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Thursday, November 28, 2002

Keeping a web log could be likened to transcribing a solo. It is to one's day, or one's thoughts,
what transcribing is to a solo. When transcribing a solo, one must listen much more closely
than one normally would to what is being played. One must hear every nuance, and know where in the bar every note falls, in order to be able to write down what is being played. One may listen to a particulay passage over and over, each time gaining more information than the last time, until one has enough information to write down the passage. A web log demands the same kind of scrutiny be paid to one's past and present, and to one's thoughts. One must examine the days gone past for significant moments, and significant thoughts that ought to be shared. It forces one to pay closer attention to each moment as it passes.

It is a skill that must be learned. And I imagine it might give one a greater awarness, or appreciation of their surroundings. I sat down here, knowing I wanted to make another web log entry, but not knowing quite what to write. Yes, I could list off all of the things I've done this week,
most of which are mundane and routine, but that is not my intent with this web log. I intend for this to be a place more for my thoughts, and reflections than for a listing of the events gone by.

There is by no means a lack of thoughts from which to write. Indeed, I am one who spends much of his time within himself. It is my hope that this will be a place where some of what lies within can reach the outside world. However, the vast majority of thoughts that pass through my mind in the course of a day live only in the moment, rarely leaving much record of their existence. And so, I must begin to scrutinize each moment, each thought. I must look at each as it passes, and if I see one I like, I must snatch it out of the air and put it in my pocket, to be written down later.
posted by Jesse at 10:13 PM #


Monday, November 25, 2002

Care of: Nov 18, 2002


As I made my way from linear algebra I happened to hear a short snippet of a conversation as it passed me by. All I heard was: "...an unstoppable
object collides with an immovable object. what happens?". After thinking
about it for a few moments a smile came over my face. I just found the thought of an unstoppable object colliding with an immovable object ammusing. Just what happens at the moment when they collide? In a collision something has to give, but in this its clear that nothing is going to give. So what happens? Well, for one thing, I chuckle. Maybe the universe explodes, or reality freezes, or both objects cease to exist, or the observer of such an event explodes, or freezes or ceases to exist. And I grin at the thought of such possibilities. I continue contemplating this cunundrum as I make my way through the student centre to Togo Salmon Hall.

I continue walking, not particullarly aware of my surroundings, as I continue to dwell on this amusing stream of thoughts. I am quickly drawn back out, as my ears recognize the sound of my name being called. I quickly locate the source. Why, it's Simon. "Hey, good to see you!", I think. "Hey!", I say.

posted by Jesse at 12:08 AM #


Tuesday, November 19, 2002

...And I find myself back in the world of the blog
posted by Jesse at 8:31 PM #