Thursday, August 8, 2013

I'm moving! ...sorta

As much as I wish I could say I'm moving out of my parents' house, Thoughts and Rice is moving to my new blog on my own website at under the name, <META>: One Voice in the Cosmic Fugue. It's a party: bring snacks.

It's been a time, Blogger, and now I have my own place. I'll see you there.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Sol 3013: A Diaspora Campaign

In the course of the last millennium, we as a species have bled the Earth dry of all its resources, leaving nothing but an ever-increasing demand for energy. The technologies that are now required to sustain the planet (orbital atmospheric controllers, nuclear fusion plants, and solar wind-powered generators) must compete with the wicked side of system-wide capitalism.

In the year 2447 we completed the crowning achievement of energy generation: the Peacemaker, a Dyson bubble capable of harnessing 100% of the sun's energy output, composed of countless solar-power statites placed in a sphere 0.5 astronomical units away from the star itself, just past the orbit of the planet Venus.

Every energy problem we had for 300 years suddenly vanished. We had harnessed enough energy in the first year of its operation to power three 25th Century Earths. But in the next hundred years, that was cut in half to 1.5 26th Century Earths. By 2620, we were in the same predicament as we were two centuries before.

But then, as if a miracle had just occurred, a small team of scientists on Mars developed a massive machine that could save the human race: the star lifter. Spanning the diameter of the dwarf planet, Pluto, two of these machines placed on opposite sides of the sun fired particle beams into its core, producing an artificial solar flare sent straight toward the Peacemaker. We had conquered the unconquerable, and literally harnessed the power of the sun. It was glorious.

For four centuries the solar system experienced such an inflow of energy that not a single person who desired power would be denied it. And then, the announcement came.

On 27 April 3013, the Solar Research Institute announced that the sun is unable to withstand star lifting any longer, and that the sun will simply burn out in five years. Today is 1 May 3013, four days after that fateful announcement, and the Sol government is in uproar.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

What DO I do?

I realized lately how much I say I don't do things: I don't watch TV, I don't watch many movies, the list goes on. And in order to better answer the question with a follow-up, I ask myself, "What do I do?"
  • I run a subsidiary organization of UT-BASH.
  • I listen to music. A lot of music. A lot of the same kind of music.
  • I think about fantasy settings and stories and the people within them. Sometimes I even write it down.
  • I code a website.
  • I go online and learn things that pique my curiosity.
  • I browse tumblr.
  • I read the news.
  • I run an RPG and a Who's the Boss? game simultaneously.
  • I am the treasurer of a collegiate anime club.
  • I maintain relationships with my friends through actual social contact.
  • I'm also a poor student looking for a job (and wondering what the point of life is).
  • I play games. All sorts of games.
  • I run an ambient electronica show on the radio.
So yeah, that.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

"Green" Programming

Today I saw an article by The Onion (of all sources) parodying our horrendous environmental impact with our species' production culture.

Find that here: Advanced Alien Civilization Discovers Uninhabitable Planet.

It reminded me of all of the paper that BASHCon wastes with its print ads, postcards, and lengthy program guides. But, more to the point of this post, it reminded me of the concept (that I think I invented?) of "Green" Programming.

Green Programming is the concept of removing code that is no longer used so that computers that read the code don't expend the electricity resources to load it. Even though you may have a chunk of code commented out, if you find out at the end of the project that you really don't need it, get rid of it.

If you're on the fence about permanently deleting it, you could save it to a hard disk. That doesn't expend any more energy than what it takes to actually write it, and then only the development team (tiny compared to the user base) would need to access it.

Think about it: if you have a program that has lines upon lines of unnecessary, unused, commented-out code, and you release that program, then every machine running the program will read that useless code. And then, let's say it's a popular program like GIMP or Firefox, and now you have millions of computers using electricity to read useless code.

Sure, on the small scale, it's insignificant, but when all of the millions are doing it, it makes a sizable impact.

Long story short: get rid of code you don't use; don't just comment it out. It really saves electricity.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Etymology with Goose: "Mrs."

I saw this on tumblr today: "...a woman only has status if she's married. Think about it. Add an apostrophe to Mrs = Mr's. *Think about it* and then go throw up."


Welcome to Etymology with Goose!

The contraction (repeat: *contraction*) "Mrs." Derives from "Missus," which was a vernacular way to say "Mistress," as in a capital-L Lady who owned and controlled land (originally just like everyone else, but then only as a widow during the "rise of mainstream chauvinism"). It is not a term of ownership. However, it is a term of status. Very high, very independent status.

I scorn the person who originally came up with the thought of "Mr's" and ask them to do research before proselytizing false conclusions. They essentially turned a powerful, independent person into an object.

tl;dr: "Mrs." derives from "Mistress," a term of power and prestige; not from a sense of male ownership.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

30 Day Anime Challenge -- Day 18: Something Moe

Miyuki Takara is the very definition of moe. You can find this character in Lucky Star.

Next prompt: "mandatory swimsuit post"

Monday, March 18, 2013

One Facebook to Rule Them All

Three Media for the Smartphone-keepers under the sky,
Seven for the Art-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Facebook where the Shadows lie,
One medium to rule them all, one medium to find them,
One medium to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Facebook where the Shadows lie.

(This derivation is Jarmihi-writ.)