Perhaps I don’t speak the only language I know so good
So today I didn’t want to deal with public transportation and I wanted a few extra winks of sleep, so send in the Uber.
*Deep breath* so I order my first Uber, I do pool cause you know the environment and I’m being cheapfiscally responsible. The driver is about 9 minutes away and he’s either picking up or dropping someone off. About 5…
I wish I could say this isn’t a normal thing to see in NYC subway stations…
You get to see some beautiful oddities in the city but most of the time we rush by them. I hope that I don’t become that New Yorker who is jaded and numb to the city’s eccentric weirdos. Without them you can’t question life and your choices, like what do they do that they can afford to live in the city, is this what…
We abhor randomness and love patterns. We are biologically programmed to find some patterns that explain what they see. But we can never be certain that the pattern we’ve identified is the right one. Even if we could somehow be assured that we haven’t made a mistake, and we are exhibiting a computer-like perfection, there may always still be a deeper truth to unearth. This tension helps drive our love of literature, theater, and the cinema. When we read a novel, or watch a play, the author or director is presenting us with a sequence of events that has a common theme, pattern, or moral. Literature, plays, and the cinema offer us a delightful escape from the usual unintelligible, meaningless chaos that we find in the real world around us. Really good literature goes further, and leaves us with the possibility of many interpretations. We come face to face with the incomputability of the Kolmogorov complexity.
This tension also defines how we engage with our own lives. While we travel through the seemingly random events in our life, we are searching for patterns, and structure. Life is full of “ups and downs.” There are the joys of falling in love, giggling with your child, and feeling a sense of great accomplishment when a hard job is completed. There is also the pain of a crumbling relationship, or the agony of failing at a task after great effort, or the tragedy of the death of a loved one. We try to make sense of all this. We abhor the feeling of total randomness and the idea that we are just following chaotic, habitual laws of physics. We want to know that there is some meaning, purpose, and significance in the world around us.We want a magical story of a life, so we tell ourselves stories.
Sometimes the stories are simply false. Sometimes we lie to ourselves and those around us. And sometimes the patterns we identify are correct. But even if the story is correct, it is not necessarily the best one. We can never know if there is a deeper story that is more exact. As we age and suffer from ennui, we gain certain insights about the universe that we did not see before. We find better patterns. Maybe we get to see things more clearly. Or maybe not. We will never know. But we do know that the search is guaranteed to never end.
Ladies and gentlemen, after 7 years, Daniel Day-Lewis Weekly will be retiring.
I created this blog back in January 3, 2013 for the sole purpose of showing my love and appreciation for the brilliant and exceptionally talented Sir Daniel Day-Lewis. Over the years, I had great fun running this blog, mostly due to the fact that I got to connect with a lot of his fans. It was also fun because when I started, I was still very clueless about blogging in general and this was an opportunity for me to learn some stuff about that (although to be fair, I’m still pretty clueless ). I started this whole thing because I thought that it would be an interesting thing for me to do…and it most certainly was. I definitely did not expect for this blog to run for this long, so thank you to everyone who made that possible. Unfortunately though, all good things must come to an end. There really isn’t anything for me to post anymore, mostly due to the fact that Daniel has since retired…and I really don’t want to post stuff that isn’t new. So, I have decided to retire this blog. It was not an easy decision, but I felt it was a necessary one.
The final post will be next week, October 10. After that, I won’t be posting any more content. For now, the blog will still remain online…just not active. I still haven’t decided yet if I will keep the blog online or if I should delete it at some point. If I do decide to delete it, I will let y’all know.
Thank you all so much who have reblogged, liked, and followed over the years. I truly appreciate it. Thank you once again, and I hope to see you all some other time. ✌️
Challenge 142: Lifebook Magazine-Issue #67-“Random”: Random Generator
Hey all, this was a fun one. Randomness generators are a great way to break of of a creative funk, get inspired, or just draw something you wouldn’t normally. To show off just how random a randomness generator can be, I used a couple of generators on Seventhsanctum.com. The first one was a fantasy race generator that gave me a Great Barrow Giant, so I wanted it to be kind of spooky and moody. The second was in the opposite direction. A funky gadget generator. There were a bunch that I loved, but I went with an Internet-Enabled Fluoroburrito! What!? so I got do draw a burrito with a USB internet connection, a mouse for some reason, and a Lisa Frank tortilla. Random indeed.
