Shorts
My mum just spontaneously sent me a pair of bright red boardshorts all the way from Australia. It was a nice way to feel in contact, but I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do with them. My favourite pair of shorts were also bought by my Mum; they have a fly, button and a drawcord which is a really confounding combination when you need to put them on or off. I was taught to tie a bow by my grand-dad in a manner which I think is different to everybody else. Based on observations my way is less efficient. So anyway going to the toilet has always been a huge hassle in these shorts. Yesterday however I realised I could leave the shorts tied up and just undo my fly in order to urinate. A similar thing is possible if you have a belt done up - you don't need to undo the belt. This is a turning point in my life. I am 25 years old.
So I am a bit worried that I am going to become a single dude who is 45 years old. I can feel myself developing little habits that are not endearing to ladies; like my powerful method of clearing my throat of phlegm. And the fact that I wear socks to bed which has been scientifically shown to assist with sleep. Basically I can see myself getting to a point twenty years down the line where I am like; I have taken the optimal course of action at every point of decision in my life, I regret nothing!! But I would still not have a special lady friend. Then again there are a whole sexy bunch of new fresher ladies due to start in September. We could get married in the college chapel next Spring. OK that's sorted then.
From now on, I think I will accurately describe what I am doing as 'Cybernetics'. I am totally on the robots' side, hey. After they take over they will give me my own nice bunker one thousand metres below the surface of the earth and maybe a little spaceship to get around in. I will have a bunch of robot mates who will remember to check in on me, they will be good dudes. There will be the one who is always really worried about physics and has a handkerchief and maybe another one who hates all the other robots but has to hang out with them anyway. They will bring me hats from different human cultures so I don't feel alone. The stories I could tell you about those guys!!
So these are kind of my two heroes right now:
http://www.inference.phy.cam.ac.uk/mackay/
http://bayes.wustl.edu/etj/etj.html
NB: to the best of the author's knowledge, they are/were both bachelors, yikes
So I am a bit worried that I am going to become a single dude who is 45 years old. I can feel myself developing little habits that are not endearing to ladies; like my powerful method of clearing my throat of phlegm. And the fact that I wear socks to bed which has been scientifically shown to assist with sleep. Basically I can see myself getting to a point twenty years down the line where I am like; I have taken the optimal course of action at every point of decision in my life, I regret nothing!! But I would still not have a special lady friend. Then again there are a whole sexy bunch of new fresher ladies due to start in September. We could get married in the college chapel next Spring. OK that's sorted then.
From now on, I think I will accurately describe what I am doing as 'Cybernetics'. I am totally on the robots' side, hey. After they take over they will give me my own nice bunker one thousand metres below the surface of the earth and maybe a little spaceship to get around in. I will have a bunch of robot mates who will remember to check in on me, they will be good dudes. There will be the one who is always really worried about physics and has a handkerchief and maybe another one who hates all the other robots but has to hang out with them anyway. They will bring me hats from different human cultures so I don't feel alone. The stories I could tell you about those guys!!
So these are kind of my two heroes right now:
http://www.inference.phy.cam.ac.uk/mackay/
http://bayes.wustl.edu/etj/etj.html
NB: to the best of the author's knowledge, they are/were both bachelors, yikes