This is different

The UF police department shot a student last week. I was immediately reminded of this, which happened during my first month as a student. As you hopefully don't remember, I took part in the ensuing protests, which I soon realized was an idiotic thing to do. Since then I've been wary of appearing to stand up for crazy jerks or people who just happen to have done crazy, jerky things.

The Sun and the Alligator have provided an overview of last week's incident. To make a long story short, the student had been threatening people and was getting violent, so the police shot him in the head with an assault rifle after other attempts to subdue him failed. I'm not going to pass judgment on this one for fear of coming up on the wrong side of public opinion. I just hope it gets resolved before it can tarnish the value of my yet-to-be-earned degree.

I went in for an eye exam on Monday. I had been scheduled for one over the summer, but I missed it due to my trip to Europe, so I was overdue. The last time I went, the doctor said I was slightly farsighted and wrote me a prescription for glasses in case I felt I would need them. I knew my vision could only get worse, so I wasn't looking forward to this visit.

Imagine my surprise when the doctor said that my farsightedness had corrected itself. Apparently that's possible at my age. Another crisis averted... for now.

For your viewing pleasure, here's the archetypal Academy Award-Winning movie trailer. (Via waxy.org)

I had no idea that our governor was such a jerk. Here's how Charlie Crist deals with atheists. (Via Pharyngula)

Enter a number, and Number Gossip will tell you some fun facts about it. (Via J-Walk Blog)

I don't get e-mail

After spending the weekend at my grandparents' house to celebrate my mom's birthday, I am home. Waiting for me here was a package my friend Natasha sent me for Christmas. It came back to her when she sent it the first time, so she sent it again, and it arrived a couple of weeks ago. She got me some cool Vancouver 2010 swag (a sweater and a planner), some of her favorite pens, and some notebooks reppin' her college. It's too bad that they came so late, but I'm glad they didn't get lost in the mail.

Speaking of things getting lost in the mail, my current e-mail setup is not working, and I'm tired of it.

My personal e-mail account is one that I've been using for about 10 years now. Last year (actually, two years ago... jeez, it seems like last year), I had e-mail forwarding set up at my web host so that I could have a permanent and easy-to-remember address at my own domain name. That's all fine and good, but my e-mail provider's spam filters often bounce messages back to my web host, where they're kept in a "spam quarantine" for me to view and delete.

By not checking my spam quarantine religiously, I've missed out on correspondence from long-lost relatives, notifications from web sites, e-mail newsletters, plane ticket receipts that I needed to print out, and more. My e-mail provider thinks all of this is spam (probably in part because it's been forwarded through another server), and I don't have control over their spam filters... even though I'm paying $20 a year for their service. It's time for change.

I'd like to switch to an e-mail provider that meets the following requirements:

• I must be able to use my domain name with their service.
• Spam filtering must be very accurate, or I must be able to fine-tune it (or turn it off altogether).
• Must be cheaper than my current e-mail and forwarding costs of about $27 per year.
• Must have a POP server. (I prefer it to IMAP. I know, I'm a weirdo.)
• Not Google. (They already know what I search for; that's enough for them.)
• Not Microsoft. (I'm basically against everything they stand for.)
• Not my ISP. (I travel back and forth between home and school, ISPs get swallowed up by bigger ISPs, etc.)

I've come across a service that fits all of these requirements: it's Lavabit, which I think I had previously heard of (it used to be called Nerdshack). It was founded as a reaction to Google including targeted advertisements in Gmail. Or, as they put it on their history page, they "felt it was possible to create an e-mail service that was fast, reliable, feature rich and didn't achieve profitability by prostituting its user base to marketers." Their freedom-loving, no-nonsense philosophy is similar to my web host's. I like it.

Other perks are that they have an SMTP server; allow SSL connections to their POP, IMAP, and SMTP servers, as well as their webmail interface; and encrypt your e-mail on their servers if you have a paid account. I would have to have a paid account; they said I would have to have a $16/year personal account or a business account if I wanted to use my own domain name with their service. It's more than I'd like to pay, but it's less than I'm paying now.

