I wanted to write a book once titled: The Secret to Knowing Everything. Curious, I typed it into a library catalog and Freakonomics popped up. I had never heard of it. I was a lousy librarian in that I didn't care for books, but rather answering queries. I never worked in public library, so I was pop culturally sheltered.
AW I eventually won a copy of Freakonomics as a door prize at a librarian conference held on October 30, 2009 in Wilmington. My old boss who laid me off was in charge of door prizes, but I left before my name was drawn. Naturally, a librarian from Stow Campus got it for me and mailed it to me. My campus is a few miles from my old job and I was on good terms with my old boss, so I found it very bizarre.
(I remember the date because was a Friday and a dude that presented dressed as a historically accurate pirate for Halloween)
Very weird how I came across the book, for I hadn't read it though I wanted to read it upon my first seeing pop up in random book about knowing everything search.
I liked the book. I don't agree with much of it but it was interesting. Jon Lott Jr. has a book that was a retort called Freedomnomics that I saw at Half Price Books and eventually read. I enjoyed it. I like seeing different sides of stuff. No one seems to share my opinions completely, so I just laugh at the bogus reasoning some conjure to meet their memes of progress is good because we are smarter than you so don't question authority.
So I'm reading Super Crunchers because it w in the area that game theory would reside if J had such books at her work. The book is old considering it has Cingular and Circuit City cited as companies utilizing super data mining to yield massive profits off ignorant customers being bilked by smoothly individualized marketing via the Internet. Manipulating people to think stuff as though they have free will to do
so is just plain evil. Totally explains how people act irrational with confidence.
I'm in a plateau phase of my life. I've a baby who needs me until she's ready for school, so I plan to be mentally challenged by having a balanced information diet to prepare for my reemergence from semi retirement. The blog will serve as a pondering tool, if I blog at all.
Showing posts with label Clay Johnson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clay Johnson. Show all posts
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Saturday, May 24, 2014
finished TLAF
Funny how a book fits timely with one's mindframe, for I recently "quit" and feel great. Maybe I need to revisit Clay's work? I think he said stuff I wasn't ready to pursue.
Friday, June 22, 2012
New Twitter handle
So I changed my handle on Twitter, I found one that wasn't taken and works for me in a more professional way. (Hint: I don't pronounce the "a" in my name, so I dropped it.)
Thing about changing your handle is that anyone can swoop and take your discarded handle and potentially do harm to your brand. Followers follow the new handles by the email address associated with the account, not the handle itself. So, your account can be blocked based on email address associated with the handle, but you can still follow under another account with associated with another email address.
If you are in the habit of blocking people willy-nilly, I suggest that you make your account private in the first place.
I have a ton of email addresses, so I could have a ton of Twitter accounts. I don't tweet often, but I follow people regularly. Some I shouldn't because they aren't Infovegan.
Thing about changing your handle is that anyone can swoop and take your discarded handle and potentially do harm to your brand. Followers follow the new handles by the email address associated with the account, not the handle itself. So, your account can be blocked based on email address associated with the handle, but you can still follow under another account with associated with another email address.
If you are in the habit of blocking people willy-nilly, I suggest that you make your account private in the first place.
I have a ton of email addresses, so I could have a ton of Twitter accounts. I don't tweet often, but I follow people regularly. Some I shouldn't because they aren't Infovegan.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Adding quotes and attributing a statement to a real person doesn't make it true
So I read a variety of things to keep a mildly balanced Information Diet. If I read something, I question it's validity regardless if I instinctively agree. I try to balance concepts, because "truth" can be all to the POV.
I wonder if people enjoy being miserable.
Masochists make lousy Christians when it comes to the "Golden Rule."
Found it odd that my Myers-Briggs letters match those attributed to Marquis de Sade and Bertrand Russell, but I find the whole list to be very oddly grouped.
Anyways, can someone be sued for libel when they attribute a quote on Twitter that is made up? Twitter is getting to be a place for haters.
