  Even more problematic is that whenever I try to write about something I'm passionate about I naturally want it to come out really well, so I spend way to much time on it and never finish.  But apparently that's just the unique challenge of this medium, you've gotta just get it out there or it'll never happen.  I have about 5 half finished posts just waiting for me to finish them, but there's always something else I should be doing...  Anyhow I'll try to intersperse the more elaborate posts with less ambitious ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you guys make time for hobbies or other activities that aren't vital for your job/survival?  I think I may have been on to something when I started waking up early so that I could focus on my hobby first thing in the morning, when I have the most focus and fewest distractions.  That will lead me into another post I hope to do someday, which is on the concept of 'Gumption' that I picked up from the fantastic book 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maintenance&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-6741998591903476910?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6741998591903476910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/blargh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6741998591903476910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/6741998591903476910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/blargh.html' title='Blargh'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-2822214332180199599</id><published>2008-11-18T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:17:12.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Geek?</title><content type='html'>What would you do if you got an email from the show Beauty and the Geek asking you to make a video to apply to the show?  I'm somewhat torn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-2822214332180199599?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2822214332180199599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/beauty-and-geek.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2822214332180199599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2822214332180199599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/beauty-and-geek.html' title='Beauty and the Geek?'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-8258403052127310909</id><published>2008-11-08T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:52:58.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature Vs. Nurture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:DNA_Overview.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/f0/DNA_Overview.png/202px-DNA_Overview.png" alt="The structure of part of a DNA double helix" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:DNA_Overview.png"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everyone is familiar with the great debate over how we are shaped as persons.  Some believe that most of who we are is shaped by our experiences and actions - if you grow up in an aggressive environment you grow up to be aggressive.  At the same time there is a large contingent of people who believe who we are is built into us, programmed into our genes.  Take for example the studies of identical twins separated at birth who end up in the same careers and have the same exact food preferences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I always felt was that each person was born with many inherent characteristics (aggressive or tame, smart or stupid, honest or duplicitous) but that events could shape the extent to which these natures would be expressed.  I imagine a fast moving river as the person, it has a natural tendency to go in a certain direction but can be redirected for a time by obstacles (events in life) which can alter the course of the river.  I suppose the whole debate boils down to how fast you think the river is moving.  The course of a slow meandering river would be much easier to shape - ergo people aren't destined to be good or evil, the events of their life determine this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eurekalert.org/pub_releases/2008-11/uoia-sic110608.php"&gt;Recent Studies&lt;/a&gt; have thrown a monkey wrench in all of this it seems.  They've shown that gene expression within the brain can be effected by social cues in life.  In birds, hearing a new song by a male from their species changed what parts of their DNA asserted itself.  In bees, the presence of many foraging bees prevented the foraging gene from being expressed in young bees.  Take away the adult foragers and suddenly some of the young bees become foragers - genetically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there even a genetic person anymore?  Do we all have the potential to be many different types of people, only waiting for events to dictate to us which one we should be?  I feel cut adrift now, this takes away my neat little metaphor for human development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, does this throw into question commonly held notions about evolution?  According to the theory lifting weights everyday and getting huge muscles won't imply that your kids will grow up to be muscle men.  But if events in life effect gene expression, is it possible that changes of this kind could be inherited?  Anyone out there know enough about biology to answer this one?  Best response in the comments gets a prize.  Not really. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/f66011b9-986c-4ed1-b579-35b133d92d6c/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=f66011b9-986c-4ed1-b579-35b133d92d6c" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-8258403052127310909?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8258403052127310909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/nature-vs-nurture.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8258403052127310909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8258403052127310909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/nature-vs-nurture.html' title='Nature Vs. Nurture'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-8754518106627910549</id><published>2008-11-07T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:59:27.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRUMrScQ8UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw53VBjpF-8/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRUMrScQ8UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw53VBjpF-8/s400/IMG_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266129277103960386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the dimness of my cabin and listen to the crash of the ocean outside.  My watch tells me its 8am, but it feels like I slept till 12.  I must be getting used to the lack of electricity, there’s really no reason to stay up when you can’t see anything.  Walking out into the little porch I feel a welcome breeze after the stagnant air inside the cabin.  I look out on what is easily the most beautiful view I’ve ever woken up to.  