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I like to think of myself as the master of my own destiny



Mon, 03 May 2010
newsflash: narcissism

I haven't posted anything in a while, so I thought I'd give a little update on what's happening in my life:

  • Some of you might have noticed that proton (this machine) melted itself into slag a couple weeks ago. Strangely, that same weekend I lost a drive from the RAID on positron, and then lost a second one after rebuilding the array! Dylan suggested, quite astutely, that the stress of rebuilding the array probably pushed the second drive over the edge on which it'd been teetering. Once I got positron back up, I was able to restore most of phonon, and some things even work better now than they did before—I hope.

  • After some conversations with some of the gentlemen with whom I ran the T.I.G.E.R. Valley 4-man match, I decided I wanted to build myself an AR-15. My new pretty princess (picture perhaps forthcoming) comprises a Noveske SPR 18-inch upper assembly, a DSA ZM4 blemish lower (blemishes are literally invisible), a CMMG lower parts kit, Magpul MOE stock and grip, an AFG, and ladder rail covers (all in Foliage), a Viking Tactics sling (padded slings are for girly-men), and not one but two optics (omg how hsld): a Trijicon Accupoint 3-9x40mm mounted on top and a Primary Arms Micro Dot on a Daniel Defense offset rail. Despite two more inches of barrel and two optics, this gun is still a pound lighter than my favorite little fattie, my SIG 556 with the Leupold CQ/T.

  • I've taken up kickboxing, studying a kind of fusion of Muay Thai and American-style kickboxing at Randy Palmer's South Austin Gym. The classes are awesome, the instructors are friendly and cool, and it's a good workout. It also comes with use of their full gym facilities, so I'm now able to bike to the gym and work and then bike back for some kickboxing in the evening—a tiring but rewarding day. (Today I'm driving on account of errands...)

  • I'm dating a wonderful lady whom, were I given to aliases in the style of our mutual friend Seano, I would call Knightress. It seems likely that some of you will meet her and her amazingly cute 16-month-old daughter at May's wedding. That's right, I'll be fielding a biological timebomb at May's hymeneals. (I love how dirty that word sounds.)

  • After many years of indecision (mostly with respect to what rather than whether), I got a tattoo last Saturday (pictured at right). It's a conformal mapping of the line segment 0.5+jt, t∈[-14.135,37.586] through the Riemann zeta function. The fill is the result of plotting the data as an SVG path with fill-rule="even-odd". The tattoo resides on my left deltoid. My artist was Ben T. Fiedler at Resurrection Tattoo; it's a great shop, and Ben is fucking awesome. Apparently all the fine circular lines make this a pretty difficult tattoo to do well, and Ben did a beautiful job. (Leave it to me to come up with a hard design, right?)

  • I've been tearing through the Culture novels by Iain M. Banks. They are fucking awesome. Banks has written up a nice essay discussing his ideas about the Culture, a galactic civilization that forms the backdrop for these novels. I also recently read City of Bones by Martha Wells thanks to Ellen's generosity in lending it; it was a good read.