Hash tags group like minded folks that can be swarmed by the thought police.
People who live alone shouldn't tweet, for they say dumb things without people around to correct their ignorance/stupidity regularly.
Can you image what Ted Kaczynski would have been like if he didn't get caught in 1996?
He'd tweet, I bet. But then again, he'd like to have more than 140 characters... but there's API for that.
Yes, he would have done such though he hated technology because he had a double standard that allowed him to use a typewriter. He'd terrorize people much like the SWAT-ters.
I wonder if people enjoy being miserable.
Masochists make lousy Christians when it comes to the "Golden Rule."
Found it odd that my Myers-Briggs letters match those attributed to Marquis de Sade and Bertrand Russell, but I find the whole list to be very oddly grouped.
Anyways, can someone be sued for libel when they attribute a quote on Twitter that is made up? Twitter is getting to be a place for haters.
Hash tags group like minded folks that can be swarmed by the thought police.
People who live alone shouldn't tweet, for they say dumb things without people around to correct their ignorance/stupidity regularly.
Can you image what Ted Kaczynski would have been like if he didn't get caught in 1996?
He'd tweet, I bet. But then again, he'd like to have more than 140 characters... but there's API for that.
Yes, he would have done such though he hated technology because he had a double standard that allowed him to use a typewriter. He'd terrorize people much like the SWAT-ters.
Never read Bradbury
So it goes that I read everything Kurt Vonnegut published but not a sentence by Ray Bradbury. I feel no mourning at his passing, but I felt little when KV died. Old age is nothing of which to be ashamed, but Vonnegut got nuttier day by day and was consumed by a poor information diet. He loathed war due to his being captured and held at Dresden during its firebombing, so he sought anti-war movements.
Kurt Vonnegut mocked Ray Bradbury by stating that Ray Bradbury was afraid of driving thus the irony of his sci-fi career.
Kurt Vonnegut mocked Ray Bradbury by stating that Ray Bradbury was afraid of driving thus the irony of his sci-fi career.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Wednesday, a day for rest.
I intended to work on the tiling today, but my back said it needed a rest. Been in a funk from stooping the last few weeks, now with the end in sight, I need not rush it.
I'm not what I used to be, but I have my moments.
Thinking back to the days of being within an 54' trailer and unloading for 90 minutes straight, five days a week, I know that I could do things without feeling pain the next day. (I only remember one day of waking up too sore to move and I called off.)
The thing is, I got paid the same as if I was on the line where I could stand around BS and drink coffee. I only got in the trailer so I had leverage to get more hours. I had a schedule that worked around J's so that I could be home with baby K. No one said anything to me about it, I just requested the days off weekly and I got them while having a full-time schedule. I usually got Wednesday off since we didn't get trucks Wednesday and Sunday. I worked every Sunday for two straight years. I liked Sundays, I worked mostly alone.
I don't miss working retail, but it was work that I didn't have to think about while home. I didn't have to think much while working, either. It was pretty simple and cut and dry what needed done. I always longed to be done and to go home. I had a lot more energy since I never sat during the workday or stared at a PC, so I got a lot of the initial remodeling done on the house during that time.
Aside from the back, my mind has been mush looking at things online.
Internet speed has greatly reduced my overall productivity. Information is compiled as such a rate that I should be come an infovegan or at least give up following sports. Watching overpaid athletes is a waste of time, but yet so hard to give up.
Being nostalgic, reminds me of my dad saying he worked every summer when he first started teaching. He never worked in the summer as long as I can remember. Hopefully, K and B will have a memory or two me actually fixing something. I believe that B will definitely remember my orthopedic procedures to reattach limbs to her dolls.
The closer I get to finishing the tiling, I think about what will be next. Of course, the more work I do, the more inclined I am to feeling the house could be marketable. We need more room for our cars, and Ohio hasn't been a great place for me to find work.
I'm not what I used to be, but I have my moments.
