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Farm Holidays

Tuesday, September 20th, 2016

When we were kids, we spent a few vacations on farms. We called them ‘farm holidays’ and they are a fond – if fading – memory of my childhood.

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I seem to recall we did this at least three times, maybe more. I was probably under 10 at the time, and I’m sure the holidays occurred in the summer (around January) when school was out. We’d all pile into the car with supplies and drive what seemed like forever until we arrived, then spend a while (a week?) living on the farm, seeing how it worked and using it as a base for day trips.

I think the destinations were country New South Wales, Locations like Kempsey and Tamworth spring to mind, but maybe they were just towns we drove through on the way. The drives themselves were exciting, as Bernard and I would play games in the back seat and we’d often stop for lollies in small towns or at petrol stations. I recall getting a few smurfs at BP on one of these drives, which would date it to about 1980.

I think it was the earliest farm we stayed at that had pigs and a large homestead shaded by gum trees. I recall sleeping in a bunk bed in a room without any glass in the windows (just screens for insects). There was a massive storm one night and I was scared of the lightning! I rode on a tractor with a farmer as he did some chores, playing with pigs and horses, and ate sausages almost every meal.

We also visited a wheat farm. The fields seemed to go forever, and during that stay I went with some older boys while they hunted rabbits with a bow in a nearby grove (they never hit any). I desperately wanted to shoot the bow myself but didn’t have the strength to pull it back. My memories of this place are very dim. I don’t recall exactly where we stayed or for how long. Maybe it wasn’t an actual holiday but we were just visiting someone? Mostly I can just remember the wheat fields.

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There was also one time we took out cat Louis with us! He was free in the car as we drove, but mostly sat in the back window behind Bernard and I. We stayed in an old homestead on a hill that time, and a river wound around. Louis had the range of the house and I think we even let him outside! I don’t really remember much farming at that stay; maybe mum and dad just rented the house like a sort of early outback Airbnb. This place came with a little boat we used to take out onto the river, and I can remember long hours playing on the water even amidst the threat of horse flies. I think we did fireworks there as well, which confuses me since it wouldn’t have been cracker night.

I think it was on that trip that I saw a kangaroo out the window of the house and ran outside to find it but it had already gone. I think it was also that trip I collected grasshoppers in my Bug Catcher and released them in the house 🙂

I can recall getting sick enough on one of these trips that I was taken to hospital, although that may have been when we visited Canberra in the late 70s. I can vividly recall one time staying in a motel (again, on the way or way back) that had an arcade and Bernard and I spent time playing Tempest and Galaxian while mum and dad went to the bar! That would have dated it to about 1981. I think we ate chinese at a restaurant at that motel, which seems unremarkable now but was quite an event for us in those years.

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All these are fleeting memories, or possibly bits and pieces of different memories arranged incorrectly. Given how little I recall I have a profound fondness for these holidays. No-one else I knew used to do this (they’d go placed like Queensland or New Zealand) and I felt special as a result. I’m sure cost was one reason our family did such holidays, but maybe mum and dad just had the foresight to know that staying on a farm would be more of an adventure for boys of our age.

I did some research and this type of vacation is still very much in existence. They are called ‘Farm Stays’ now, and there are many websites catering to people interested in booking farmhouses or even staying on working farms. It’s nice to know families today can still have the same type of holiday we had over 35 years ago.

Bernard and I have booked out next Australian trip, and it will include a lazy drive from Queensland to Newcastle down the NSW coast. I suspect some of the places we drive through – Grafton, Taree, Kempsey – may hold long-forgotten memories of my youth. Maybe during that drive some of it will come back to me…

Wildlife XV: The Shining

Tuesday, August 16th, 2016

I left the wildlife camera out while we were away. It captured the usual suspects (squirrels, deer and birds) but also some of the rarer visitors to our yard. In total there were over 300 photos taken, almost every one of which featured an animal of some sort.

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I’ll confess I didn’t put much thought into placement, and am quite surprised it didn’t fall over while we were away (I half-leaned it against the house). The above shows what you’re looking at, since many of the following shots are at night.

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Two different unknown cats. There were many shots of the fluffier one in particular, suggesting that s/he looks into the french doors to peep inside our house. My guess is Emi and Yoss know about this cat (and vice versa) because they spend time every night downstairs looking outside.

