Wednesday, September 30, 2015

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Thlog: What really is a thlog. Is it really just a mix of a thought and a blog, or is it something more? Is a thlog only a pun created by teachers as an attempt to use an "internet" word to hold the attention of an ever-distracted population of youths, or rather a reflection of what we have become as a society? We might need thlogs. We don't need the pun per se but we do need the outlet. We are no longer defined as what we are, instead we are defined by what we appear to be. What does this mean you say?? Well my friends, what this means is that children these days don't even know what a handshake is anymore. They can no longer play heads-up 7-up because the positioning of the thumbs makes them think it’s a 3-dimensional Facebook like and their heads explode. Our country is going to s**t, and the so called “government” isn’t doing anything about it!!!!! If you are as outraged as I am, go to www.theendofAmericaasweknowit/childrenaredestroyingAmerica/halloweenoreosarethebestflavor.edu and sign the petition for the banning of children in non-virtual reality. Join us now seekers of the ONE truth, before it’s too late…

*Cough*, excuse me… I don’t know what came over me.

This week in class I really enjoyed the part about first order thinking vs. second order thinking. It really strikes a chord with me. In high school, I didn’t like writing. Not for any particular reason, I just wasn’t very good at it. I feel like thats a pretty common reason for not liking something. I remember, in high school, being afraid to write what I really felt. I learned to write enough crap in the proper way with good grammar and spelling, which let me get by in remedial english classes. I don’t think I have ever written anything that can be described as good, especially academically. Don’t get me wrong I have written some sweet text messages and IG captions, but academically, nada. Looking back, it think it was because I didn’t write what I wanted to, both because I didn’t think I was supposed to and I was scared to. Then, when I would look back at my rough drafts, I would see that they we garbáge(gar-BAH-jh)—P vs. NP for you math people— and get discouraged, knowing that whatever I did the essay would still be garbáge. So, the first-order and second-order thinking part was cool! It really spoke to me, because it not only showed me exactly what I was doing wrong, it showed me how those two previously worthless parts of my writing process could be fixed.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

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About Me. I am Dominic Pascal Kirby. I am from San Diego, the city from Anchorman. I don’t really like writing about myself. I'm pretty sure it's because it reminds me of job interviews, and I find it really hard to encapsulate myself in any meaningful capacity  on paper. Not that I’m particularly interesting, it just always feels like trying to describe the color blue to a blind person. You can tell him what things are blue: the sky, sapphires, etc. You could tell him the scientific definition of the color blue:Human eyes perceive blue when observing light with a wavelength between 450 and 495 nanometres(British guy from Wikipedia). These are true, but they don’t really help a blind person understand what the color blue. I’m not as metaphysically transcendent as the color blue; however, I am also not 300 poorly written words. I can tell you what I do: sleeping takes up roughly 1/3 of my life, school about 1/2, and the last 1/6 is spent trying to fend off the endless pursuit of boredom, etc. I can tell you how people see me: “Human eyes perceive Dominic as anything between a jovial goofball to a self-absorbed douche to a cynical phony to a complete weirdo depending on how long they have known him"(American guy from Blogspot). Although these thing are unfortunately true, but they don’t really tell you all that much about me. I suppose I could say how I spend that infinitely important 1/6 of my life. I like the ocean, surfing, spearfishing, etc. I like to travel; I’ve been to a lot of places. Ummm, I like music? I suppose that’s probably a given. Ooo I like math, especially the the fun little stuff they do at the top of it like the the prisoner’s dilemma and the the art gallery theorems oooh and P vs. NP. I really like P vs. Np. In fact I even annotated something in the first reading with a P vs. NP annotation. I also like putting “the” twice instead of once when writing about stuff I don't like writing about so ha! rebellion is a seductive mistress. 

Here’s a pic of me jumping off a playground at age 12:

Never mind, I can't get it to come here from Facebook, sorry.