Thursday August 16 2007

Chickens: munted, mutated and coming home to roost.

So what’s been going on? I went to a seminar by that fanciable girl with eight fingers. It was all about artificial intelligence and how it’s better to construct AI computer programs from neurological data than from abstract models of how thinking works. It was pretty good, but my subconscious was a bit preoccupied so I couldn’t think of any smart questions. I’ve been thinking about Schopenhauer’s idea of love, which is pretty amazing - he says that love is an expression of the irrational force of the cosmos as it seeks to perpetuate a fundamentally meaningless and painful human condition. It’s like an evolutionary argument, but more metaphysical.

Another thing that’s happened is that the thesis editing I thought would take until late October is almost done. Whoop! :D This isn’t the last round of editing, but it looks like it will be the second last. My mum’s wondering what to wear to graduation. Oh, it’s brilliant. Framed certificates and foofy hats! Pieces of paper telling you the day you are officially allowed to start calling yourself a doctor! Not dealing with the same old material over and over again! Gainful employment! So many prospects that will no doubt become boring and lame after a few weeks but are exciting to me right now!

OK, calm down. Long way to go yet. Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched… because… they might turn out retarded. And people will laugh. And then you’ll have to have another go at making them. And let’s face it, you can’t even use a common cliche without things going horribly, horribly wrong, can you?

 

9 Comments »

  1. Noice.

    Also, good work on the cliche there.

    Comment by nailpolishblues — Thursday August 16 2007 @ 9:41 pm

  2. Yeah, you have to modify your cliches sometimes. Modify them like those crazy teenagers who modify their cars with outlandish spoilers and spinning rims. Pimp your cliche!

    Comment by Mark — Thursday August 16 2007 @ 10:19 pm

  3. Yay Mark! Sounds like things are going well, and I say enjoy the excitement right now while you can. :)

    Pimp the cliche sounds like it could be a cool board game.

    Comment by Julia — Friday August 17 2007 @ 2:14 am

  4. You sound like Glen. Scary.

    Comment by nailpolishblues — Friday August 17 2007 @ 2:41 am

  5. Huzzah! (throws confetti)

    Sounds like Schopenhauer was either getting a lot of sex or none at all.

    Comment by Tomás Ford — Friday August 17 2007 @ 11:15 am

  6. I am so proud of you. :)

    Does this mean you’ll be returning to Perth in the next 12 months?

    Comment by Ross — Friday August 17 2007 @ 3:31 pm

  7. Julia - A board game! Great idea. You say a cliche and the other person has to personalise it :)

    Shelley - In that he is all about the pimpin’, or in that he is completing as well?

    Tomas - None at all. Like most philosophers really.

    Ross - Thanks. It’s taken for granted I’ll be back soon because there’s a maximum of 12 months money left over.

    Comment by Mark — Friday August 17 2007 @ 5:43 pm

  8. the pimpin’

    Comment by nailpolishblues — Friday August 17 2007 @ 10:44 pm

  9. Glen is pretty pimpin, I’ll give you dat.

    Comment by Mark — Saturday August 18 2007 @ 4:01 pm

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