After about 10 meters of jungle the ground drops away to the beach below, and off in the distance is Isla Burica – vast and untamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRUOIhdyPCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7dIK6CnRTzc/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRUOIhdyPCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7dIK6CnRTzc/s400/IMG_0304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266130878864702498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view is so nice, in fact, I decide to climb into the ideally placed hammock on the porch and enjoy it some more.   After wiggling around for a minute I finally achieve the optimal position and sigh deeply as I put my hands behind my head, ready to do some serious relaxing.  BAM!  Something huge is attached to my face, right over my left eye.  It’s heavy and hard, yet unpleasantly sticky at the same time – I can feel some of its legs caught in my hair.  In a single fluid move that could only be described as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;incredibly manly&lt;/span&gt;; I leap out of the hammock, tear whatever it is off of my face, and let out a childish shriek that wakes Matt up.  I stand on the jungle floor and try to calm myself.  With adrenaline enhanced vision I see the ground seething; and I realize it’s covered with thousands of hermit crabs.  What the hell did I get myself into?  I’m deep deep in the jungle, hours away from anything resembling life as I know it.  Bugs grow BIG here, and they apparently don’t like me.  Once I assure Matt that I am not in fact dead we make our way into the jungle to the kitchen, where our host cooks us pancakes.  I feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-8754518106627910549?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8754518106627910549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wake-up-in-dimness-of-my-cabin-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8754518106627910549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/8754518106627910549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wake-up-in-dimness-of-my-cabin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRUMrScQ8UI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gw53VBjpF-8/s72-c/IMG_0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-690984562892731139</id><published>2008-11-07T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:32:23.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from the Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRT5uBJO-PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDaT34nMk1w/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRT5uBJO-PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDaT34nMk1w/s400/DSC01750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266108433279416562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello again friends.  I have returned from Panama without too much damage, and much to tell.  What follows in this and some other posts are excerpts from my trip, please forgive the fact that I'm not a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just off of Dog Island in San Blas there is an old sunken ship.  The coral has grown over it to the point where it looks like a bizarre alien craft, with large organic structures whose functions remain a mystery.  Was that a radar dish or two ton piece of living rock?  Diving down I notice a wide entrance to a chute that leads straight back up to the surface.  The chute ends a few inches below the surface, so this new area I am in is effectively cut off from the outside.  I float for a while, listening to the deafening crackle of the coral and watching fish dart in and out of the ship below.  The isolation makes me feel like a disembodied observer watching a world untouched by mankind.  At the same time the huge presence of the ship asserts itself, making me aware that this whole little world is shaped by the man-made monstrosity surrounding me.  The cognitive dissonance of these two thoughts is unsettling, and after a time I dive back down to make my escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-690984562892731139?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/690984562892731139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/lessons-from-jungle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/690984562892731139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/690984562892731139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/lessons-from-jungle.html' title='Lessons from the Jungle'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDpAw9ShQcs/SRT5uBJO-PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PDaT34nMk1w/s72-c/DSC01750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-2619264607543139972</id><published>2008-10-16T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:20:47.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PANAMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-click" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/30805622@N00/380006706"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/380006706_7ff60b224e_m.jpg" alt="Rainforest Creek" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="margin: 1em 0pt 0pt; display: block;"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/30805622@N00/380006706"&gt;1981Adam&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well it looks like an epic journey is about to begin.  Myself and three friends from Fairfield have decided to drop everything and head to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=8.96666666667,-79.5333333333&amp;amp;spn=10.0,10.0&amp;amp;q=8.96666666667,-79.5333333333%20%28Panama%29&amp;amp;t=h" title="Panama" rel="geolocation" class="zem_slink"&gt;Panama&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday.  My expectations at this point are pretty vague... beaches, cloud forests, monkeys, horseback riding, surfing.  We'll see if the impromptu vacation is as satisfying as a well planned out one.  My guess is that it'll be even better because we haven't sunk so much time in trying to make it perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of the psychological experiment I read about where they measured people's happiness after eating ice cream.  One group was presented with many flavors of ice cream while the other group was only given 3 different options.  Guess who was happier in the end?  Turns out having too much choice or agency over your situation can cause you to have more regrets when things don't turn out to be super awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be eating these words sometime next week when we're stuck in the middle of a foreign country with nobody who speaks our language and nowhere to sleep, but hopefully we'll make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions for what to do down there?  Warnings? Leave 'em in the comments.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/9dded423-d1e4-4a5f-bc7b-10cbcaa83ad8/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=9dded423-d1e4-4a5f-bc7b-10cbcaa83ad8" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-2619264607543139972?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2619264607543139972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/panama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2619264607543139972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2619264607543139972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/panama.html' title='PANAMA'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/179/380006706_7ff60b224e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-2474322423696359227</id><published>2008-09-22T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:36:19.