All the definitions!

The endocrine system explanation was pretty good.  On the pituitary gland, I find that Oxycontin being released from its rather core location in the brain rather interesting from I guess a poetic standpoint.  It sort of suggests this whole love thing is a rather core part of humans.  Pretty in a way.

The scare thing still got me the 2nd time damnit lol.

This will be a bit of a short one.  A lot of talk about coffee and pizza.  I like both, but only have coffee regularly.  I wonder sometimes if I should drink less of it.  Seems like my BP is fine though.  Soooo I dunno.  Welcome to pointlessville.

Discussing https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vo4pMVb0R6M&index=1&list=PL8dPuuaLjXtOPRKzVLY0jJY-uHOH9KVU6

The first one is primarily introduction stuff.  I think I’ll talk about the little intro music piece since it repeats through all 40 videos.  I still haven’t figured out what DFTBA is.  I suppose I could google it (not goggle it).  Now I’ve googled it, and going by the first link it stands for “Don’t Forget To Be Awesome”.

Ahh internet acronyms, how I both love and hate thee.  Shorthands are useful but they kinda get out of hand.  In my career, acronyms are particularly common.  There really needs to be an easier method to figure out acronyms.  I get that little twitch every time I read some article that just loads on the acronyms like cheese on a pizza with no consideration for prior knowledge on the readers’ part.  Googling is becoming less and less useful over time due to over-saturation of well, everything.  I’m digressing…again…

There is a bit there defining the “soma” as “the cell body of a neuron that houses the nucleus” (paraphrasing).  If I recall correctly, the book “Brave New World” by Aldous Huxley, had a drug called soma didn’t it?  I wonder if there was any relation?  That book was written in 1931 according to the wiki (Somewhere, a college professor had just had that “disturbance in the force” feeling for my referencing a Wiki article) so I doubt they are…but I could be wrong.  I don’t know when that classification was made.  In fact, I don’t know when most words became a thing…I just accept them as they are.

Ok that’s enough for today.

I finally finished watching through the youtube crashcourse series on Psychology.  I found it super interesting.  I think if I had been more dedicated and/or was more interested in just learning (or rather found it to be less of a social faux pas, thanks to the culture I grew up in), I may very well have majored in Psychology or even Anthropology.  In order to practice writing more, which was one of my original motivations for this blog, I think I will write down my thoughts on each video.  I won’t put it on youtube or facebook since it’ll just be drowned out in other voices and ultimately no one will ever actually read them aside from a few dedicated trolls.  Heh, they may very well never get read here (although I see I had a whole 4 visitors up to this date, woo!).  Lets get it oooooon.  Oh here’s the playlist link, and Hank is kinda awesome at presenting this stuff…wish I had met more teachers (or presenters I suppose?) like this (or that more of them existed in the school system period):

Holy crap ice cream trucks still exist?

Hello me, or random internet citizen/lurker/STALKER!.

I’ve decided to start a wordpress blog to better appreciate my own life experiences.  I wanted to do this through a more or less anonymous medium (or at least one not attached to my primary identity, nothing is truly private, and obviously not on a blog).   I’m sure some internet sleuth (SLEUTHMASTER!  Thanks RE2: Revelations…) will figure me out when some time in the future I say something that upsets that emotionally unstable part of the internet (ever feel like the internet is really a teenager in disguise?).  I use () a lot too by the way,  so get used to it.  Damn stream of consciousness.

What sparked me to start blogging again?   A few things.  I used to do a fair number of posts on FB,  but ever since starting this whole living with another person that I’m not related to, I’ve found myself greatly filtering what I say…if I say anything at all.   A great long time friend of mine did note how quiet my FB feed got after my SO moved in with me.  I still post stuff now and then but rarely any of the mental unloading I used to do on that general feed.

I think the most recent catalyst to really push this forward though was my observation of a certain public transportation escalator incident.  Out of context I found it amusing that a shut down escalator could bring down an entire station and decided to comment.  I know now the real reason for that, because that particular set is very long and breaks some code when they become stairs.  That aside, most folks found it amusing (Mitchberg was a great comedian, hope I got the name right).  But one did not, based on the whole handicap issue.  I did my bit to give a better context and how I understood that possibility but I didn’t understand why that applied in this case since for every other outage it would just be a PA announcement, and reroute for those it actually impacts.  Not even a “like”, so I’m reading that as a “I ticked someone off” that I’d rather not get on the bad side of.

After that, it occurred to me that I was starting to have to apologize for just saying what I was thinking.  It seemed like suddenly I wasn’t allowed to enjoy those little moments of silliness in life without injecting all those ifs, ands, buts, exceptions, exclusions…basically having to be more and more politically correct.  I’m not bad at being PC on account of the work I do, but that is when I’m in work mode.

For writing to have any use to myself, I can’t really filter what I feel.  FB and most social media sites are NOT the place for unfiltered thoughts.  Sad but true.  Far as I’m concerned its just a place to keep up (loosely) with friends and family.  But you still watch what you say.

Journaling (and that is what I’m using this site for) is more about documenting my experiences as I live it.  Hopefully I can save a copy of this blog (ideally automated) so that say I ever have a kid, I can pass this off to him/her after I die (unless I get uploaded into the internet or some robot…which I would very much like to do…maybe that’ll exist before I die, and I don’t have to be a trillionaire to do it).  It won’t be so much for knowing who I am, but more so to understand a (or “the” if you want to feel fancy) human experience on a more intimate level.  Intimate as printed text on a screen gets (Not to discount that experience seriously, I’ve definitely touched and been touched by quite a few words on the screen in my life time).

Hopefully I stay mostly anonymous here.  That or at least keep this identity separate from my other one.  In that scenario I won’t mind as much if the world reads these ramblings.  I still need to look into how to privatize posts but I’ll figure that out later.  I started to research the various blogs…and after realizing there are a near infinite amount, I realized I was entering that “paralysis by analysis” territory.  So I said fuck it, picked the popular one and went on with it.  That is one problem with the Internet, and really people in general.  Too many choices.  Paradox of Choice as it were.  Look up what it means.

I should mention I digress a lot too.

So lets end this for now on the passage from one of my favorite books that reminded me on the importance of writing.  That book is “Endymion”.

“”How do I know what I think until I see what I say?” wrote some pre-Hegira writer. Precisely. I must see these things in order to know what to think of them. I must see the events turned to ink and the emotions in print to believe that they actually occurred and touched me.”

These are words.  Yummy delicious magical words.