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One of many opossum shots. In fact there were probably more opossum photos in this one period than in every previous use of the camera combined! He’s no stranger to our patio!

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A big raccoon, exiting stage left! He was only in this one frame, which suggests he was moving quite quickly. While I’ve captured raccoons before on the camera (including on video), I’ve not yet seen one with my own eyes.

Speaking of raccoons…

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These actually appear to be two baby raccoons! While they were in several shots, they never got close enough to the camera for a very clear photo, and this is the best there was. But they are obviously smaller than the guy above and appear darker-furred. That and the little stripey tails tell me they may be babies! What do you think?

Lastly I’ll leave with the guy that just had to be the center of attention:

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The $13 Gamble

Tuesday, June 14th, 2016

I bought this the other day:

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It’s one booster from the brand new Magic expansion, and it cost me $13. That’s right, thirteen dollars! This is by far the most I’ve ever paid for a booster, so you’d imagine it would be worth it correct? Every card is a reprint, and the set is known to contain a few highly sought after cards. Let’s see what was inside my pack…

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There are the commons, a mixed bunch to be sure. Few of them are playable, even fewer have a spot in any of my decks. Even better/worse: those that do I already own. In fact I already own multiple copies of all of these. So for me, the above cards are essentially worthless.

But what are they actually worth? Let’s use the Star City prices (a popular MTG reseller) and add them all up. Going through their list, 7 of my commons sell for $0.15, two for $0.49 (the mongoose and drake) and one for $0.99 (Kird Ape). That’s a total of $3.02 in commons if bought separately.

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These were the uncommons. Again, disappointing in that none are attractive to me (or my decks) and I already own multiple copies of each. In the order of the photograph, the values from Star City of the above three cards is $0.25 + $1.49 + $0.25 which sums to $1.99.

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That’s a decent card and is playable, but it’s not flashy or exciting in any way. And you guessed it: I already owned one. Even before checking the price online I knew it would be a ‘dollar rare’. I was wrong: Star City sells it for $0.69. It’s one of the lowest valued rares in the set.

So it’s not looking good: The ‘value’ of the cards in my pack if bought separately is only $5.70. And that’s assuming I even would buy them (which I wouldn’t). Looks like this gamble didn’t pay off so far.

But what about the other two cards?

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There they are: a foil common and a soldier token. The Screeching Skaab foil sells for a quarter; the soldier isn’t even listed (but is worth maybe $0.10). So no last-minute save here folks!

My $13 turned into less than $6 of cards I already had. Needless to say I’ll never buy another booster from this set.

Some of you at this point are wondering why I bought it in the first place. Mostly it is because I buy at least one of every MTG booster, but even then the price didn’t discourage me for two reasons:
1) I like supporting my local game store
2) There are some very sought-after and pricey cards in this set. Had I been lucky to pull a foil Wasteland or Force Of Will I would have ended up with a $200+ card that I could have resold to the store or traded for many other packs 🙂

We Are Providence

Friday, May 13th, 2016

We drove to Providence today, on day one of our little getaway. I’d been considering such a trip for years, but after recently reading the newly reprinted Ramsey Campbell book ‘The Thing In The Lake’ the trigger had been pulled.

It was finally time to pay my respects to Lovecraft. 

 
The first stop was a wonderful store downtown that promotes the memory and legacy of H.P. Lovecraft, an author (mostly) obscure in his life but now recognized as one of the most influential American authors to have ever lived. His contribution to the genres of fantasy and horror can hardly be underestimated, and I’ve been a fan for about 30 years. 

 
The store had some remarkable items, and the lovely proprietress gave us a map of providence with all the Lovecraft sights on it. Afterwards we walked a few minutes to a local library to see this bust (which had been partially funded by Guillermo del Toro): 

 
And then we headed to our primary destination, the Swan Point Cemetary. Specifically this small and somewhat unassuming tombstone: 

 
Lovecraft was poor in his time, and upon his death didn’t even get his own gravestone (the above was erected over 50 years later). Initially he was only on the Phillips tombstone, behind me when I took the above shot. (Yes, I placed the tiny Cthulhu on top, but you can see offerings left by others – including foreign coins.)

Ironically he wrote about this very cemetary in his stories, as he did about many other sights in Ptovidence. He was a somber man, very poor and (as he believed) unsuccessful. If only he could have known how famous he would one day be, and how in a cemetary packed with incredible edifices the one that most people would come to visit was the tiny stone with his name on it.

