We've had a philosophy book come through the plant. It's gotten me thinking about the kinds of philosophies that are self-defeating. I've been inspired by Locke, who is saying something to the effect of, if you (the empiricist) run into a guy who says that the world is but a dream, tell him to go stick his hand on a hot furnace. That sort of thing.
As a music "pirate", I have some good words for all of you at the RIAA.
I don't buy it. I don't understand how downloading music has hurt music buying. The overpackaged, overpriced product that pays for a bloated bureaucracy of marketers, managers, service charges, record executives was never going to survive a little competition.
I finally got around to seeing the Mel Gibson movie. I was one of the throng that made it the biggest five day opening in history (beating Return of the King by a million dollars or so). I saw it on Saturday.
I have many musings about this, but I still don't know. Especially reading the Neil Gaiman web and seeing how much he just enjoys writers and stories, I find it hard to say to myself that I don't enjoy writers and stories, and that this computer stuff, however lucrative I hope it becomes, will be a colossal waste of life.
So what's the deal? Where do I go for these burning questions? Even more, why can't I write a simple story?
I got up this morning and got in a fight with my wife on the way to work. We made up.
Then I found out I had left my keycard at home and showed up almost an hour late. I ate my lunch for breakfast.
Then I went home for lunch and burned it to the pan. I got back from lunch late.
My neck hurts.
Basically, I am worried that money will get in the way of my getting a degree. The Expected Family Contribution on my FAFSA is 7000+ dollars! 600 a month. No way.
I'm basically stuck with it though. I don't know how much money the school will provide. I suppose they expect me to pay with money from the job I will be going to half time at most while I study math and science. Or from my wife's job, that she'll have to leave soon here (for private reasons).
It is clear that the individual who persecutes a man, his brother, because he is not of the same opinion, is a monster. - Voltaire