Monday, August 8, 2016

The Late Post on the Museum

Saturday, almost a week ago, I had a really great day at the museum. I then promptly forgot to blog about it for six days straight. I don't know why, but I've become kinda reluctant to do this. I don't like writing as much as I used to.
This is not what the Hall of Life looks like.
This is what it feels like.

When the day started, I didn't really want to go to the museum, because it was early, and I hadn't slept well, and I just kinda wanted to stay at home. But, I went anyways, because I'm like that. I don't remember much of the ride, or signing in, or the first hour of work, really. It was a slow day, and there were only like three families in the entire health exhibit. I do remember that one little boy asked me if the Perplexus was the museum. Presumably, he had just exited the topsy-turvy animal rooms. I informed him that it was not the museum.

Visitations didn't pick up until a group of kids with matching shirts came in. Well, I say "kids," but they were about my age. They were part of some sorta summer school thing, and they had a packet to fill out. It was through their questions, and my lack of answers, that I ascertained an important truth: even after ten years, I still didn't know all of the stuff in Expedition Health. Now, to be fair, part of the problem was that someone had removed the blood pressure station, and nobody had told me about it. But, still, I feel like I could have been more helpful.

So, with this new realization, what did I do? Did I resolve to better myself? To spend the next few weeks learning the ins and outs of Expedition Health, to the point where I could effortlessly answer any questions asked? No. Instead, I gave up. I decided that, if I had really stopped learning new things from Expedition Health, I should move on to new things. Like, for example, Prehistoric Journey. More commonly known as "the dinosaur exhibit," Prehistoric Journey is a tour from the beginning of the earth until now, focusing on the creatures that once lived there. That's where I decided to transfer to.

Eventually, the group left. Thirteen (or maybe fourteen) of them had me sign their packet, to prove that they had watched the little movie. That leaves eight (or seven) people who didn't have their books signed. I wish them the best.

Anyways, after they left, things started to pick up. I met all sorts of people, but one in particular stood out: a boy with a little cowboy hat, upon which were pinned three proud Junior Ranger badges. As a man who also has a hat adorned with flashy national park symbols, I was incredibly... something at seeing the kid like that. The feeling I had was part pride that my idea had caught on, part respect for the kid's adventures, part excitement at the adventures he had yet to have, part disappointment that I could not show him my corresponding hat, and part the feeling you get when a little kid does something awesome. There should be a word for that.

After our shift ended, my dad and I ate lunch, and then we went to check out the new temporary robot exhibit. It was really cool. There were all sorts of things to try out, and even robots to pilot. One robot that particularly confused me was a tic-tac-toe playing robot who could actually lose. That shouldn't be able to happen. Tic-tac-toe is a solved game. There are literally still images which will never lose at tic-tac-toe. I was then informed by a sign that the robot was just learning to play, presumably restarting every day.

Then, something even more amazing happened. The robot cheated. It essentially did what it did in this gif, placing it's X on top of someone's O. That is both amazing and terrifying. We gave it a challenge, asked it to learn, and it decided that the best way ti succeed was to not follow our rules. This id how the world will end.

On that cheery note, I think I'll stop now. Not much interesting happened for the rest of the evening. Nothing noteworthy, anyways. Also, it's 11:33, and I need to sleep. That's right, the "late" in the title has two meanings. Yes, I am very clever. Thank you. I'll sleep now.

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Leaves

My dad and I were outside cutting branches for compost and we made a bunch of leaf-based movies. And by movies I mean movie titles. Here they are.
Leaves: The First Movie
Leaves 2: This Time It’s Personal
Leaves 3: Back For Seconds
Leaves 4: Ever After (They Just Won’t Leave)
Leaves 5: Back For Seconds... Again! (or, alternatively, Leaves 5: Back 5 Seconds)
Leaves 6: Pick Up Sticks
Leaves 7: Renegade (A Sticky Situation)
Leaves ∞: Forever After (It’s Like An Eight On Its Side)
Leaves 9: The Cat Leaves Nine Times
Leaves X: The Final Frontier
Leaves Y: Why Are We Still Making These?
Leaves Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War
Leaves 11: Back On Track
Leaves 12: Literally Just Leaves 1 And 2 Cut Together
Leaves 13: The Hungry Trees
Leaves 14: The End Is Near
We never got to Leaves 15.

