tes idées

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Tuesday, August 31, 2010

0

Pour vivre ma vie, je rêverai un monde sans toi, mais avec toi.
Ainsi, quand j'ouvrirai mes yeux, je te verrai. Et tu ne seras pas ici.

J'écouterai ton silence, et me perdrai dans tes yeux fermés, dans tes mots compliqués et tes idées... surtout dans tes idées

1 am thoughts

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Monday, August 30, 2010

0

Stuff in my mind that must be seen out of context:

I must be strong, stay an unbeliever.
(mascara bleeds in my eye...
oh
)



Oh dear Prudence! Come out!
(to play...)

I guess it would be nice to help in your scape from patters
(your parents designed...)



Something I thought about

I can deal with our long/short distance arrangement.
I can cope with your dead silence and your sudden outburst of music and words.
I can wait for you to be ready to move any further, I can wait years if necessary.
I can stand your stubborn behaviors and your inability dance in a cloud.
I can even understand that you don't fly in the same direction as the wind.
What I can't handle is not having met you yet.

More of my astronauts

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , , , , | Posted on Sunday, August 29, 2010

0

Some more from my astronaut collection

first this


then this

Normal distribution

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Saturday, August 28, 2010

1

When you go back to science after a hiatus you begin to notice you go back to your roots: systematized thinking. (which does not mean you enslave to a social paradigmatic system)(the whole contrary). You see things differently, again. More importantly, you judge things differently,
again.

Today's input has to do with being normal.
Let's start by defining normal:
Normal: a type of distribution where the highest density of frequencies are in the mean.





Mean being the arithmetic average, not actually being a mean person. (clarifying)

And I refer to being socially normal, being common, i.e. not rare. Following a social pattern and being just like the rest.

So when I think about normal and society, I concur, such thing as normal DOES exist. Those artsy/philosophical/indy propaganda trying to tell you otherwise are just too individualistic. Majorities behave in a similar way, otherwise we wouldn't have such a term as "majority" to begin with.

Where does this leave weird?
Of course I thought about it.

Within normal, there must be data away from the mean, for the whole system to work. So, yes, I'm telling you weird is being standard DEVIATIONS away from the mean. Yes, I'm not being politically correct calling you all you freaks deviants, I am aware.

If you're reading is, most probably you're AT LEAST one deviation away.
Me?
one? two? I'm actually going for 3

Lab Coats

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , , | Posted on Friday, August 27, 2010

0

Some more about studying science...
Although they were funny before, they've never made more sense... lol
in this case, the big red slice becomes "because the teacher makes you". Also, last saturday I became a part of the green slice. xD It was really cold...




I think I belong to the "I AM... A SCIENTIST!" while the Mr. Mr. I told you about is "TOO COOL" he does hates the buttons, and actually looks a bit like him... lol!

PhD Comics


A week later

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Thursday, August 26, 2010

0

I'm not very fond of telling you about my real life. I actually never do, I make complicated metaphors (notice I didn't choose the word complex). But I saw your real life posts and it felt warm in the place where all veins meet. Plus, being the unstable wreck I am, I need to leave evidence of at one time feeling like this.

The last time we saw each other in front of a white board I was fucking tired, I was so sick and disgusted by the green cross. I felt something wasn't right anymore. I also felt sad, for the two people I knew I had, would be gone soon. But then the boats, the booze and the hospital. And at the end, the last dinner (no Judas kiss, I hope). I was numb I didn't want it to hurt.

Then some more sand in the hourglass.

I sold my soul to another cross.
It felt weird. Then awkward. Then it felt right.
The wrongs were righted, this new cross carried with it a new promise, it carried lost forgotten eagerness. I was now able to see how much trapped I felt before.I actually feel like a belong to the place, and that there I can be more that I was. Yes, in so few time. I'd like to say now I'm all better, have a fantastic life and lots of new, interesting and wonderful friends. But this is not the movie I've been dreaming about forever.
It's not a magic cure. I'd like to say the loneliness is gone, but it's not. But along with loneliness comes solitude, my best friend. and worst enemy at times. I've re-met some people, and found a new face to the penguin's mask.
In other words, my world changed. a bit.

And sometimes, when I'm walking the garden corridors I think of something nerdy yet funny and I think "I'm so going to tell them as soon as I see..." then I remember. It's sad and funny and it makes a crooked smile in my lips.

Maybe I shouldn't say this. Maybe it's not for the best. But fuck it, I'm not one of those self sacrificed characters.

I dislike it when they ask me if I'm fine, since I'm all alone now. It has happened more times than I expected. It doesn't really surprise me, but I dislike to be seen as the hurt dear in the middle of the road. And I'll be brutally honest, I say "No, not that much, we still talk and all" it breaks me a little saying it each time. But, actually it has some truth, I don't feel sad. I don't feel sad about the new adventures, and tales, and experiences you have.

What I'm said is that we won't meet next Saturday for coffee and talk all about it. It's not actually the being apart that hurts, because I know you'll be there. It is knowing you're having all these new stories to tell, all these new emotions. All this new life. And I'm not there. That is what breaks me.

