2012 — 23 May: Wednesday
In a world of ever-shifting values1 it's good to know that yesterday's delivery is as insanely watchable as ever:
However, what with it being 00:33 or so, and having been quite a long day, I think I shall declare "Lights out" for a bit. G'night.
Reasons to be cheerful?
An interesting variant on Pascal's wager. Source and snippet:
In the Atheist's Wager, you might as well just be as good a person as you can in this life, and not worry about God or the afterlife. If (a) God is good, he won't care if you believe in him, as long as you were the best person you could be. If (b) God is a capricious, egoistic, insecure jackass whose lessons on how to act are so unclear we're still fighting about them after thousands of years... then we have no way of knowing what behavior he's going to punish or reward, and we might as well just be good according to our own understanding. And if (c) there is no god, then it's worth being good for its own sake: because we have compassion for other people, and because being good makes our world a better place, for ourselves and everyone else.
As Eliza Doolittle might have sung: "Wouldn't it be 'loverly'?"
I've just proved...
... that a PC mouse is not the best tool to use on a Moog keyboard:
Rather a cool doodle, though.
Back from uncool Soton...
... and — as a post-prandial task — I decided to put one of BlackBeast's case fans back, given the living room temperature has now reached 25.2C. This also gave me the opportunity to seek (but not to find) any signs of an E-IDE slot on this fancy New Age motherboard — I'd been thinking how best to extract any and all saved data from a variety of more elderly disk drives that I seem to have accumulated over the last decade. I shall just have to tackle them, one by one, by popping them into an external case that uses USB2.
The increase in ambient noise level is minimal with the fan set to its lowest speed. Right. Before I scan my latest acquisition, how about a spot of tea, Mrs Landingham?
Although I've yet...
... to forgive Mr Fincher for cutting off Gwyneth Paltrow's head in "Se7en", he did rehabilitate himself with "The Game", "Zodiac", "The Social Network", and (most recently) that tattooed girl. So I've splashed out a fiver on a 10-year-old film of his I've not seen: "Panic room".
I note it features not only Jodie Foster, but also a young "Bella".
Phew!
Since it's now reached 26.4C I've given in and replaced the other fan, too. Don't want my chips getting too hot, do I? It's 20:26 and time for a change of entertainment venue, methinks.
Some years back, I mentioned the immortal line of dialogue from Starship Troopers — "It sucked his brain out". To that, I think I can safely add the closing lines from episode #3 of True Blood season #4:
Eric, you just killed my fairy godmother! Sorry.
As I said, insanely watchable.