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web application'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Developer'/><title type='text'>1st webapp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-click" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21669640@N00/409863531"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/409863531_41c20157ce_m.jpg" alt="To-Do List" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="margin: 1em 0pt 0pt; display: block;"&gt;Image by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21669640@N00/409863531"&gt;Jayel Aheram&lt;/a&gt; via Flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As alluded to in my post explaining django, I've decided to cut my teeth on web development with a little program of my own design.  After careful consideration of what to work on, I decided on the incredibly unoriginal idea of creating the ultimate to-do list.  Everyone seems to have their own method for planning out their day - that or they zealously adhere to a system like &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Getting-Things-Done-Stress-Free-Productivity/dp/0142000280%3FSubscriptionId%3D0G81C5DAZ03ZR9WH9X82%26tag%3Dzemanta-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D0142000280" title="Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity" rel="amazon" class="zem_slink"&gt;GTD&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.rememberthemilk.com/" title="Remember The Milk" rel="homepage" class="zem_slink"&gt;RTM&lt;/a&gt;.  This is of course incorrect, as my to do list system is far superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ultimate goal with this application is quite modest - to convert everyone to my way of doing things.  If for some reason this proves to be more difficult than expected, I will pursue the slightly less arrogant aim of creating something that I myself will actually want to use.  Even if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;is a failure I'll still learn a lot, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the topics I'm going to have to really learn in order to build this thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Interacting with a database - storing, retrieving, and updating the lists is pretty basic, but kinda important&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to design the user interface - I'll start with getting the thing working in simple html and then try to pretty it up with css and see where it goes from there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handling users and accounts - possibly even exploring google app engine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And as a final incentive to learn, I've noticed that my dream to-do system is constantly in flux - so in order to keep my web application useful (to me) I'll need to really master everything so I can make changes quickly and easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now here is a rough outline of the features of my dream to-do web application:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tasks fall into major categories that can be user defined (right now for me I have work, job search, and personal).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There should a master list (for each category) that persists between days, and at the beginning of each day you pull several items from this master list to populate your to-do list for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a task is entered the user also estimates the amount of time it will take to completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the to-do list for a day is created, it graphically shows how much total time you're dedicating to each category.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Edit) Make system work so that you only use the site once a day, you're not constantly going to the computer to add tasks and check them off - you print out a sheet once a day with space for adding stuff below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Here are some more features that I'd love to see but aren't quite as pressing (read: very unlikely to ever be implemented)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Certain tasks could be grouped as a series.  The second step in a multi-step task could remain hidden or partially obscured until the first step is completed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quick Task - App could display a timer and use an alarm to get you to focus on completing those really short tasks that end up taking way longer than they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simple way to control how the importance level of specific tasks can change with time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Social website features - i.e. you can look up a vague task (like 'apply to college') and then you could import an actionable series of tasks that someone else has created and shared.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's it for now, I'll keep you updated on my progress (this could take a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and if you've never checked out Scribd.com, it's simply amazing what kind of textbooks and study guides you can find on there for free.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/0b39fc0b-c0a9-4a87-a94f-1a865cb86f3f/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=0b39fc0b-c0a9-4a87-a94f-1a865cb86f3f" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-2474322423696359227?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2474322423696359227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-webapp.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2474322423696359227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/2474322423696359227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-webapp.html' title='1st webapp'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/409863531_41c20157ce_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-243779719482896494</id><published>2008-09-18T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:34:54.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychological Egoism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel Feinberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donation'/><title type='text'>The Charity Fallacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img zemanta-action-click" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Charity_to_Street_Arab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/f4/Charity_to_Street_Arab.jpg/202px-Charity_to_Street_Arab.jpg" alt="Illustration from below book" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="margin: 1em 0pt 0pt; display: block;"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Charity_to_Street_Arab.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I recently reread an old paper I wrote in a philosophy class that has had me in stuck in an infuriating loop thinking about our true motives when we act charitably.  It was a paper examining Joel Feinberg’s essay that criticizes the concept of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_egoism" title="Psychological egoism" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;Psychological Egoism&lt;/a&gt;, which Feinberg defines as the belief that all desires have as their ultimate end self-interest.  