Yikes
Been a while since i posted here. I suppose that is the norm for most blogs though... to eventually be forgotten, and left to rot in the eternal garbage bin that is the internet. But today, the bin is neither half full, nor half empty. It's just floating somewhere, in space. Near a bike some guy abandoned, when he realised it required gravity to function properly.
A real post soon. I promise.
Tangents
Someone said that one should never begin writing about a subject by quoting it's definition from the dictionary.
Except, a dictionary. Any dictionary which begins with a self referential quote, in any capacity, is right on in my book (though i don't know which book 'my book' is exactly). Particularly if that word were "dictionary", in which case it would be informative in a strange (and dare i say, recursive) way. Crazy. I imagine it might be sound something like this:
In here, words do lie
this is a dictionary
meanings herein explained
...were it written in haiku.
Or, more boldly, in palindromic haiku:
Eye level for pi,
madam lives, as evil mad.
am i prof Leveleye?
...which bears little to know relation to an understandable definition of a dictionary (though if you think hard enough, you may transcend the words and understand its meaning). Though this for certain would enrage a few idiotic sequential dictionary readers, and a few conservatives who would prefer that the dictionary retain its original obvious ephemeral non-transcendental unobserved unpoetic factual meaning.
fortunately for me, my tangent does not extend to infinity. Also fortunate, i did not quote the title of this article at the beginning. I am so very cool for managing to exercise such restraint in this garble of letters and spaces. I haven't spoken much about tangents... and yet, I had considered writing a musical version of this post... but i did lack moxie. The point has been hopefully gotten across, except that the point was not even 1 dimensional, in that, it did not exist, as far as i am aware. Such is with all of these posts i write.
Spelling/Grammar Disclaimer: Not all the words/phrases in this post were verified for grammatical acceptability... i may be break the English language in this or other posts. You have been warned. Oh, and moxie is a real word.
Programming Uncertainty
Well, not literally. That'd be kinda tricky. My uncertainty is in what language to use for a chess playing program prototype. I was working with Haskell, then Java, then c++, although somehow my first attempt to write the classic "hello world" program caused my IDE to crash, and I lost confidence in my c++ abilities shortly after. For now, its back to java... i think. Oh the indecision, so many languages, so much uncertainty. And If I give up on Java again? Well, then i'll probably try writing it in... French.
I have nothing to write
Well, that's not entirely true. I have many things to write, but have difficulty expressing them in a clear, concise and interesting manner. If I write something, it should be of a caliber that would impress me, when in the not-to-distant-but-not-to-close future, I flick through my archives to see what I was like back in December 2004.
That said, here is a brief taste of something I would have written, had the artistic segment of my mind not been clouded like a breath of fresh carbon monoxide.
How can my game of chess retain its innate elegance when some of the pieces are precariously balancing on their heads?
It had become apparent to myself, and avid amateur chess player, that it is possible (in theory) to have up to 9 queens on the board, and I was going to write a little piece on the aesthetic angst of it all. But why do that, when I can write about not writing it. Ah lovely.
In other news, I suspect that sometime soon, I shall have to write something with multiple negatives, because multiple positives.... Really just aren't as cool. Though they remind me of recursion for some reason.
P.S, appologies for the abaundance of commas. It will likely happen again.
