I'm starting to think that this "difficult problem" we've been "tackling" in the lab is just a "test" to try out my "problem-solving" skills. Is that "crazy" or is that crazy?

I guess it depends on "who" is testing me. MC and CS? The "world"? Physics? Uncertainty? Chaos?... Energy? See, only the first alternative freaks me out (refer to article about how to talk to kids in prev. post), the others - meh - the fact I move is like challenging the laws as they challenge me... or something. Not that being freaked out is necessarily bad (for you all know I'm an intellectual thrill-seeker if there ever was one...but note that my thrill-threshold is pretty low). But you know, somehow the act of making the problem "bigger than I" helps in seeing it as solvable. Like, somehow this makes me disown it and makes me feel less personally reliable for its unsolved state. What is this in the "process" of problem-solving? Identify problem --> disown problem --> dissect prob into digestible chunks --> assign possible resource-resolution (i.e. may involve using resources in novel ways) units to each chunk... --> evaluate...

I guess it's a balance between making relevance (i.e. making it relate to your person) and making sanity (i.e. distancing it from your person)... you've got to care enough to solve it, but not care so much that you're blaming yourself in weird twisted thoughts at night. Not that I am about this problem, but I am about another.

In other notes, I'm trying to come up with a tongue-in-cheek "theory" encapsulating life/death, learning and technology for a friend, but it ain't working out so far. Grr at derivatives and step-functions. I almost had a "perfect" story, but the last wrinkle just won't iron out.... actually, I just worked out how to get around that. But unfortunately I don't know how to make it (it'd be like an interactive java thing). GAH!!!! STUPID! So now what do I do?

Back to essay....

I hate referencing. It makes me blow chunks. That's right. Disgusting analogies. You know it's late... argh I just WANT IT DONE!!!

OK fine, I want it done goodly. No, super-goodly. Whatever man, details.... actually, it's details that are annoying. Near field physics? Goos-Hanchen shift? Maxwell solutions at dielectric surfaces? Man, you might as well be speaking German. Oh wait, some of that IS German. Hanchen means chicken. Isn't that funny?? I find it funny. I hereby rename the Goos-Hanchen shift the Quack shift. Chicken + Geese = poultry = ducks = quack = nut job = something I don't understand. Hey - my blog, my logic. =P

You know what's weird? The things I think most about - like the lab, biology, science, academia, politics, relationships, the flat, the family, human nature, nature, laws governing everything, functions, constants, happy things, sad things, made-up scenarios... .... well, just so much of it doesn't end up here... What even is here?! Who knows. Google and Technorati, apparently.

OMG Blogger is generating such retarded HTML... "make it work" already! (We love you Tim Gunn).