Friday, June 3, 2016

Blink

So, I swore on the soul of the Onion Knight that I would right something today. Here I am. I would never tarnish his reputation.

I finished watching Dan Sucks at Dark Souls today. I liked it. Dark Souls is most certainly my favorite game I've never played.

I've been thinking about death lately (or have I been thinking of death? I'm not sure) because of reasons. By now I'm kinda fine with it, which is slightly worrying.

So death happens. What it means is that we stop working. Everything dies eventually, and there is nothing we can do about it.

Part of why I've been thinking about it is that there's a little night light that I've had since fourth grade which I think is about to die.

Really, it's impressive that it's lasted this long. Kinda. An LED light lasts about six years until it is at about 70% brightness, according to the internet.

Actually, the more I poke around, the less concerned I am. Apparently, LEDs don't flicker, so the little blinks it does are probably due to a bad connection with the base.

And, of course, there is a chance that I'm just actually blinking. Sometimes I blink and don't notice. You probably do so, too.

Well, I think this is enough. The Onion Knight would be proud. I'm going to rewatch the first episode, and then go to sleep.

Also, my birthday party is tomorrow. So that's fun.

Monday, May 2, 2016

Numbers to ponder

Here are some numbers I have been looking at. They are very large. If you can figure out what they're supposed to mean, then kudos to you. I'll put up the full story, minus context, after finals are over. So in like a month. In the meantime, here are the numbers.
8^8 = 16777216
8^16 = 2.8147498*10^14
8! = 4032
8!^3 = 6.5548321*10^13
24*21*18*15*12*9*6*3 = 264539520 = 8!*3^8
24*21*18*15*12*9*6*3)^2 = 6.9981158*10^16
on another note
8^8*12^12 = 1.4958734*10^20
8^8*24^24*24^24 = 7.1922132*10^67
and, in conclusion,
(8!*3^8)(12!*2^12) = 5.1902404*10^20
(8!*3^8)(24!*2^24)(24!) = 1.7085268*10^63

News from the Council

The council voted 4-2 in favor of volunteering during 8th period next year. This surprised me. Now I have to do it, regardless of my personal preference. Accursed democracy.

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Dream template

It's the future
I have a dream journal
It's just little notes
They get longer later on
This is the template
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So, a while ago I decided it was the future, and I feel like that means I should start doing stuff. First off, I am going to officially plot the story that has been in my head for like two years now. But also, I'm going to start writing down my dreams.

See, I've had a dream journal for a while, now. Since grade school, I think. I just jot down little notes when I wake up, if I think the dream was cool. I have a lot of dreams accumulated now. The documents of dreams, in order, are as follows: jetpack level, Escaping a castle, I had a cool dream so, and On a boat. They are all named after their first line (because they were originally iPhone notes) and have 43, 35, 42, and 19 pages, with a total of 139 pages worth of dreams. The last one was, I suppose, cut off short.Also, at the beginning, I only have a few lines, but later they get really wordy, because I just remember more stuff and I know how to write about it.

This post serves as a template for the dream writing that I'm planning to do. Essentially, I just rewrite the dreams to be a narrative. I'll fill in the details as faithfully as I can, but you know how memory is.
...
This is the last part of three sections. Here, I say which parts of the above dream are from memory, and which I made up for story reasons. In this case, I already know everything, so this section isn't exactly a huge thing. It probably never will be, especially as I write more details in the later dreams.

Eventually, I might put the actual content first, when the journal part gets too long. Or maybe just have a link and tell people to find it for themselves if they're interested. Yeah, that one's probably smarter.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Mystery Solved

Thursday last my friends and I have solved the mystery about which to you I have not told. Long story short, Mr. Arehart has been calling me Carlos this entire time because one of my last names is Gomez, and he has a student named Carlos whose mother's last name was Gomez. The end.

And lo, you did not know about this beforehand. The mystery was solved before you even knew about it. I'm that good.