Wednesday, July 30, 2008

My muse about life

One's life is a journey from his birth to his death. At any moment, the journey is shorter, and the final destination closer, albeit the person does not know when the journey will be over. Sometimes, it is better to travel than to arrive.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Sam Maloof and programming

As being a programmer, who always wants to promote programming as an aesthetic way about lives instead of as a pure engineering thing, I can't reject the association between programming and furniture making.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Turf War

Few people truly love lawn maintenance, and my dear neighbor is one of them. The rest, including me, do it for peer pressure--for being 'good neighbors.' I do it and hate it.

Turf war, on New Yorker, discusses this issue. Two notes from the article:
  1. Sometimes, having guts is not enough. A 76-year old widow got hand-cuffed away for letting her lawn 'brown.'
  2. Wild Ones is promoting 'Natural Plants, Natural Landscapes'. Hmm.. I love that slogan. Under that, there would be no more 'weeds', instead, they are 'natural plants.' A yard full of 'natural plants' has a 'natural landscape'. How nice it is!

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

音響桌

書房放了一臺音響,就放在地上,實在不好看,也不方便。我想自己做個桌子放音響。形狀約略為圖中桌形,但要矮些。

Cherry Console Table by Liza Wheeler

Monday, July 07, 2008

The purpose of life

Today, I pondered the following paragraph for a very long period of time.

"I told Chris the other night that Phaedrus spent his entire life pursuing a ghost. That was true. The ghost he pursued was the ghost that underlies all of technology, all of modern science, all of Western thought. It was the ghost of rationality itself. I told Chris that he found the ghost and that when he found it he trashed it good. I think in a figurative sense that is true. The things I hope to bring to light as we go along are some of the things he uncovered. Now the times are such that other may at last find them of value. No one then would see the ghost that Phaedrus pursued, but I think now that more and more people see it, or get glimpse of it in bad moments, a ghost which called itself rationality, but whose appearance is that of incoherence and meaninglessness, which causes the most normal of everyday acts to seem slightly mad because of their irrelevance to anything else. This is the ghost of normal everyday assumptions which declares that the ultimate purpose of life, which is to keep alive, is impossible, but that is the ultimate purpose of life anyway, so that great minds struggle to cure diseases so that people may live longer, but only mad men ask why. One lives longer in order that he may live longer. There is no other purpose. That is what the ghost says." from ZAMM p81