I've been researching them online, and there are some criticisms of their service. Some people claimed that their support was limited. I can live with that, I guess. I think the benefits outweigh the costs. Has anyone else used their service? I'd be interested in hearing what people think. Unless somebody has a better suggestion, I'll probably sign up with Lavabit in a few days.

What do blind people see? The answer is more complicated than you might think, and there's hope for people with certain types of blindness. (Via The Presurfer)

In the past, I've considered using Amazon's online music store, but their downloader (which is required to get discounts on buying whole albums) is not free software. Now there's pymazon, a free replacement, so I might reconsider.

Back in the day, Soviet scientists tried to domesticate foxes. After 10 generations, the foxes were not only completely docile but also had colorings not seen in the wild. Humans may have domesticated dogs just as quickly.

Freein' them PCs

This week, I helped install antivirus and free software for students as part of Florida Free Culture's semiannual Free Your PC event. We got an unusual amount of journalistic attention and, despite that, an unusually low turnout.

We usually pick three consecutive days for Free Your PC, but there was a scheduling conflict, so we picked Monday, Tuesday, and today. On Tuesday, a guy who I think was from the Alligator asked Mark and me some questions about our club and what we were doing. (They haven't published an article about us, but if they do, it will probably be tomorrow.) Today, my friend Roxy, a journalism student, came to interview some of our members for an assignment, and I think at least one other journalism student did as well.

Also, both Tuesday and today, a photographer from the university's news bureau, which I had never heard of, came around to take lots of pictures of us helping out with people's computers. He said that one of his photos would end up on their web site with an informative caption. He was also interested in the club; he spent some time checking out our swag and asking questions. And, sure enough, I'm in today's photo of the day.

The first day is always the slowest because that's when people see the event going on and make a mental note to bring their computers the next day. On Monday, I think we maybe got one person during the four hours that we were out there. Tuesday was better. I expected us to be slammed on Thursday due to that article that hasn't been published yet, but it hadn't been published yet. Also, it was very cold today, and it's almost spring break. That could be why not as many people came out.

For this Free Your PC, I continued a tradition that I started last semester by making a CD of some of my favorite Creative Commons-licensed music. I think I burned 12 or 14 discs, and we gave out most of them. In case you're interested, here are the track listings and download links for both CDs.

Well, it's almost spring break. I'll be home soon, and then I get a week to max 'n' relax.

Really amazing statistics in video form: The State of the Internet. (Via Lifehacker)

The New York Times has an article on how Restaurants Use Menu Psychology to Entice Diners Trick You Into Buying Tons of Crap Food That You Otherwise Wouldn't Want. (Via Lifehacker)

Finally, more statistics and a vaguely spring-break-themed link: it's an infographic that's basically about how dumb we college students all are and how much money we're wasting going to college.

#9 for the month

It's time for another privileged look into my strange, strange music collection.

I typically have Rhythmbox sort my songs in alphabetical order by title, and I've noticed some pairs of songs that have exactly the same titles. Out of 2,493 songs, there are 21 duplicates, which is more than I expected. (I didn't count different versions of the same song.) As you might expect, the titles are pretty generic. You probably haven't heard of all of the artists.

• "Because" (The Beatles, Dave Clark Five)
• "Changes" (Bridget Kelly, David Bowie)
• "Free" (Dubious Quip, Hobo Twang)
• "Goodbye" (Hootie and the Blowfish, Sean Fournier)
• "Holiday" (Persson, Weezer)
• "How Long" (Allison Crowe, Ringo Starr and His All-Starr Band)
• "Intro" (Ampiphy, WhiteRoom)
• "It's a Beautiful Day" (MoOt, Persson)
• "It's Over" (Harbinger, Persson)
• "I Want You" (Marvin Gaye, Savage Garden)
• "Learn to Fly" (Josh Woodward, Foo Fighters)
• "Like This" (Girl Talk, STEEP)
• "Low" (Coldplay, Silence Is Sexy)
• "Mary Jane" (Alanis Morisette, Fatblueman)
• "My Love" (Petula Clark, Junior Walker)
• "Solar System" (Depressive Art, Jamison Young)
• "Talk" (Coldplay, Silence Is Sexy)
• "What's Going On" (Blind Mr. Jones, Marvin Gaye)
• "White Moon" (The Dada Weatherman, The White Stripes)
• "Woman" (John Lennon, Peter and Gordon)
• "You Can Have It All" (Yo La Tengo, Kaiser Chiefs)

