Cereal, Cats, and Life!

So it turns out, I do have readers and sometimes they leave comments  about things they want to hear.  Weird huh? Well, as the blog has taken its first step in a new direction, I am now more free to post a little less strictly, and can now pour my heart out about subjects without adhering to a strict persona the blog originally enshrined.  * Of course, I wasn't ever very good at it, but now I don't have to pretend to be.  Anyway, what this incoherent rambling means to you, the very real reader that actually exists... * Well... c onceivably anyway is that I can provide a report on my excursion to Nicaragua as a staggering two people have requested.  I have a lot to say about this, as it was definitely a personal experience with a lot of individual growth and discovery involved.  All of this would've been glazed over in the past iteration of our internet venue, and thus it just wasn't a very exciting topic for me. Gone are those days!

So as time has passed, I’ve been less and less motivated to publish articles here. It’s just become harder for me to embrace each project with the same enthusiasm I used to be able to. The reason? The narrative and identity of this blog being far too narrow. Things I want to project and share just don’t fit the theme I’ve modeled for the blog. I still of course, love cereal, cats and science, however I love a whole lot of other things that these categories exclude quite abruptly. Obviously anything could be considered a science to some degree, but to abuse the subjective nature of the English language and exploit the ambiguity of titles in order of capitulating to laziness seems… * Well, lazy. Lame. So I figured instead of acting like a boat clumsily but esoterically unanchored slowly drifting away from shore and gaslighting everyone at each meter until eventually appearing (to the dismay of every owner or passenger or whatnot I’m sure) on the distant horizon far from

What's up With Water? You've probably consumed a lot of it in your lifetime, because if you haven't, I'm guessing you wouldn't be reading this post... or you're perhaps one of the rare species that only needs a drink every few years. * In which case, hats off to you. As my dad always says, there are two things that deserve respect in this world: Oil and industry. The environment and 8 bit music. As it's hard to write about something that must make its way through the audiological senses of a person, I decided to instead write about the other intrinsic piece of our existence. * It's also the prerequisite to the invention of 8 bit music, so it earns real reverence in my mind. (more on this later) In 76.546% seriousness, humans live off the land. Literally everything we use in our day to day life is a natural resource extracted, manipulated and distributed in some way or another. Some resources are less vital and more recreational, suc

Here's another brief update to remind my scarce but dedicated fan base (well, scarce is at least one adjective my fan base is worthy of, if not dedicated...) that my meat computer is still whirring and stirring, and my flesh sticks are still pounding away like mechanical levers on the plastic keyboard at the base of a plastic computer to bring knowledge, ideas and intellectual prose to the world.  * That just means I'm still running this blog, and have plans for it. Though, if you didn't catch that, this blog probably isn't for you anyway... if you want to get things like that in the future, don't be scared away! My pretentiousness has an awkward sleep schedule, so you'll likely only become loosely acquainted with it.     Condensed within this complementary sentence package courtesy of your host, Richard Fairbourn, is a simple road map and teaser of the upcoming projects. *(Q and A Random Reader: Why are there no dates? Richard Fairbourn: This is because