Saturday, February 28, 2009

Partial sunshine of the spot-filled mind



One of my favorite movies of all time is Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet's Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

Basic plot:
A couple undergo a procedure to erase each other from their memories when their relationship turns sour, but it is only through the process of loss that they discover what they had to begin with.
Awesome tagline:
I already forget how I used to feel about you.
So anyway, giving credence to the idea that there really is a pill for everything, it appears that scientists in the UK have developed a pill that promises to selectively erase painful memories. Woah, talk about redefining the human condition. As one medical ethics lecturer in London put it: "Removing bad memories is not like removing a wart or a mole. It will change our personal identity since who we are is linked to our memories."

Everyone has their personal traumas and demons. I know I have mine, and I've never met a person who didn't suffer from some dark memory. But I don't think I could give them up. I wouldn't say that personal identity is "linked to our memories". I would say that they are entirely comprised of our memories. Any sort of present awareness is transitory, slipping into the past in less than nanoseconds. The only thing that connects these isolated moments to a personal identity, a sense of self, is memory.

The question, instead, is whether bad memories have good value. That's a really tough call. Imagine, really, an eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. I mean, it's called the human "condition" for a reason. It's nearly impossible to even think about a complete bliss. The best we could even consider, if we're being honest about it, is a near-bliss. I think we need our bad memories in some way to be human.

Maybe a partial sunshine of the spot-filled mind is spot on, and being half-miserable is being full-human.

(See also Memento, where a man suffering from short-term memory loss has to rely on tattooing important things on his body to cling to a sense of self.)

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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

X-Files 3 is a definite maybe

I know everyone out there who saw the X-Files: I Want to Believe and wasn't impressed will roll their eyes, but I don't care. With 2012 looming on the horizon, and the show's mythology targeting that date for an end-of-the-world alien colonization, it's just enough to keep hope alive in the franchise despite lackluster box office earnings for the second movie last summer.

Frank Spotnitz (X-Files Producer) responded to the XF3 possibility question at a book signing on Feb. 21, 2009 by saying "I will be very surprised if there isn't another X-Files movie before 2012." [view video of the response]

Yay!

The second movie didn't completely bomb, and it did turn a profit. Plus, a lot of fans said that they were disappointed that it wasn't an epic alien flick like this possible third one promises to be. Blah, blah, blah, I don't care. Just put Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny in it, stamp a big X across the movie poster, and at least one fan, I, will watch it no matter what.

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Saturday, February 14, 2009

Ice storm '09 pics

[Finally got around to posting pics of the ice storm... what, almost a month later? : ) ]

So there was snow and ice, and before it could melt off there was more snow and ice. It wasn't that much -- I think we only got three to five inches total around here -- but the weight of it all accumulated on the smaller twigs at the end of limbs and around 1:30 in the morning on Jan. 28th we heard a few big breaks and the power went off. The power stayed off for seven days, and we had record low temperatures in those seven days. And it was cold.



This is what I woke to in my front yard on Wednesday. We have two beautiful flower producing trees out front and now they just look sad. This picture doesn't do it justice. You couldn't walk anywhere without having to step over branches. See that big clump by the front door? That wasn't there when Tracie walked out the first time. She stepped outside on the front porch, came back in, said it was bad, then BOOM! and the whole front porch was covered. She missed it coming down on her head by five seconds, at most.



The dog loved it, though.



Everything was covered in snow and ice. This is our back deck. As you can see, most of our yard is covered in trees. We thought it was charming. Don't tell the neighbors, but I think it was the trees in our yard that knocked all the power out in the neighborhood. Oops.



It was cold. I'm not that chubby. That's five layers of clothes. We spent most of the time under a mountain of clothes and blankets, but I get antsy if I'm idle too long, something about the amount of coffee I drink.



Exactly one day was halfway decent. The temperature got up to the upper '50s, so we spent the day out on the deck soaking up the sun, just relaxing. This actually made the whole experience worthwhile. I have a pretty busy life and forget to take the time every now and then to just... relax. When forced into that situation, it doesn't escape my notice that it's different, and special. I grilled up some of the meat from the freezer before it went bad and just enjoyed nature for a few hours, at a time when any sane person would be bemoaning it. The sun really does replenish the soul.