Additionally, I have a couple of threebies (triplicates?):

• "Time" (Hootie and the Blowfish, Persson, Pink Floyd)
• "Wake Up" (Alanis Morissette, Josh Woodward, Smoke Fish)

If you have some time to kill, this may be fun to check out. How many duplicates do you have? Do you have more than three completely different songs with the exactly the same title? (My predictions: no one will answer, or people will include similar but not identical titles. Prove me wrong!)

And, while we're at it, here's some Ask Jordon.

Kate: What do you think about vegetarianism? Could you give up eating meat for some reason (and what could be this reason)?

I don't mind if other people are vegetarians, but I don't want it forced on me by anyone. Let me eat whatever I want, and I'll let you do the same. I don't care if the animals are mistreated or anything like that. If other people do care, then good for them, but I'm more concerned with human welfare.

I would give up eating meat if my life depended on it, but I can't imagine a situation in which that would happen.

From the American Museum of Natural History: a video that zooms out from the surface of the earth to the edges of The Known Universe. Watch it in HD! (Via Pharyngula)

A voice actor does a really good impression of Morgan Freeman: Morgan Freeman Talks About... Toilet Paper.

It happens to the best of us: Why It's Better to Pretend You Don't Know Anything About Computers. (Via Lifehacker)

Kate's visit, part two

Let's continue this story.

Sunday, January 10, got off to a slow start. I hadn't been online much in the past few days, so I was surprised to hear that Ocala and other relatively nearby cities had recorded snow. Gainesville didn't get so much as a flake.

On my list of places to visit was the Florida Museum of Natural History, located next to the Harn Museum of Art, where we had gone the day before. This time, we made it a group thing, with Andy's dad driving Kate, Andy, and me to the museum.

I had been looking forward to seeing the museum's butterfly garden, which is probably the star attraction of the whole place. I hadn't been there since 2005, before I even considered enrolling at UF. I remember my first visit fondly, but apparently I didn't actually like it that much. I noted at the time that I

could see butterflies flying around everywhere and stuff. Some were small, some were big, some were bright, dark, old, young, whatever. But there were a whole lot of them. I wasn't at ease with the whole situation. Butterflies and colleges scare me.

This time, the weather meant that our trip to the butterfly garden was kind of a bust. The plants were all covered up due to the cold. Also, the butterflies were going into quasi-hibernation, said a random worker who was so bored that she decided to act as a tour guide for us. They were just lying around on the ground. She would pick one up and open its wings to show us, but some of them broke when she did that. They were dead.

To make up for the freezing-cold walk through the covered garden with dead butterflies lyin' all over the place, they let us go into the Rearing Lab, where the butterflies (and moths, to be politically correct) are reared. It was there we encountered the mighty Atlas moth, the world's largest. I remembered seeing one during my last visit, but I think it was a specimen. In the lab, there were a few just hanging out, and one was flying around. You could hear its wings flap. It was intense.

One of the guys at the rearing lab gave us some fun behind-the-scenes facts. He said they were keeping a lot of the butterflies and moths in the lab instead of letting them go out into the butterfly garden, where they might freeze to death. In lieu of fruit, many of them fed on sugar from Q-Tips soaked in—what else?—Gatorade.

After going to the museum, Andy's dad treated us to dinner at Olive Garden. Kate seemed to like it, so that was good. I think it was a lot of food for her, so she took her leftovers home and I helped her finish them later.

The next day was Monday. Kate wasn't ready by the time I had to go to work, so she decided to stay behind and meet me on campus for lunch. When lunchtime rolled around, she said she wouldn't be able to make it (I think she was catching up on sleep), so she agreed to meet me when I got off of work. That would have been all fine and good, except I had to stay late because I'd just received the files for the new Multicultural and Diversity Affairs web site, and they had to go up that day.