Right now I'm not nostalgic about anything, I think.

But even the I miss long chats at the car at night. I miss sitting in the living room talking about nothing. I miss not having to make any kind of effort to fit in. I miss the trips. I miss Cotilla. The indy talk, the trash talk, the pathetic self awareness that caused laugh instead of depression. I miss drinking from a table and dancing to the Spice girls.
And well.
I will confess that was the teenage dream experience.

Lived with all the required angst, with all the expected unmet hopes and all the incomfomity I could think about.


And I'm sure that now that it's over I can paint it and airbrush it in my memory to idealize it. I'm aware of the biased attention of it all. But that's memory, a distorted film seen from the contorted looking glass.


Anyway bon anniv


Lifetime

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , , | Posted on Wednesday, August 25, 2010

0

Beacuse tomorrow is my birthday, because i'm doing a homework about this, and because I like to say random things... here are some beautiful pictures of a lifetime.
Mr. Linus Pauling ladies and gentlemen:

http://pauling.library.oregonstate.edu/exhibit/column03-age7.jpghttp://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/ca/LinusPaulingGraduation1922.jpghttp://pauling.library.oregonstate.edu/exhibit/column12-coronadelmar.jpghttp://lpi.oregonstate.edu/f-w03/images/Triplehelix.jpg
http://www.globalo.org/blog/felisos/linus/linus.jpg
they do have an order... he was not a time traveler, unlike us...
although some may think he was. :)

For a beautiful beautiful exhibition, please go to Linus Pauling: A Centenary Exhibit by the Oregon State University.

Back to color

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Tuesday, August 24, 2010

0

Okay... this is it.

This is how it ends. Again, back into creation mode.



This time I had watercolors.
Maybe I'll regret these statements.

Thoughts on the class

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Monday, August 23, 2010

0

Turns out one of the two head teachers of my H and Ph class is scientifically indeterministic and the assistant teacher is deterministic.
This has risen several very juicy discussions in the classroom, which are immensely rich and fascinating.
So, would you rather have a deterministic or an indeterministic universe?
Do you think God plays dice? (A.Einstein), do you think randomness exists, or is it just a product of our ignorance? (J.Wagensberg)

If you could know all the factors, and I mean all... would you think the phenomenons would be predicable? or is it just something you can't control, know or predict, things that just happen one or the other?

We were really troubled by this during the beginning of the week, and we still are.
Talk to you about this later on, please remind me, because it is something I would def. like to discuss with you.

Relative concepts

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Sunday, August 22, 2010

0

I think the term "finding yourself" is bullshit. Don't be offended, you had it coming reading Osho. I think we're constantly building, painting, detailing our personality. Either for external reasons or inner analysis sometimes you break. You are destroyed into little pieces which you must pick up. And from the pieces of nothing you can either repair to a similar previous image, or build and forge a new thing.
Just remember once the mold is done, there's very few you can do to it.

As I've let you know, I've build myself several times, having to destroy parts of the previous versions. And one of the most important things I've learned is this.




Maybe this lacks complexity and depth linking... but for some reason I thought of telling you this.

Things I've Learned

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Saturday, August 21, 2010

0

Things I've learned living on my own (that I already knew):

  • The 'cooking-eating-cleaning the kitchen' process takes TOO long.
  • Planning what to eat takes too long.
  • It doesn't matter how much time you spend thinking what to eat, you'll end up cooking the same.
  • Everything is more expensive.
  • Internet is not overvalued.
  • Nor is telephone.
  • (they are both expensive)
  • Eating in the floor hurts your ankles.
  • Eating in boxes harms your living room.
  • Having a table to eat is awesome.
  • Living near your campus is the awesomest shit ever.
  • You realize you miss your friends more that you thought you would (even if you where extremely dramatic before...)
  • Sharing guilty pleasures is a great way to break the ice.
  • You can have a hell of a good time with someone you just met.

I miss SO MANY THINGS... still... I'm having so much fun, and I like it here. :)

I wish you could be here to share with you the awesomesauce and the shitness...
:)

Edward

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Friday, August 20, 2010

0

Maybe this isn't artsy, and I'm not trying to make a point.
But I once saw this, found it genius and lost it forever.
Now that we've found each other again I won't ever let it go.





Hunter

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , | Posted on Thursday, August 19, 2010

0

Don't haunt this heart, don't haunt this place, your heart beating slow as it beats out a pace...
This was hard it was fun, we should do it again, give ourselves some time ten years for the day..
I need you now I need you then. I never want to feel this again. Separate the room with painful divides until there's nothing left to remind.
And the things we never had, and the things we wish would come back, because we need this oh so bad, because we need this oh so bad.
And we tremble in the night for the things we're wishing were right, because we need this oh so bad, because I need you oh so bad.

The Rural Alberta Advantage



Thanks wheezy!

Part of Nature

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Wednesday, August 18, 2010

0

I haven't done this mainly because there are many excellent sources of environmental information out there, and there is too much ignorant propaganda too (on both sides of the field) rounding the internet. But this is pretty much what needs to be said.