So for example, if I donate a ton of money to my local community center and they build a ‘James Raftery Center for Obese Orphans’ the fact that I get a building named after me and the respect of my peers makes my action self interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound silly to you, but this line of thinking actually bothers me when I’m contemplating being charitable.  For example, I decided yesterday that whenever I walked by someone collecting money on the street for the homeless or any other &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charity_%28practice%29" title="Charity (practice)" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;charity&lt;/a&gt; I would give them any spare change I had.  Since I spend about an hour walking to and from Penn Station each day, this would ensure that I never had to carry around coins for very long.  This seemed like a brilliant idea because making a rule like this would cause me to donate more than I normally would, it would keep my pockets nice and light, and it would ease my mind because I could feel like I was being a good person and not even have to think about it anymore!  As far as a utilitarian is concerned, this would be a win all around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the cynical psychological egoist in the back of my mind won’t stop nagging me.  I keep thinking about how I’ll feel good about myself every time I hear “God bless you, sir” when I drop my change in the bucket, or the moral superiority I’ll feel to everyone around me who isn’t donating.  Also, when debating whether or not it was a good rule to adopt, the only way I could evaluate it was by trying to imagine how great of a person someone would think I was if they were told about my rule!  These are definitely not the kinds of generous intentions you’re supposed to have if you’re being charitable… (and that’s not even considering the crazy meta-smugness I’ll no doubt derive from writing a blog post about it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is there any way to be charitable without getting too much self-gratification from it?  Anonymous donation seems to be a good answer – but it doesn’t eliminate the self satisfaction you’d have (even if nobody else knows about it, it’s there) or the tax write-off.  No, what we need is a Psychological Egoist Fund that takes money out of your bank account without you knowing it and donates that to charity.  Naturally, our psychological egoist couldn’t sign himself up for this service, as that would make him feel too good about what he was doing!   The best thing to do would obviously be to have friends or family secretly sign him up for the service somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively, our poor psychological egoist could donate like normal, but feel so guilty about all of the selfish motives that giving was no longer pleasant.  Hopefully that will take all the fun out of donating, which is of course the point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/4be23ad9-e962-4829-b749-f0197e34dea2/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=4be23ad9-e962-4829-b749-f0197e34dea2" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-243779719482896494?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/243779719482896494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/charity-fallacy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/243779719482896494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/243779719482896494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/charity-fallacy.html' title='The Charity Fallacy'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-697424859204497239</id><published>2008-09-17T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:04:53.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet is a Series of Tubes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-01458851461411642 visible" href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/sitewide/video_player/view/default/swf.jhtml"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="videoId=126985" src="http://www.thedailyshow.com/sitewide/video_player/view/default/swf.jhtml" quality="high" bgcolor="#cccccc" name="comedy_central_player" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="external" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="332" height="316"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt if you’re reading this you’re more computer literate than our friend Senator Stevens or John McCain.  But what do you really know about the glorious series of tubes that is the internet?  For the past couple of months I’ve been on a self-education binge, so naturally I was troubled when I realized that I had absolutely no idea how a website works or how people build them.  I must confess though, my interest in learning about web development is not purely academic.  When I have my brilliant idea for a startup I want to be ready for it, and I don’t want to handcuff myself to being just another non-tech guy with an idea for a cool website (not that that doesn’t work for some people).  Anyway, over the past two weeks I’ve devoured the free Django Book in an effort to &lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;understand the &lt;a href="http://www.djangoproject.com/" title="Django (web framework)" rel="homepage" class="zem_slink"&gt;Django framework&lt;/a&gt; for web development.  Consider me your personal plumber, and I’ll remove the porcelain toilet tank cover of the web and point out some of the major features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mikesfreegifs.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mikesfreegifs.com/main4/underconstruction/lazy.gif" align="right" border="0" hspace="10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Websites that are interesting these days are dynamic pages that do way more than displayi&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng static content (Although there is a special place in my heart for a simple html page with an under construction .gif).  The magic behind all of the functionality in modern websites lies in the programming that has gone on behind the scenes.  Django is a framework for web development built on the programming language called &lt;a href="http://www.python.org/" title="Python (programming language)" rel="homepage" class="zem_slink"&gt;Python&lt;/a&gt;, and it consists of three parts: urls, views, and templates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urls are everything that comes after the .com up at the top of your browser.  Django takes this string of characters and figures out what program is supposed to run.  When you make your website, you create a list containing each url you want to exist, and pair it with a program (called a view) to run whenever that url is visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views are the real meat of your website.  This is where you get &lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to manipulate data, make &lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;calculations, and do all the things that make your website interesting.  