« Archives in February, 2010

Original Fiction: Mother to Horde Beasts by Pat Humphreys

I’m not sure where in my podcast history I discovered This American Life, but I almost immediately fell in love with it. Not only was the style of storytelling so entertaining, but the stories are, with few exceptions, very human stories about ordinary people and their lives.  No matter the subject, no matter the theme, Ira Glass and crew manage to elevate storytelling to such an art that they can take story suggestions from their own family and make an entertaining show.  That’s some talent right there.

This story is my little homage to them.

So sit back, relax, and read a little human interest piece from another universe.

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Original Poetry: Surrender Awaits by C.A. Helton

Surrender Awaits

by C.A. Helton

When you kiss the rain

It melts the dewdrops in my eyes

On a night when the moonlight burns

A cracked and hardened soul

In a race through a maze of memories

Against unforgiving time

Surrender awaits…

Waiting for answers

To unending questions

Muted by decisions

That have already been made

Regret is unkind

Chaos is on a collision course with destiny

Surrender awaits…

Crippled by conformity

Cushioned by the cool comfort of ignorance

Blinded by the emptiness

That hides in the shadows of the heart

Unswayed by the call for nature’s wrath

At last at peace

I cease my quest for truth

Surrender awaits…

January 2009

Melodic GPS

So, I am sitting here, pondering what sort of cacophonic concoction I should throw at you all this week, and I get to thinking.  I keep offering what to listen to, but I never really go into where to listen.   Knowing where to go to hear music is just as important as knowing what to listen to, don’t you think?  After all, how would you know what to listen to otherwise?

Not all of us have the well-cultured friend or two that happens to have exactly the type of music that you want to hear at the time.  I’m lucky enough to have people in my life, both in my past and in the present, that have done just that.  It was Ron Yorgason that introduced me to They Might Be Giants and other alternative music.  It also was Ron that started me down the path of the comedic genius that is Monty Python and the sideshow wonders that is novelty music, made popular by the Dr. Demento radio show and others.  It was Susan Kulpanowski that tuned me in to the celtic/new age scene when she played The Lady of Shalott by Loreena McKennitt over a long-distance phone call from Michigan to my dorm room in Minnesota.  I remember being so caught up in the song that I promptly went out and bought all the Loreena McKennitt cds I could get…regardless of the fact I did not even own a CD player at the time.  Present day influences include Shawn Schliepp, a virtual walking encyclopedia of all things musical.  It was Shawn that inspired last week’s spotlight on King Missile, so you can thank him for that.   Of course, my fellow bkI comrades-in-arms Pat and Ben have their impact on my musical tastes, as well.  I am grateful to all of these people and more, for showing me that there is more to life that 80′s New Wave.

I would be remiss in my duties as bkI’s friendly neighborhood musical aficionado if I didn’t provide the same consideration and give you all some guidance to some good music sources.  Since calling each reader and playing a song over the phone isn’t the most effective way to go, instead I have some web sources and general knowledge stuff to pass on.   These are the places that are usually the inspiration behind the music articles, so feel free to place blame accordingly.

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To Believe, or Not to Believe…That is the Question

The Internet allows information to easily and quickly flow from place to place. This means that we are inundated with facts every day.

In the past, information sources were scarce, and tended to police each other. In the 1950′s, if ABC news ran a story that was untrue, NBC news would tell you about how ABC screwed up, so you would watch NBC instead.

This led to an era of complacency in believing what we were told. If it’s on TV, it must be true! They wouldn’t air it otherwise! Information in print had similar watchdogs. Even books were looked over by multiple editors to ensure information was correct before going to print.

Now, speed of information rules. The most correct news story has almost nothing on the first one to hit the broadcast medium. News venues will print almost anything they think might have the slightest air of credibility.

My favorite story regarding this was the recent iPad debacle with Jason Calacanis. The night before the iPad was announced, Jason went on twitter and began posting the most ludicrous information regarding the iPad as an obvious joke. He stated things such as solar power, wireless recharging over the air, a special Farmville app interface, multiple cameras, and facial recognition as included features. It might have been more believable if he’d stated it was delivered to him by a Unicorn.

The Wall Street journal, CNN Money, and Wired all picked up the story, among others.

The more quickly and easily we communicate, the more crap we spew. Some of it is simply things no one cares about. Some of it is malicious. Some of it is just misunderstood. (Sarcasm symbol, where are you? And not the SarcMark, either. The fact that it costs money is like a sarcasm tax. And the Temherte Slaqi always just makes people think I’m a retarded spanish speaker.)

This is why Curation is the way of the future. Curators will sort through the massive data sea, looking for the tasty krill we all want. Curators are all over the place, and the need for curation does not appear to be slowing down.

Next time you read a fact or figure, will you believe it? After all, 86% of all statistics are made up on the spot.

Including that one, of course.

Why Didn’t Anyone Tell Me It’s Friday?

One of the problems with trying to run a group blog whilst doing your own writing/day job/friends/family/etc is finding the time to get stuff done.  Now, this doesn’t mean that bkI isn’t a big deal for me, but sometimes life happens.  Promise, next Friday, we’ll have fiction all over the feed.

Have a good weekend!