Hipster?

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , | Posted on Tuesday, August 17, 2010

0

romenesko NYT standards editor asks colleagues to cut back on "hipster." Was in paper 250 times in past year. http://journ.us/cwXUFe

[via :MindyR]

Geek Art

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Monday, August 16, 2010

0

This was too good not to post it. Even if it weren't stumbling period. (>.>)


Moar!
Yup, those are Rubik's cubes!







Blasphemy?

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Sunday, August 15, 2010

0

This is what happens when you go in an all-science school:
(Real FB posts)

Mr. X-"Hey people! water+ lots of Maizena™ = no-neutonian fluid = lots of fun."
Mr. Y-"Actually, water+ lots of Maizena™ = no-neutonian fluid = lots of fun + Jesus' secret."
Mr. X-"Hey, but that long ago they didn't have any Maizena™."
Mr. Y-"But they had manna!"

Ideas

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Saturday, August 14, 2010

0

Flying, they swarm and change lives, worlds and minds.

They stay for a few time, develop, reproduce.

Once they're ready for the world, they fly again unto the world. Timeless, restless.


[picture not mine, author unknown]




Ideas are blue winged and ethereal.


Totem

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , , | Posted on Friday, August 13, 2010

0

Inception is one of the best movies I have ever watched, and The National is one of the best bands I have ever heard. Isn't the coincidence nice?



Inception Vs The National I put my ipod on shuffle as I left the cinema and this was the first song that came on! Spookily relevant…
:D
via: quoteskine

Just...

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Thursday, August 12, 2010

0

nine out of ten times i'd like to be the guy in the picture.





The other one time... I think about you... NOT
[the great perhaps somewhere else]

Moar Keys

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Wednesday, August 11, 2010

0

I had to let go the two other keys. Mainly because it was a constant family complaint, that I had BOTH keys, and mom and brother had only one, which made them struggle through the windows from time to time.
Also, because I had recieved three other keys. One opens the building, and the other two the door. I am having lots of trouble opening the doors. I have to think to myself: "Building door opens one turn to the left. The first one in the door is opened one turn to the right, and the second one two turns to the right.
It is not that easy.
Well, it is, but I want to believe it isn't so everytime I look like a stupid struggling with my flat's door I feel better.
One day I'll get used to. One day.

Bent objects

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Tuesday, August 10, 2010

1


Bent objects

Art is about being creative and saying something.
It is also about having lots of props around.






This is the world that we live in...

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , | Posted on Monday, August 09, 2010

0



this are my first city sights, they do not intend to be really cool arty pictures, they're just pictures.

Acrtic

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Sunday, August 08, 2010

1

Some great photos from back home
All done by Eugene









Ramirezperez's

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Saturday, August 07, 2010

0

Remember we've been following him/them for a while. This is a work by the Ramirez Perez twins. :)
Music is nice too.

Gloomy Planets from benjamin & stefan ramirez perez on Vimeo.

Fight!

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Friday, August 06, 2010

0

Being a snobish blogger, writing about my pathetic findings and my attempts to sound deep I sometimes fail to notice the poetry within the internet.

The poetry that comes within the tasteless humor and among the nonsense for nonsense.

But if you ask me, that's what the internet is founded in, doing things just for the sake of doing them.

Anyway. I share you this.
It is... inspiring to say the least.


But... I love Google...

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in | Posted on Thursday, August 05, 2010

0

I really really love Google... as much as StarWars fans love Darth Vader... :D
I would unlike this video if I could. But I also think it's important to have several perspectives of things. So... yeah.

Also, this might be inappropriate, since well, we are using Blogger, here...

Google "Trying not to be evil" from Patrick Clair on Vimeo.

Scale of the Universe

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Wednesday, August 04, 2010

1

Hey scienceFREAKS
see this
it's kinda cute/interesting/I'm-a-nerd-i'll-appreciate-this kind of thing



Typestaches

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , | Posted on Tuesday, August 03, 2010

0

I hear Mr. Didot’s a real snob.     A Girl Named Tor’s “Field Guide to Typestaches” illustrates all the facial hair options that can be attained through clever typography.   from BoingBoing.

wouldn't like to meet Mr. Comic Sans or f* Mr. Papyrus xD

via: love all this

Toilet issue

Posted by I'm the penguin | Posted in | Posted on Monday, August 02, 2010

0

When you're an artsy-alternative-blogger WANNABE you tend to see toilet paper, and besides thinking the obvious you might think of recycling, or in your best day, raw art material.
Never would you think of coming up with this
let alone have the skill.






See the whole gallery here

Monster WTF

Posted by Mrs. Kite | Posted in , | Posted on Sunday, August 01, 2010

0

http://yankeeschick.mlblogs.com/cookie-monster-wtf-is-this.jpg

this picture shows my exact feeling with certain WTF's...


And this one, is just so wrong...http://whenheartsattack.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/cookie-monster-abusing-cookie-dough3.jpg