See? That's a Jeremy squinting in the sun, but at peace with everything.



The dog loved it.



And even the cats were happy for awhile (of course the particular cat pictured here is the most spoiled cat in the entire world anyway).

Most of the days weren't this nice, though, and it was a bit of a struggle. It's not like I'm a landscaper who makes his money off grinding falling limbs. I'm a techie who sorta needs power to get things done. So I spend a lot of time running around borrowing wi-fi connections from coffee shops, the parking lots of hotels, and the library.

Now that's actually interesting, and worthy of comment. I was an early adopter of wi-fi and bought one of the first laptops to come equipped with a wi-fi antenna. I set up my house with a wireless router, had fun moving from room to room without breaking connection, and loved the freedom it gave to work anywhere around the house. The first day I got it, I went wardriving, looking for open connections around the neighborhood. Eventually, though, it lost its novelty and I stopped carrying my laptop with me everywhere I go. When I'm out, the last thing I want to do is work, so I don't spend much time surfing the web when I'm away from the home or office. I'm probably one of the few who don't bother getting a data package for his mobile phone. I don't really need it.

So anyway, forced to rely on wi-fi after the ice storm, rather than recreationally wardriving out of curiosity, I'm amazed at how far the adoption has come in just a few years. I mean, it used to be that you had to creepily park out in front of people's homes or offices, or maybe hop a few fences to get a decent connection. Nowadays we're permeated with Internet signals. They're everywhere. If you can't find a public, open, and free connection today, you really are off the map. I guess it's always been that invisible radio signals were passing through us carrying the voices of talk show hosts and Elvis, but it's weird to think that spam, porn, and this guy are now out there microwaving the cells in our brain. *shivers*

Back to the ice storm...

We shouldn't bitch. Across the state of Kentucky, at least a half a million homes were without power and the storm is blamed for at least 36 deaths. We had some resources at our disposal, and I was like a friggin' Boy Scout as a kid and went camping all the time in winter, so we didn't do too bad.

Every day the news was talking about how many houses had their power turned back on that day. It was a lot, but I knew we were towards the bottom of the list. Towards the end, you could sort of guess when they would have yours back on (there weren't many left). When we figured there was only a day or two without power left, we sprung for a hotel room with a hot tub in it.



Why the hot tub in the room? Well, 'cause that's how we roll.

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After the power came back on, things pretty much went back to normal, but we had a lot more debris in our yard than most of my neighbors. I didn't want to waste the opportunity, so last weekend we had a big bonfire, a couple of beers, and some marshmallows to toast it all.



My dad came down for our little party. He's drunk.



It was fun. I guess I could of dragged all this stuff out to the side of the road and someone would have picked it up eventually, but what better way to celebrate ice than with fire?

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A pirate's life for me... definitely.



So what do you do when you're the most infamous repository of file sharing links on the web, and someone finally drags you into a Swedish court? Well, if you're PirateBay.org, not only do you bring your entourage of Harvard Law students and a "media juggernaut of bloggers, Twitterers, and press", you cart them all from Belgrade to Stockholm in this totally awesome bus called S23K. Then you promise to broadcast the entire spectacle via Twitter feeds (#spectrial), IRC channels, blogs, and you throw in a live audio feed of the entire trial to boot. And then, in the middle of it all, you throw a HUGE party paid for with donated cash!

Napster punked out, totally.

So as a programmer who enjoys his own rights to his own intellectual property, I don't know where I stand on their swap everything service, but I do like their anti-establishment style. With all their crew of personal press, they don't miss the opportunity to thumb their nose at the traditional press, saying, "[we] do not speak with assholes".

Full story

We're rascals, scoundrels, villans, and knaves,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.

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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Kerouac quotes that come to mind...

"A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world." - Jack Kerouac

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" - Jack Kerouac

"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion." - Jack Kerouac

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