Randomly Intermittent Thoughts

I have come to the realization that I must be addicted to information. If I am not actively involved in something like work, gaming, or watching TV, I have to be reading. It doesn’t matter what.

I could be reading an article about Paris Hilton’s latest escapades in the night life of LA. I could be reading an article about the coming processor war between AMD and Intel, and how they are competing for my hard earned cash. I could be reading a book about quantum physics and how the universe is really just a huge quantum computer.

I am not a big Mac fan, yet I read technical articles on its inner workings. Why do I do this? It doesn’t help me with my day to day job. I don’t have a Mac to tweak.

I read quantum physics books because I think it is cool to say, “I read a quantum physics book last week” (also I like the weirdness that is the submicroscopic realm).

Can the human mind process all this data into anything relevant? After all these articles are read, do I gain anything? Do I actually extract information?

I have actually caught my self feeling somewhat at a loss, when I go to my custom Google homepage and notice that I have read all the articles currently there. I am like “what do I do now?” Where do I find more stuff to read to fill this urge?

Why do I fill my brain with all this stuff? Can the brain actually fill up? Am I actually discarding things? Should I remember something that is now replaced by the latest antics of Tom Cruise? I hope I haven’t lost anything important.

I am addicted to information…

Admitting it is half the battle, right?

I was watching a TV show the other day. A girl was about to have her 13th birthday. This seems reasonable for a TV show to have.

The thing that caught my attention was the girl asked for a progression of things:

Girl: Can I get a cell phone?
Parents: No.

Parents: Ok, you’ll get your own email account, but we’ll have the password and can check on any emails sent/received/deleted.
Girl (all giddy and overflowing with delight): Yay, this is the best birthday ever.

My question is: When did getting an email change into a Rite of Passage for young girls and/or boys. I can understand the parents wanting full access, but why is the girl giddy?

What happened to cars (or just even driving) being the main Rite of Passage?

I once had a thought (yes it does happen). I don’t know if I read the concept somewhere or if I actually thought it up originally.

It seems we have had a total swapping of signals since the Victorian Era. In the Victorian Era both men and women wanted to be pale. If you were tanned, that meant you spent all your time outside. In this era outside meant hard work in the fields and whatnot.

Nowadays, if you are pale it means that you are hard at work inside an office, factory, etc. If you are tanned, it means you are sitting around outside doing nothing at the beach, pool, etc.

I don’t want to take away from our farmers, construction workers, and produce pickers. These are important jobs. They still get tan from hard work outside. I was talking about the rich folk, who do nothing all day (*cough*P. Hilton*cough*).

First off, No, this is not a post on heaven or hell.

I was in the grocery store this morning and on the radio (or intercom or whatever it is you call a speaker system in the grocery store) was playing "Big Yellow Taxi" by the Counting Crows featuring Vanessa Carlton.

This music got me thinking. Paradise, as defined by me and others I have heard, is located in Hawaii or somewhere in the Caribbean. It has sandy beaches and warm water. The sun shines everyday and warm rains fall for short periods.

Now my thought: Do I want to live there everyday, all day, all my life? Yes, it is a nice place to visit, relax and enjoy. Sounds like a great vacation spot. But to live there continuously?

Would I have to give up my access to technology?  Such as mp3 players, computers, and even cars?  Is it our technology that does all the bad stuff in the world?

I don't know.  I just think "Paradise" is a nice place to visit.  But I like my tech.

[Nerd Alert]I hope for a day where we can live like Star Trek–all cool fancy tech, but with little or no consequence to the environment.[/Nerd Alert]