Are You Scared?

Two of the best contents on Google’s personalized homepage are “Word of the Day” and “Quote of the Day”. These seemingly insignificant yet fun and useful features are exactly the things that shows the unique “coolness” of Google. (I consider anything presented by the page as part of Google’s features. Even though the contents themselves are mostly third party modules, but Google is the one making them available in a collaborative and useful manner. You don’t see such fun things on the jaded looking pages of Yahoo or MSN, do you?)

Here is today’s quote:

“My definition of an expert in any field is a person who knows enough about what’s really going on to be scared.” — PJ Plauger

SO TRUE.

Then I take a look at who this PJ Plauger is…And why am I not surprised? A computer scientist.

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I’m the Coolest Bear Ever

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WOW at 60

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Now only if we had a guide like this for the real thing: “Human Life AT ADULTHOOD”.

From birth to college, we (at least our parents) always knew exactly what the next expected goal in life is. Following through the string of goals leads to the ultimate reward, a college degree. It is a path everyone treads on. Though some digress from the path for various reasons, it is always there, ready for them to come back to, because this is the commonly accepted way, the most legitimate way of life as a newbie in the world.

Similarly in WOW, there is a well-planned road of quests to complete, one set of quests leads you to a higher-leveled region with more difficult quests, and completing these quests naturally brings you to level 60 sooner or later.

But after reaching level 60, aka adulthood, it’s a whole new world. There is no longer a single objective to strive for. Do whatever you decide to do, and take sole responsibility for the consequences, whatever they may be. This scares people, because they naturally like to follow a guide, some sort of established safe route that brings about security and fulfillment. Having too many choices, and more importantly, having to deal with the end results of those choices, make them uneasy and frustrated.

To think about it, this is also why some of us play games in the first place. Entering a world with a clear set of rules, in which everywhere you turn there is someone giving you specific instructions on what to do next as well as the assurance that there will be rewards at the end, temporarily relieves the anxiety and voidness that each of us feel at some point in life.

So level 60 presents a problem. The freedom of will it offers is just too nostalgic of the place we are trying to run away from. I am only at level 30 and already constantly wondering what my outlook would be at 60. Well, no more wondering. Whoever posted this guide just reassured me a single-minded, brainless, thus worry-free life in the WOW.

Definition

I accidentally found out that “bombie” is actually a real word:

bombie

noun : an unexploded bomblet; “unexploded bomblets known in Laos as `bombies’ caused farmers to fear cultivating their fields”

And if you don’t know what a bomblet is:

bomb·let

noun: one of a number of small bombs usually contained in a cluster bomb and released in midair.

And at this point if you can’t guess what a cluster bomb is, then you must be very lucky. Simple minded people incapable of complex thinking always end up being happier than us endlessly brooding misanthropes.

Anyways, what’s important is that I made up a word that ended up having the exact connotation as what I originally intended (nevermind the Laos part).

A bomblet’s whole purpose of existence is to explode. So an unexploded bomblet must be the most bored and depressed little thing in the world. On the other hand, it carries all the mechanisms necessary for creating disaster. It seeks to vent. It looks benign and silent, but lethal if invoked.

But relax, currently this bombie is meditating in deep sea. The endless volume of sea has sedated it, and it is actually enjoying the view of the waterworld. Venting is merely blowing some bubbles at this point. Ooo…Ooo…….

Philosophy

Heard two colleagues arguing over two “ism”s, each taking on a side trying to explain some phenomenon in life, exactly what phenomenon I forgot. What I did remembered is what they said about the two people that started those “ism”s — they called them philosophers with reverence.

To me, if someone calls himself a philosopher and makes a living out of it, then he is simply a lazy bum who is not diligent enough to maintain any real job, and thus resorting to BS professionally. I mean, who on earth doesn’t have his own thoughts about life? What kind of person would be so narcissistic as to dedicate his whole life trying to convince people about some ideas that whimsically occurred to him?

When I expressed my doubt to my colleagues, they patiently pointed out to me the difference between someone having some thoughts and someone who can be called a philosopher — the latter not only claim their thoughts, but more importantly, create a system of thoughts based on that and publish books on them.

But that is even worse than claiming random thoughts as they occur! To spend time formulating a thought system and making all the points defending it means one must unconditionally stand by such thoughts throughout their BS career. For coming up with contrary thoughts later would basically lead to self-destruction, defeating the thought system they meticulously built up before. Having different thoughts also downgrade the person from the aura-surrounded philosopher to a common person with random thoughts and nothing more. 阅读更多 »

Little Tricks

I.

Given: x, n where n is a power of 2, mask = ~(n – 1)

x & mask = the greatest multiple of n that is less or equal to x

(x + (n – 1)) & mask = the smallest multiple of n that is greater or equal to x

II.

x & (x – 1) clears x’s rightmost 1 to 0 in binary

依旧盘旋于大地

时光
不敢相信
冬季会永远静止于
陌生之手
回忆
梦中冰冷的键盘
还在敲打着
阳光和黑夜
敲打出虔诚的呼唤
只想挽留匆匆的脚步back
道一声珍重

时空
踏过间隔的海洋
你说你已经把年轻的微笑
留给了生命之幻
你能够听见
青春拍打浪潮
会与永恒澎湃于星夜
只留下熟悉的身影
还飘扬在风里
而你的声音
依旧盘旋于大地

– HWY

春天呢

昨天早晨醒来,屋顶滴溚声不断。爬起看窗外,雨正下得不急不慢,是那种可以坐在窗前呷咖啡欣赏的所谓"情调雨"。穿上冬衣出门,感觉雨水并不冷,没 有缩起脖子往车门冲刺的必要。一直以来不是下大雪就是混着雪的冰雨,好久没有看到如此亲切的细雨了,由此产生了强烈的感觉,春天终于来了!

去公司路上兴高采烈,自觉一向对换季是麻木和后知后觉的,今竟能从一场雨看出春天的到来,而且是如此的确信无疑,真是长进了,智慧了,甚至可以预见不久的以后自己成一智者,一法眼勘穿天下事的景象。。。不禁感叹,这场雨下得真是好哪!

上了几小时班之后,这场"春雨"却带来了这个冬天最急最猛的一场暴风雪。春天和我新生的智慧一并了无踪影。

望月怀远

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海上生明月,天涯共此时。
情人怨遥夜,竟夕起相思。
灭烛怜光满,披衣觉露滋。
不堪盈手赠,还寝梦佳期。

— 张九龄

她的歌

想起他
还在等他说的那句话
忽然发现青春有白发
等待像微笑蒙那丽莎
看着他
像开在悬崖边那朵花
回忆在一步之间挣扎
爱情让人忘了害怕
不知吹到何年何月那阵风
不知忍到何年何月那种痛
在我眼中
春夏秋冬在那一刻已变成了永恒
荒芜的心不要别人懂
他是我不想醒来的梦

taozhe

喜欢这首歌的意境,揪心的绝望和执着…

月下

微微的凉风吹拂了衣裙,
淡淡的黄月洒满了一身。
星样的远远的灯成行排对,
灯样的小小的星无声长坠。

– 沈从文

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