So Kate met me at work while I was working late and got to see some of the typical things I do. She works with databases and programming and stuff like that, so it wasn't unfamiliar to her. I was worried that she would be bored though, so we looked up things to do. It turned out that they were going to screen The Invention of Lying at the student union, so we decided to go to that. On the way there, I called my friend Natasha to wish her a happy birthday.

I liked the movie, and so did Kate. After that, she got an ice cream cone, and I helped her eat it while we were waiting for the bus home.

Kate actually posted this link on my Facebook page a while back. It's a quiz called "Can You Guess Where My Accent Is From?" See if you can beat my score of 23.

Here's a CPU-hungry but cool Flash animation about planetary orbits. (Via The Presurfer)

How to Buy A Space Shuttle With Duct Tape

I'll be back to a regular posting schedule soon, but in the meantime, here's another guest post from Peter Hurford. Are my "Links At The End of the Post"^TM really that famous?

It's me again; the Greatplay.net Peter Guy. Jordon is busy "entertaining" -- whatever that might mean -- so he told me specifically to, and I quote, "[f]eel free to be TWoS's first repeat guest poster." So, while Jordon may be coming back on Tuesday, I can sneak this guest post in before he gets back.

But what should I blog about? I warn you that it's very dangerous to blog without "A Concrete Idea"^TM beforehand. Otherwise you end up with rambly posts like this one, instead of cool things like Monkeys on Typewriters.

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So, instead I'm going to tell you a little story. Here you go:

How to Buy A Space Shuttle With Duct Tape
by Peter Hurford

First, head down to your basement and into your time machine. The reason the time machine exists in your basement will be explained later -- you should not actually need a time machine to complete this journey. You only need Duct Tape.

Operate your time machine and travel into the future until you get to an era where time machines have been invented. Use your $1 million to buy your own time machine. Send this time machine back in time to your basement, present day. This accounts for the time machine in the previous paragraph. Like the time machine, the $1 million will be explained later, and are not needed to start the journey.

After you have your time machine, go back in time to 1920 and open a bank account. Find someone and offer to trade your duct tape for a penny. They will definitely accept, as duct tape had not yet been invented, and thus is an unseen wonder. Deposit your penny into an account with 3% interest, compounded annually. By the time you get back to 2010, you should end up with $0.14 in 1920s money, which, due to interest, is now worth $1.44. Offer to buy money dated before 1920 on ebay, using your new $1.44.

Now that you have $1.44 in 1920s money, go back in time and redeposit that in your account along with the penny you found on the ground. Going back to 2010, you should now have $167.39, with interest and adjusted for inflation. You will have to repeat this process two more times to get $1 million -- specifically, you'd have $3,610,088.83. You can then use to buy the time machine in the second paragraph, which will account for the time machine in your basement in the first paragraph.

NASA says that a space shuttle costs about $1.7 billion. Assuming the time machine costs $1 million, you should have $2,610,088.83 left over. Going back and forth between 1920 and 2010, starting with $2,610,088.83, you should need to make two trips to get $1.7 billion -- specifically, you'd have $56,291,504,222.13.

So buy the space shuttle. You lose your duct tape in the process, but you get a space shuttle, and you should have enough money left over to launch it. If not, one more trip with your remaining $54.6 billion should net you an additional $7.9 trillion.

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Since this is the website that requires "Links At The End of the Post"^TM, here's the compounding interest calculator and the inflation calculator I used for the math in my story.

If Jordon were writing this post, he probably would have linked to stuff off of The J-Walk Blog. The comparison of the Big Mac and Burger King Burger seems interesting, seeing if that commercial is really true. And here's a picture of the world's tallest man and the world's smallest man.

If I were writing for the World of Stuff, my go-to link site would probably be Digg -- today there's this picture of a door, this failure at the FBI, this retrospective about buying drinks for girls at a bar, and how to spot bogus user reviews.