They get their information from the url that called them and from the information stored in the website’s database (a big file somewhere) and then do whatever it is they’re supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Templates generate what the user sees when they visit a website.  When a view is all done with its calculations, it calls a template and gives it the information for the template to dress up.  The template is just an html document with a bunch of blanks in it that get filled in with the output of the views.  Django takes the answers, fills in the blanks, and then sends the document to the browser to display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You navigate to www.example.com/welcome/', Django sees ‘/welcome/’ and runs the program ‘my_welcome_view’&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;‘my_welcome_view’ looks up what user just logged on and saves the name ‘James’ for later&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The template ‘Welcome to the site {{ name }}’ becomes ‘Welcome to the site James’ and shows up in your browser.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The brilliance of this is probably not clear from my incredibly brief explanation, but the people who made Django set everything up this way for a good reason – to promote the philosophies of ‘loose coupling’ and ‘don’t repeat yourself’.  Each component of the website is separated from the other two as much as possible.  This makes it easy to create the website and keeps you sane when you’re making changes to it later. For example, if you decide to change the url of a particular part of your website, simply change it while smiling to yourself because you know you didn’t screw up the views or templates associated with it.  Similarly, you can change a view or swap out a template without making a mess in other areas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also reduces having to write the same code in different places, since you can write one view that gets used with more than one url or have flexible templates that can be used in many places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final cool thing about working in Django and Python is that they are both designed so that you can iterate your website quickly.  Python doesn’t need to be compiled and there is an interactive interpreter so you can play around and try little pieces of code without any trouble.  Django takes this even further by providing you with a development web server that instantly reflects changes you make to your website.  This means as soon as I add a piece to my site I can switch over to my browser and see what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more check out the fantastic book or drop me a line.  Also stay tuned for my details on the first website I’m going to make in Django.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/091f6347-93d4-4f84-90b9-78f66c48efa4/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=091f6347-93d4-4f84-90b9-78f66c48efa4" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-697424859204497239?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/697424859204497239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/internet-is-series-of-tubes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/697424859204497239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/697424859204497239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/internet-is-series-of-tubes.html' title='The Internet is a Series of Tubes'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414376072584412682.post-1634350729817109831</id><published>2008-09-15T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:53:10.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="zemanta-img" style="margin: 1em; float: right; display: block;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Brain_090407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d4/Brain_090407.jpg/202px-Brain_090407.jpg" alt="The human brain" style="border: medium none ; display: block;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="margin: 1em 0pt 0pt; display: block;"&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Brain_090407.jpg"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt class="pron"&gt;Welcome to my blog everyone.  A quick disclaimer - this blog is NOT about hypomania, which is a symptom of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_disorder" title="Bipolar disorder" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;bipolar disorder&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyclothymia" title="Cyclothymia" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;cyclothymia&lt;/a&gt;!  I have not been diagnosed with either of these serious disorders and do not want to make light of them, so apologies to anyone I offend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pronchars"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt class="pron"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt class="pron"&gt;&lt;span class="pronchars"&gt;Hypomania - \&lt;span class="unicode"&gt;ˌ&lt;/span&gt;hī-pə-&lt;span class="unicode"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;mā-nē-ə, -nyə\ - literally below mania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypomania" title="Hypomania" rel="wikipedia" class="zem_slink"&gt;hypomania&lt;/a&gt; are generally perceived as being energetic, euphoric, overflowing with new ideas, and sometimes highly confident and charismatic, and unlike full-blown mania, they are sufficiently capable of coherent thought and action to participate in everyday activities. A person in the state of hypomania might be immune to fear and doubt and have little &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Social_inhibition" title="Social inhibition"&gt;social inhibition&lt;/a&gt;. They may talk to strangers easily, offer solutions to problems, and find pleasure in small activities. (&lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org" title="Wikipedia" rel="homepage" class="zem_slink"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life I have many interests and obsessions, often jumping from one to another.  These jumps are usually accompanied by a state of mind that seems remarkably like hypomania.  This blog is my attempt to record my wanderings and share them with you.  Perhaps it will create some structure to my random walk, or help me locate kindred spirits and people with the similar obsessions.  Expect to hear a lot about technology, entrepreneurship, and science - with a smattering of politics, finance, and anything else I worth writing about.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/4f163164-6f97-40ef-8070-c98b3647f59d/" title="Zemified by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=4f163164-6f97-40ef-8070-c98b3647f59d" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414376072584412682-1634350729817109831?l=hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1634350729817109831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1634350729817109831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414376072584412682/posts/default/1634350729817109831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hypomaniacscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>James Raftery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03994242787038123238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
