| Rayne Today Searching for dharma, in spite of the weather...
I’ve been catching myself returning to the topic of consciousness studies, mulling over the various current and different philosophies on the subject of consciousness and its raison d’etre. One question sticks in my craw that begs for a better answer, a question that might fundamentally redirect the line thought for me on the origins of consciousness. Why software? Go ahead, throw it at me. Justify its existence. And no, I don’t mean to indulge in a pissing match about open source versus proprietary code. Why software?  comment []
Radio Free Blogistan (RFB) is morphing into something new: a group blog that will be meta-blogging. Xian, proprietor/operator of RFB has kindly asked me to be a contributor. I’m going to be the “stupid user” in this stellar group of techies: Andrew Bayer of Andrew Bayer is Dreaming of China; Christopher Filkins of filchyboy; Lisa Sabater of Culture Kitchen; Christian Crumlish (xian) of RFB, Mediajunkie and Edgewise. It should be a lot of fun, and I expect I’ll be learning an awful lot from these co-contributors. Hope you’ll check in frequently, comment often, and give us any pointers on meta-blog topics you’d like to see covered. What the heck -- feel free to pop a comment here if there’s anything you’d like us to cover at RFB! comment []
Lots to cover today, just hope my schedule allows me to do a brain dump here! Apologies in advance for what will look like an excess of posts. That’s the way life blogs, though, in fits and spurts. The six-year-old is much better today, although he was up a couple times in the middle of the night with a fever. The antibiotic is kicking in – I can tell by the vastly improved color and the returning energy level. Yesterday he was little more than a pasty, whining throw pillow, laying about on the couch and pleading for any small mercy I could give him. Today he’s been all over the place and is eating up a storm. I will be only too glad to escort his now-perky carcass off to school – I’ve had enough of the f*cking Wiggles to last me a lifetime. There’s something just not right about these guys; they scare me far more than Teletubbies. Grown men, dancing around in too-tight Star Trek-like uniforms, singing inane songs to kids. Eeewww…damn you, Disney Channel!! comment []
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