Pat

Head Content Wrangler/Exhausted Dude

Guest Post: Life…

By: Nicholas Mrak

The secret to life is to enjoy yourself. Don’t spend your life withering away at a job that makes you miserable. Go out and do the things you enjoy and actually live your life. Man isn’t made to sit in a cubicle all day.

Finding what you really want to do with your life is the first step. Some musician friends of mine have things pretty much figured out. They work a job that they somewhat enjoy, just so they can afford to travel around and perform their music. They are trying to make enough money from their music to live comfortably and only have to worry about getting to shows on time.

I like to delve into things and experience as many options available to me. As should everyone else. Personally I just want to have the electronics, toys, car, and place to live that I feel content with. No extravagance, nothing fancy, just nice enough. I would also like to continue to expand my intellect and knowledge base by reading, hands-on work, and interaction with like persons.

Only thing that sucks about living right now is that you need shit-tons of money to be able to do anything. Most of the money you have goes to bills, living expenses, and other stupid shit. If you are lucky you are left some money to play with, but it usually goes to some unexpected expense or something you really don’t need to own. The hardest thing is to find a balance between going and buying the latest and greatest electronics, vehicle, whatever, versus having things are nice enough for you to feel content.

Life is all relative, with to many variables to for-see. Just go with the flow, make mistakes, learn from them, have fun, and be yourself.

Jesus Was Way Cool…

Cover of "The Psychopathology of Everyday...

Cover of The Psychopathology of Everyday Life

If you immediately thought that this was going to be an article about gospel worship music, then I am sorry, but you are going to be sorely disappointed.

However, if you recognized the title as a song from King Missile, then congratulations!  You won today’s prize.   And what did you win?   Why, a chance to learn a little bit more about King Missile, and enjoy some choice selections for your listening (and quite possibly viewing) pleasure.

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My mommy says I’m special…

The internet brings knowledge to us in a way that’s almost unfathomable. When I need to do something, a step by step webpage, if not a video, is just a Google away. The giant knowledge net that is Wikipedia is a few mouse clicks from my desktop. With a smartphone, these resources can be accessed nearly anywhere.

This is making every one of us a potential generalist in every subject.

In the past age being a generalist was something to brag about. Knowing a lot about a variety of subjects made you useful. You would know enough to discourse on a variety of subjects, and fix potential problems in most areas, whatever they might be. If deeper knowledge was required, further research could be done, or a specialist hired. Specialists were scarce because so few were needed.

In the past, I have had people refer to me as “The Fount of Useless Knowledge”. If you wanted to know obscure facts about Heinlein novels, Celtic legends, the musical instruments of Asia, or common physical greetings used among Roman Legionnaires, I was the man to ask. Still am, in fact, but no longer because I have everything packed in my head. (Well, all the above knowledge is still packed in my head. Along with lots more useless stuff.)

John Graham-Cumming wrote about TF-IDF here, and summed it up nicely. I used to sum this up by telling people I can “think the way the search engine thinks”. It makes being a generalist entirely too easy. With it, and my basic knowledge of regular expressions, I can find things on the internet rather quickly. My built in habit of voracious reading (and thus assimilation of fantastically obtuse data points) still makes me a mildly interesting conversationalist (and in my opinion enhances my worldview, but that’s another article) but is no longer a selling point of me as an employee.

Much of the younger generation will have a fundamental grasp of TF-IDF, and it is therefore my belief that specialist are going to be the hottest commodity in the workforce in the coming years. People who know how to do very particular things, do them well, and have practiced them so they can do them in their sleep. We have numerous specialist we call upon already, but the number is going to go up.

In some ways, I believe a change to our education system is in order. A general knowledge is delivered of many topics by our K-12 system, but our higher learning system is entirely out of whack. Two year colleges, which offer specialized learning in a focused area, are considered inferior to a Bachelor’s degree, which offers general learning in a field. We’ve seen this trend reversing already. I would be unsurprised if apprenticeship had made a resounding comeback within 50 years.

Just something to ponder. When you’re looking to learn, remember to be special. I’m going to go rewire the house. Don’t worry, I looked it up on eHow.

Quickie: DARK RISING: Great feeling!

Dark Rising

Dark Rising

Submitted by Jim R.
I think this was a testament to scifi-action-comedic -fantasy-romantic-(softcore) :D ….That we haven’t seen since the 80′s movies like Legend, Masters of the Universe, TROLL!, and even Evil Dead/II. Its not a remake or retelling, its a new story using well mixed 30+ year old story elements. Monsters and princesses with cowering princes, strength, magic and what I guess you could call fighting. Powerful female roles and with well acted male co-stars. Some excellent current era issues were also thrown in. The T&A was A-OK, the girls will relate with one of the female leads, I would recommend this to any well parented PG-13 audience though the man would probably give it NC-17 because of the amount of AWESOME BOOOBAGE!.

Original Fiction: The Song by P.A. “Pat” Humphreys

Bull Frog

Image by One Tree Hill Studios via Flickr

Once upon a time, the GF (at the time) and I had a pet frog. She was valiantly rescued from the pool at the apartment complex and was given a home in a small tank in our apartment.

Cosette, which is French for “little pet” (insert rim-shot), subsided on crickets that we’d buy a dozen at a time and just dump in to her tank.

Cosette ate when she was hungry. When she was not, the uneaten crickets would be granted a temporary reprieve.

This is their story.

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