GRIZZLY PEAR

written snapshots

Category: Life

  • Exercise or Daily blogging

    I’ve decided to reassess the daily blog every solar event this year and this solstice I realized that if I had to pick one item every morning, I really need to pick exercise over blogging.

    So who knows if this gets more sporadic going forward, but I thought I’d put it out there.

    Daily blogging has been a good route for self expression over the past nine months – I’ve noticed a lot of ideas getting stuck in the noggin over the past week where I stopped sitting down and typing first thing in the morning.

    Returning to the theme of tradeoffs, the only way I can do both blogging and exercise in the morning is to go to sleep early, and that makes for a pretty dull nightlife, if not outright going to sleep before the kids. And that really isn’t a great scenario either.

    So we’ll see where this goes, but seriously, I need to do a minimal amount of exercise, this bag ‘o’ meat ain’t getting younger!

  • Until it doesn’t

    You take technology for granted until it doesn’t work.  Or in this case, when Hostgator is suddenly not loading up and you’re wondering if your blog post will upload.

    Then you’re get frustrated.  After which, you take a deep breath and remind yourself that this is the first time its glitched like this.

    Unfortunately for them, that means the next time this happens, it isn’t the “first time”.  But if their second chance is a long time from now, well that’s technology.

    We’d like it to be perfect all the time – as it should be – but the real world is a little messier than that.

  • HEMA Youtube

    For the past week, I’ve gotten sucked into a corner of educational youtube that is focused on european medieval arms and martial arts, also called HEMA (historical european martial arts).

    The channels are all quite fun to watch, some favorites being scholagladiatoria, Modern History TV, Lindybeige, Skallagrim, Shadiversity, and Tod’s Workshop.

    But then, I just realized that I haven’t practiced my tai chi for the past week. I’ve traded real life for the much easier (and amusing) point and click universe of internet television.

    In a world before children, I had the free time to have it all. Now, life really is zero sum game. If I’m living vicariously, that means I’m not living in reality.

  • Socialism versus Capitalism

    I wrote this in conversation on facebook. I’m not an expert on the subject of economic ideologies, but I thought this critique of “taking things to a logical conclusion” was worth re-posting.

    I think it is ultimately useless to take the terms “socialism” or “capitalism” to their extreme, ideologically “pure” conclusions. To say socialism is absolute authoritarianism is to thus imply capitalism is total anarchy.

    Neither is a particularly good way to live.

    In this starkly dualistic world, we are all fettered under the yoke of authoritarianism once you add a little government regulation to rein in the anarchy. Societal models shouldn’t be managed like food safety, where a gallon of milk is spoiled by a drop of cyanide.

    Conservatives tend to conflate socialism with communism and its worst excesses. They enjoy drawing a straight line between government run medicine to re-education gulags, while balking at any such of similar absurdist response on the other side.

    There’s no room for pick up basketball in a public park, sponsored by the theft of pure capitalist earnings.

    Personally, I am not comfortable with the recent adoption of the term “socialism” by the left, even if it is is a loud and proud reappropriation of an overused slur by the right after the pendulum has swung so far towards unfettered markets. But many folks have pointed out that American liberals would be considered free market conservatives pretty much anywhere else on this planet so I’m not to scared of the bogeyman of socialism in US politics.

    Like many other things in life, government is a exercise in balance, not purity. Logic exercises can only take you so far.

  • Just a little malfunction

    I had a canker sore on my tongue for the last few days and I was struck by how one well placed ulcer can be so debilitating.

    This sore was on the side and thus perfectly place to be irritated when eating and talking. It was bad enough to the point I ended up just taking naps all weekend to avoid the pain.

    Like my recent bout with pneumonia was a reminder that health is darn near close to everything, this one is a reminder that the details matter.

    Even the smallest ailments can make life quite miserable!

  • Balancing

    I dreamt of meeting an old acquaintance and chatting about work as the snow fell outside the cafe windows.

    It was a nice dream.

    But instead of sleep-processing a meeting every six years, there has to be a better way to keep in touch.

    However, time is tight. I don’t have time to chat with everyone I’ve previously known.

    Social media makes it easier to stalk people, and it may be a medium for contact like email, but it is not actual connection.

    Maybe the dream world isn’t an awful filter to figure out who is worth keeping in contact.

  • Books, Games, Meals, and Travel

    Most everyone has their vices.

    These are the ones I spend my money on. The first three are in reality, and the last in aspiration.

    Then again, also not so much the first two, since we’ve been living in constrained quarters.

    And the third has been a bit limited due to a lack of promising places for going out to eat.

    But still, these are nice luxuries to have. The greatest luxury being the ability to indulge in them at will.

  • What’s worth your time?

    I like to follow sports. Don’t have time to watch the action anymore, but I follow the players. Living through the strategy game vicariously.

    I’ve started reading Lone Wolf and Cub. It’s a classic, but ultimately still a samurai manga.

    Or how about my run of watching Spike Jonze music videos?

    Excellent craft is beautiful to watch.

    But is worth my time?

    If not this then what?

  • Sweet Dreams

    As I got off of the steroids from my bout with pneumonia, I ended up crashing for a long night.

    It was quite refreshing to sleep for ten hours straight. As I get older, these occasions where I just sleep for hours on end seem to have become quite rare.

    I can’t remember half of what I dreamed, but it felt like I had trawled through the memory banks clearing out the muddle in my head to be rearranged in the morning.

  • Conspiracy theories

    Merlin Mann once tweeted:

    Which seems pretty dead-on to me.

    The alternate to conspiracy theories is just good old failure.

    Most of the time it’s a confluence of bureaucratic negligence aided by individual cupidity.

    I want what I want, and if the system lets me get away with it. Or the people running the system tries to get as much out of its individuals (who only have so much to give) that corners get cut.

    Eventually compounds until something breaks and then fingers get pointed all around.