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So, I took a nap, and had a half-asleep dream involving a theoretical (I hope) sexual practice/fetish that I've never even heard of, but is so squicky and inducing of pain empathy that I can barely stand to write this entry without curling up into a ball and wanting to make my brain go away.

Highlight if you're brave—if you're using a screen reader or are otherwise immune to CSS, I'm so sorry:
[BEGIN] Using blood as lube, facilitated by an anticoagulant enema with bits of glass in it. [END]

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This one's easy. I'd like to spend 24 23 hours in EVE Online with GM and SQL Admin access.

Step one: Reset Jita to conquerable 0.0 (nullsec). It emerged as the main empire (high-security, where aggression will get you blown up in very short order) trading hub due to its central location. Turning it into lawless frontier would be at least as funny as magically transporting Israel/Palestine into the middle of the San Francisco Bay area.

Step two: Start abducting fleets from around the EVE Universe, teleporting them into the carnage. For added amusement, I'd try to be as psychotically arbitrary as possible about picking fleets. A bunch of ice-mining exhumers? Sure. A supercapital fleet worth more than an engineer's RL yearly salary? >:D

I took 2269 photos at the con.
In the interest of staying sane, I'm editing and uploading them in batches.

The first batch, the best-of from the first 400 photos I took, has been uploaded:

Photos by Koinu | Further Confusion 2010

I had a total of 4 in the room, but two of them just canceled.
If you or anyone you know needs somewhere to stay during the con, please let me know ASAP.

Check-in: Thursday (21'st)
Check-out: Tuesday (26'th)
Room type: 2 double beds
Total cost: $750.30
Guests: caffeinepuppy, bennetfox

Poll #1510438
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 15

Is "TLDR: RTFM" a contradiction?

Definitions courtesy wiki:

TLDR

1. (Internet) too long; didn't read
2. (Internet) used to indicate a summary for those who don't want to read the whole thing

RTFM

1. (Internet) Read the fucking manual
2. (Also bowdlerized as "read the fine manual" or "read the friendly manual.")

I have a room at the Fairmont with space available.

Check-in: Thursday (21'st)
Check-out: Tuesday (26'th)
Total cost: $750.30
Guests: caffeinepuppy, bennetfox

The reservation is for a room with two beds. Anyone want a spot?

I am not a philosophical zombie.

That was the point I was trying to argue in a bizarre dream I had last night.
I kept failing, which was the really frustrating part.

Wikipedia has a very weird idea of what "biopunk" is.

In it current state, the definition seems to be a crude conceptual search-replace on cypherpunk (or cyberpunk), replacing cryptography/computing with the contemporary (narrow) idea of biotechnology, with a very strong emphasis on the "punk" (rebellion) side of things. This isn't obviously wrong, until you start considering examples.

Namely, the prime example for their definition is Gattaca, a movie I don't really consider "biopunk" at all. The biotechnology in that movie is really just a framing device for a rather boring "are we or aren't we all created equal?" dystopia.

I consider biopunk to be more generally to be technology and its associated issues, but with a biological basis instead of a silicon-and-metal/mechanical one. Tv Tropes refers to this as Organic Technology, and while that's more-or-less accurate, it's a mouthful.

It's also a bit on the narrow side, as I include not only "things" which are partly-to-mostly biological, but also the replacement of a function that's normally carried out by a thing (say a fighter aircraft) with that function being carried out by something autonomously and most definitely alive (hyppogryph). (Yes, this expansion of the idea occurred to me while watching Avatar last night.)

Anyway, since I just forgot where exactly my original train of thought was going, here's an arbitrary list of some things I do consider to be biopunk, to various degrees:

• eXistenZ: At least the first reality seen, and everything "within" that.


• Battlestar Galactica: Raiders, Basestars/Hybrids


• Xenocide: The descolada/descoladores, the trees


• Avatar: Ground and flying mounts, organic planet-scale intelligence/network


• A Fire Upon the Deep: The Tines (purely-biological canine borganisms), the mold-computer-thing used to expand the slow zone

So, yes, I'm 23 now.

At the moment I'm at a wine bar, named Vino Vixens, with a bunch of furries, and it's awesome and totally relaxed and drama-free.

I'm kind of amazed, actually.

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Edit: Woohoo, new icon! oceart just finished my new icon less than an hour ago.
You can view the full version on my gallery.

As posted on PDXFurs Snark:

So, I was getting caught up on Twitter a few minutes ago and had a
momentary "wait, what?" aneurysm when I saw few choice tweets from
@whiffies. (Whiffies is a food cart at 12'th and Hawthorne that sells
deep-fried pies. They are delicious, and the late-night hours rock.)

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How awesome would it be if Food Network showed up an it was all
Furries eating pies?
http://twitter.com/Whiffies/status/5833442375

So FN shows up to punk me with Bobby Flay only to find an entire lot
full of furries #carriedawayfantasizing
http://twitter.com/Whiffies/status/5833976053

So, new fantasy: Flay intercepts these correspondences and sneaks in
as a furry revealing himself for a throwdown!!
http://twitter.com/Whiffies/status/5836417748

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Koinu

There was a furmeet in Salem.

I took pictures, and actually posted them.

(Then we went to Southside Speakeasy. Their website is awful, but the pub/club itself is really awesome. I just wish I hadn't been the one driving the Portland contingent, and thus unable to get drunk. :/)

Class: Societal/Legal/Ethical Implications of Computing Class: Computational Structures Class: Elementary Ethics Class: Applied Statistics for Engineering and Science Setting up the website for Campfire Tails (getting up to speed on modern css design) Preparing to move to nullsec in EVE Super-Secret Plot to Change the World

Just in case you were wondering what's taking up my time now. :)

When I'm booted into Windows, I don't run my normal instant messengers.
Instead, I use Steam, because the overlay feature fucking rocks when you're playing fullscreen games.

Add me on Steam, and use the link. If you just type in "koinu", you won't find me.

Anyway, that's why you haven't seen me online.
I've been bored out of my mind during the lull between terms, and filling the time with games.

By the way, I'm starting at Portland State University next month.
I transferred in as a junior with respect to my degree, but with "senior" standing credits-wise.

I'm not sure it was such a good idea to pick the Moon OST as the soundtrack to cramming for my Physics Test of Doom™.

Moon is one of those movies I'd label as "distracting." That is, it keeps popping back into my head under one premise or another, even though I saw it over a week ago. (This is a good thing, although the compulsion to grab and listen to the soundtrack when I have more pressing things to do... maybe not so much.)

If you like "hard" science fiction, see Moon. If you could tolerate sitting through 2001, this is nowhere near as sleep-inducing with regards to pacing. I'll also argue that it's a substantially better movie because it doesn't need to hide the meat of what's going on behind a wall of vagueness.