Well, with that, I'm off.

See you around, stuffers!

Reunion

During my trip to Europe over the summer, I visited my friend Laura, whom I hadn't seen since we were 8. She had moved to Spain and had never come back, as far as I knew. Actually, she did go back every few years to be with some of her family members, but I had never known. She even visited some of her friends from our school one time; she showed me the pictures. She also said she'd be visiting the States again in December, so I knew we had to meet up then.

So during our winter break, my (our) friend Kevin pulled the strings, and we all met in Miami Beach on Sunday along with my sister, who never knew Laura very well, but none of us thought that was a problem. We met in the afternoon and walked around the city for hours, checking out the sights and shops. We also had dinner at a Japanese restaurant, so that was cool. It was a good chance for all of us to reminisce about our school days together.

Eventually, it was late. After a run to McDonald's for dessert, Laura had to go, and we were all tired from walking so much. Although we had fun, we had to say our goodbyes, hoping that it wouldn't be another 12 years before we all got together again.

In the interest of tying loose ends, this was one of the Europe '09 followups I mentioned, in case you were wondering. The other was the announcement of my East Coast road trip since it would be sort of a sequel. You know, if my life were a movie or something.

As I mentioned previously, I got a new phone for Christmas. I'd been using a Nokia 6030, which wasn't cutting-edge even when I got it three years ago. Now I've been giving my LG Xenon (warning: the web site is ridiculous) a try. There are some things about it that I don't quite like, but I'll have to get used to them (or go back to using my old phone):

• There's a semi-secret option to turn off 3G service, which in turn saves battery life. However, phone defaults to using 3G the next time it's turned on, so it's kind of pointless unless you have your phone on all the time (which I don't).
• It's not possible to set a default ring volume. If you switch to silent or vibrate mode and then back, the ring volume is set to 0.
• After adding all of my contacts and deleting some old ones, I noticed that some contacts I didn't delete were gone and some that I did delete were not gone.
• My old phone would last over a week between charges; this one seems to last about half as long.

I'll probably get used to those things, though. I do like that the phone has a keyboard and a touch screen, both of which are new to me. It also saves outgoing text messages, which is something I couldn't get my old phone to do.

See the winning entry from Discover Magazine's Evolution in Two Minutes or Less video contest. It's really cheesy. You can watch some other finalists too. (Via Pharyngula)

More zany mugshots: The 30 Most Memorable Mug Shots of 2009. (Via The Presurfer)

Panoramic Europe / America '10

During my European adventure this summer, I took a lot of panoramic photos. Well, I took the individual photos that I would later stitch into panoramas once I got back home. And once I got back home, I did just that. Then I posted them on Facebook, which didn't really do them justice because they were all resized to be all tiny-like. I'd been meaning to post full-size versions of the best ones here on The World of Stuff, so I've done that now. Enjoy Panoramic Europe!

The summer of '08 consisted mainly of me hanging out and throwing around baseballs with some of my friends, but that's not to say we didn't have big plans. My friend Nick, a history buff, floated around the idea of going on a road trip to see some Civil War battlefields, possibly the next summer, but that didn't materialize.

Now, it's official. Nick, Mike, and TJ asked me if I wanted to go with them on a two-week road trip in June 2010. They plan to visit Atlanta, Washington, New York, Boston, and Gettysburg. It won't be all battlefields, as I could have guessed. Nick and TJ plan to go to a pizza restaurant near Atlanta to see if they can eat an 11-pound pizza in an hour. And I'm sure that won't be the only crazy hap to happen.

I told my parents about the plans, and they didn't say I could go, but they also didn't say I couldn't go. I figure that if they let me go to Europe for two months with people they didn't know, they'll let me go up north for two weeks with people they do know. Ah, to be trusted. It is good.

It might sound strange that I want to go on this trip because I just said that I don't have enough money to go on another trip to Europe. But the projected cost for next summer's road trip is much less than what I spent on plane and train tickets before setting foot in the airport in May. We're talking apples and oranges here. Well, more like apples and... tiny apples.

