A little freetime in the midst of a very busy day

I have a wedding right around the corner and I can’t wait for it. Actually, I can wait…but only because my “timemachine” (actually just the trusty Saturn driven in reverse past a watch store while I hum “Love a Battle Field:) doesn’t exactly work.
In the meantime, I have a lot on my mind.
Here, in no particular order, are some of them:
- WORK
- Condo-vs-Apartment-vs-Coop-vs-Van down by the park
- God and stuff
- Kate
- Legal ways to become one of the 25 most influential men in Seattle
- Illegal ways to achieve the same
- Starting a fight club
- The role of a decentralized Potlach based economy in the future
- Vacations
Oral Surgery, Chopin’s Bust, and Unforgiven Artists
No details, but today has been totally awesome! I got to have an Apicoectomy!
In the aftermath I am all hopped up on whatever random pills seem to find their way into my mouth every few hours. Ok, not really, I am on a strict regime of penicillin, hurtgo’sawaymagicpills, and steroids! Totally Boss.
I am tripping. And by tripping, I mean that both literally and figurtively.
Yes, I fall…no sweat…more pain pills for that.
Also, I am having these intense and very entertaining conversations with the bust Chopin.
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One key point we debated today was:
“When do songs become oldies? And at what point can we nostagalistically refer to the writers geniuses even if they weren’t very good?”
Chopin, having experienced his fair share of music history went on and on and on about this. Who pulled his string?
Anyways, we agreed that if 15 years pass, and the artist lays low…they get an honorary “Sucked…but come on, that was 15 years ago!” status.
I was thinking about these people who are the hook now, how great it would be to be absolved of sucking. I could make up a card and tell them how much I appreciate them for throwing their hat in the ring, no hard feelings, and how I thought that the record labels probally twisted their music around anyways.
So I set out to research my first person. I have images of using Stryper…but they made a come back. I crossed them off and put a reminder in 12 years to check back.
Next I did Kris Kros. Those lovable little scamps, with backwards pants and cartoon logos! They were so young, they were twisted by the insidious record label, their creative ported towards dastardly ends. I figured they could use some love.
So, I turn the interweb to find them.
OH SWEET LORD NO!

What happened!?!
This isn’t good, this isn’t good at all.
Having freaked, I haven’t heard their music in the last 12 years so I really can’t say.
But looking at the site Sony has for them they aren’t that high on the totem pole for webdevelopment.
Update:
Maybe I was too harsh?
You can listen to a track here. Not that bad, formulaic and a little by the numbers. But it does have some flow to it.
Still no card for them.
Speaking of Love…

Kate wants this, you can totally buy this for us for our wedding.
Our just go to our registries Crate and Barrel and Sears
Humans to be Replaced by Spiritual Robots by 2100
In April 2000 a conference was hosted by Stanford University to discuss the question of wether or not we the People can be replaced by spiritual robots. There were many very intelegent and capable thinkers in attendance (my invite must have been lost in the mail).
My particular favorite response was by Kevin Kelly (kk.org).
His stand basically boiled down to “Nope..or mayby” based on timeline (we would only have lasted about 400 generations), defining what “Humanity” was, the limited occurance out right replacement (for example I have a new love in Katrin…but I still love technology), whether robots will replace us or simply be Humanity 2.0 (children of ours), what the hell does “Spiritual” mean anyways, and finally do we want it to happen.
Good points really, but of course Kevin Kelly is known as a thinker.
A hinge point for me is the motivation factor. Why would we develop Spiritual Robots? In economics they say Money goes where the interest is, and I am of the thought Spiritual Robots will be pricey.
I don’t see Robots trampling around, getting Spiritual on us within 100 years (my great great grandchildren’s time). But then again my own Great Grandma Armela didn’t predict what my days would look like and could not possibly know the shape the 98 years of her life would follow.
Also, to what purpose would Spiritual Robots serve God. How would they fit in his plans? I have no idea, I have detached my level of planning for God’s longtime ago.
Bah, I just don’t know.
Idea-Commune Space.
The church I go to is merging with another Church, which all fine and dandy, however most our programs are in suspension for now. Post merger the these aspects I most liked about Doxa, may be toast.
Which is unfortunate, but sometimes you need to break some eggs to make an omlette.
Gone (most likely) will be the artist programs, for example. Let me say the plan is to use the space previous set aside for Arting it up, and use it instead for kids. That is hard to argue with.
But it leaves me thinking, we had started to make some way in the artist community. So, we need to find an alternate means to filling that need and continuing that ministry. Solution, go buy our own space. In theory, we could get 15-20 folks and buy a space, setup shop as a non-profit co-op and get bizzay with the community.
This appeals both to my love of control and decentralized, federated community groups.
There will be more on this shortly.
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