Thinking back to the days of being within an 54' trailer and unloading for 90 minutes straight, five days a week, I know that I could do things without feeling pain the next day. (I only remember one day of waking up too sore to move and I called off.)
The thing is, I got paid the same as if I was on the line where I could stand around BS and drink coffee. I only got in the trailer so I had leverage to get more hours. I had a schedule that worked around J's so that I could be home with baby K. No one said anything to me about it, I just requested the days off weekly and I got them while having a full-time schedule. I usually got Wednesday off since we didn't get trucks Wednesday and Sunday. I worked every Sunday for two straight years. I liked Sundays, I worked mostly alone.
I don't miss working retail, but it was work that I didn't have to think about while home. I didn't have to think much while working, either. It was pretty simple and cut and dry what needed done. I always longed to be done and to go home. I had a lot more energy since I never sat during the workday or stared at a PC, so I got a lot of the initial remodeling done on the house during that time.
Aside from the back, my mind has been mush looking at things online.
Internet speed has greatly reduced my overall productivity. Information is compiled as such a rate that I should be come an infovegan or at least give up following sports. Watching overpaid athletes is a waste of time, but yet so hard to give up.
Being nostalgic, reminds me of my dad saying he worked every summer when he first started teaching. He never worked in the summer as long as I can remember. Hopefully, K and B will have a memory or two me actually fixing something. I believe that B will definitely remember my orthopedic procedures to reattach limbs to her dolls.
The closer I get to finishing the tiling, I think about what will be next. Of course, the more work I do, the more inclined I am to feeling the house could be marketable. We need more room for our cars, and Ohio hasn't been a great place for me to find work.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Ignorance is bliss
Ever get the feeling the world is getting nuttier?
With the explosion of television channels and the internet, there's simply too much information out there for healthy consumption. I read Clay Johnson's Information Diet a couple months ago, and it really got me thinking about how uneasy we have gotten when it comes to how we react to any variety of news.
It seems like everyone is covering the news for the sake of generating revenue rather than providing actual news. So rather than having slow news days, the news makes the mundane into something it is not, News.
For this reason amongst others, I don't watch television regularly. I'm in the dark on a lot of pop culture matters, but I follow people on Twitter. (The things said on television can be heard and misunderstood by the little ears of my children much easier than the 140 characters remitted by those I follow.) I google things I don't understand, and I often find myself saying "Really, people are concerned enough about 'X' enough to tweet about it?" (Yes, I get the irony of this post, but I have more free time on my hands than I care to have.)
From what I've been seeing online the last couple days, I'm wondering about how many parents will explain to their children that Bo, the First Dog , is not going to be eaten by the President if the latter isn't re-elected in November.
Disclaimer: I stopped watching television in September 2008 when Hurricane Ike knocked out our power for 10 days. It was a cold turkey thing.
With the explosion of television channels and the internet, there's simply too much information out there for healthy consumption. I read Clay Johnson's Information Diet a couple months ago, and it really got me thinking about how uneasy we have gotten when it comes to how we react to any variety of news.
It seems like everyone is covering the news for the sake of generating revenue rather than providing actual news. So rather than having slow news days, the news makes the mundane into something it is not, News.
For this reason amongst others, I don't watch television regularly. I'm in the dark on a lot of pop culture matters, but I follow people on Twitter. (The things said on television can be heard and misunderstood by the little ears of my children much easier than the 140 characters remitted by those I follow.) I google things I don't understand, and I often find myself saying "Really, people are concerned enough about 'X' enough to tweet about it?" (Yes, I get the irony of this post, but I have more free time on my hands than I care to have.)
From what I've been seeing online the last couple days, I'm wondering about how many parents will explain to their children that Bo, the First Dog , is not going to be eaten by the President if the latter isn't re-elected in November.
Disclaimer: I stopped watching television in September 2008 when Hurricane Ike knocked out our power for 10 days. It was a cold turkey thing.
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