Inevitable misreading: "Panoramic Europe-America '10?" I put spaces around the slash for a reason. No excuses.

Here's a video showing Every Nickelback Wikipedia Page Vandalism Ever. Warning: there's Nickelback music, so turn your sound off. (Via waxy.org)

This would be fun to try if I were good at making stuff: Secret Knock Detecting Door Lock. (Via Lifehacker)

Things I'm thankful for

I have a roof over my head. I have shoes on my feet. I have plenty of clothes. I'm not starving. I'm in good health. I've never broken any bones. I've never had the measles, polio, or rubella. I've never gotten the flu.

I've gone to decent schools, where I've gotten a good education. I have a great job to pay for my schooling, with the help of scholarships and my parents. In fact, I'm in the black.

I had wonderful experiences in Europe this summer. I got to bond with my travel buddy, and with Esperanto, I met family members I otherwise wouldn't have known about and made a lot of new friends. And I didn't get robbed.

There are a lot of things I don't have to worry about. They make the things I do worry about seem trivial by comparison.

When I had to reinstall my operating system, it went pretty smoothly. My bus ride to and from campus isn't too long. I don't have a lab this semester, and I have no classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I've managed to control my weight. This blog seems to have quite a few readers now. And I have a pool at home.

I have good friends, people I can talk to about anything. You know who you are. I have a good family; they're always there for me. My parents aren't divorced, and no one in my family is mentally unstable. And I'm enjoying the company of my family today.

I guess I have it better than most people, and that is something to be thankful for. Happy Thanksgiving, everybody!

And now, some useful graphs, both via waxy.org:

How safe is the HPV vaccine Gardasil? Is it as dangerous as the disease it aims to prevent? Find out.

The Billion Dollar Gram: It's hard to visualize billions of dollars, so this graph compares some billion- and trillion-dollar values that are often bandied about.

Playing Russian roulette with the Black Jack Taco?

Recently, I was enjoying lunch at Taco Bell with a friend when she pointed out that the food I was eating wasn't particularly healthy. Normally, that wouldn't put me off too much—I knew where we were, after all—but I heard her out.

I was eating the new Black Jack Taco, which is a standard taco but with pepper jack sauce and a black (or very dark blue) shell. She said that there must have been a lot of food coloring in the shell and that it was carcinogenic—as in, cancer-causing.

Pish-posh, I said. It wasn't like I was eating a lot of them. I had only had this exotic taco a few times.

It didn't matter, she said. Even if you've only had it once, you're not off the hook. If you're unlucky, you could end up getting cancer from one drag of a cigarette, a single sunburn—or, apparently, a black taco.

Could it be true? And if so, how could the FDA allow such a thing?

I decided to find out what kind of dye was used in the Black Jack Taco and whether it was dangerous at all. But Taco Bell apparently had other ideas. Their list of ingredients of ingredients only mentions regular taco shells, not the dyes they use for some menu items:

Corn, Vegetable Oil (May Contain One Or All Of The Following: Soybean, Corn, Or Cottonseed Oil), Oat Fiber, TBHQ (Used As A Preservative).

A handy tooltip reveals that TBHQ is tertiary butylhydroquinone, but you probably knew that already. Wikipedia says it in fact may cause cancer in large amounts, but that wasn't what I was trying to find out here.

Their Black Jack Taco page isn't helpful either; it just gives nutrition facts and allergen information. (The taco doesn't contain wheat. Yay?) Google searches turn up nothing but puzzled reviews and people saying, "It's dye, right?"

I guess there's no way to know what sort of food coloring is used without asking Taco Bell themselves. I could try, but it would probably be off the menu by the time they got back to me. In fact, it might already be off the menu now. Their special offers don't stick around very long.

As for my lunch: I finished the Black Jack Taco without much hesitation, but I haven't touched one since.

And now, the links:

Clips from one episode of The Jay Leno Show raise the question: Is Jay Leno a corporate shill? (Via waxy.org)

Yet another interpretation of the Super Mario Bros. theme music, this time by a band called Gameboys. It's very well done! (Via waxy.org)