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This is a test
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Health Follow Up
I know, I know, it’s been awhile again. And yes, it’s health related. Here’s the quick follow up. A little over a month ago I was diagnosed with strep B. I wasn’t tested because doctors weren’t listening to me; I didn’t have the typical symptoms of strep throat, but instead because I’ve known for a…
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Actual virtual machines
Our brains are big, I mean, really big. So big, in fact, that when we go to sleep at night they’re capable of creating virtual worlds for us to inhabit. A lot of animals have brains, but only those that have big brains, I mean huge brains, in comparison to the parts of their brains…
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The million little parts of me
I’ve always known, on some level, I’ve had to mask but survive. I never quite knew what it was and I never had the language of autism to describe it—or explain my meltdowns. I’d always just told people, “I’m half human, half Vulcan,” and I left it at that. Needless to say, it’s something I…
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The role of teachers
Sometimes things just click, especially while you’re in the shower. For me today that was thinking about teachers and in particular the difference between a good, bad, and excellent one. In particular I was reliving a memory where I gave a presentation in one of my high school classes about converting away from dirty energy…
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And when you do
Stories our how our brains interpret the universe. So it should come as no surprise when you get past unrealistic ideas (i.e. superstitions) you start to view stories very different. Case in point: movies Specifically a movie I watched on VHS last night: Ghost Now, to be clear, I love this movie. It’s well written.…
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It’s unreal
After last night’s ramblings you might consider it ironic that I’d want to now dig into the dangers of things that aren’t real. I mean, I was in la-la land yesterday, daydreaming some arguably out there things that no reasonable, common sense person would agree had much validity and some would just say are a…
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The internet is a lonely place
Just saying.
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I’m a little weird that way
I think about odd things and I always have. It helps me see the world in a bigger light. It helps me question things. It helps me find the truth. For example, when I was in third or fourth grade my best friend and I were on the playground conjecturing about where dreams came from.…
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Sorry about that
It’s been awhile since my last post. Sorry about that. I recently purchased a new computer to install the blog on so I could take my old computer and build a legacy Windows ’98 gaming machine and since I’ve never ported over a WordPress blog to another machine before I didn’t want to post anything…