Mr Lovecraft: your imagination was boundless, your stories timeless and I’ll always be a fan. 

 
It was late in the day when we finally got to our B&B and we’re gobsmacked by how beautiful it is! 

 
That’s the dining room we’ll eat breakfast in tomorrow! Everything in here is beautiful, and it’s probably much fancier than I deserve 🙂 

 
Tomorrow we’re off to the zoo, only a hop and skip from here. Expect photos of animals!

Is This Real Life?

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2016

I watched an extraordinary film recently called Welt am Draht or World On A Wire.

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It’s a 3.5 hour two-part film made for German TV in 1973. It’s beautifully shot and acted, and one of the more watchable films I’ve seen in a long time. To say I enjoyed it greatly would be an understatement, and I believe I would have done so even if it didn’t have such a remarkable story.

Spoiler alert! I’m going to spoil the film now, so skip to after the next image if you want to watch it without knowing what it is about. Note however that the remainder of this blog will deal with the same issues covered by this remarkable film.

The film is about an IBM-like company (named IKZ) which has created a simulation of reality (Simulacron) which contains 9000 individual simulated humans that are used for consumer trend analysis (such as to determine what fashions may be in vogue years later). One of the programmers kills himself under mysterious circumstances after claiming to have learned a terrible secret, and his replacement (Stiller) finds himself in increasingly bizarre situations as he attempts to determine exactly what led to his predecessors suicide.

The truth is – and here’s the big spoiler – that the world of IKZ is itself a simulation, and none of the inhabitants knows. The dead programmer found out, and in time Stiller finds out himself, and races against time (and the clever and subtle changes being made to the world by whoever is simulating it) to somehow find a reason to keep living now that he knows his life is nothing but data in some computer ‘above’ his reality.

As I said, this film was made in 1973. Even more remarkable was that it was based on a novel from 1964. It’s fantastic: watch it.

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Ask yourself: “Am I real, or just a simulation?”

The idea of our reality not being real is hardly new, and for centuries philosophers have debated the nature of reality and whether anything actually exists at all. But in the last few decades the idea that our reality may be a simulation has slowly been gaining some form of credence. This paper in particular, has helped drive the argument. This is not crazy-talk, as recently as a month ago the American Museum of Natural History had a well-attended talk (moderated by Neil deGrasse Tyson) on the topic (only one of the five debaters rejected the possibility).

I’ll skip to the end before I throw out a few considerations: the answer seems to be ‘maybe’. We may one day even be able to prove it is true. In fact it is unlikely – even impossible – that we could ever prove it isn’t true. So we may have to accept the possibility that we are living in a simulation and consider from what effect  – if any – this has on our lives.

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Bostrom’s argument supposes only one of these is true:
1) No civilization ever becomes able to simulate the universe
2) No civilization that can ever does simulate the universe
3) We are living in a simulation

One of the logical conclusions of his argument is that if we fit into one of the above criteria, that one must be true. Right now we’re in catgeory 1, with neither the ability nor the means to simulate reality. And that’s supposing that reality is even calculable, which is a big unknown due to the probabilistic nature of quantum mechanics and the fact we currently don’t know much about things like gravity, and dark matter (ie. fundamental parts of reality).

But humans are smart, and we learn how to build more powerful computers every year. One day, presumably, we may have the means to simulate ourselves, at which point we’ll enter category 2. When we’re at the point where we can simulate reality, will we? It seems to me this is more a sociological question than a scientific one, but I can’t think of many times in the history of humanity where we’ve developed the ability to do something (non destructive) and not done it. So it is at least likely that we will build the simulation and then turn it on.

At which point we must face the fact that if we can simulate reality perfectly, there is no logical argument against us being simulations ourselves. So if we ever get beyond category 2 and create out own reality sim, we are simultaneously proving that we ourselves are simulated.

There are other possible proofs. One idea is that a 3D reality simulation must have some discrete co-ordinate system (x/y/z) which would have an effect on EM wave transmissions and background cosmic radiation. There are claims that evidence to support this has already been found.

A wilder consideration is that the second law of thermodynamics when applied to the closed system that is our universe suggests that disorder should always be increasing. And yet we live in a universe full of order – in fact we see more order than disorder (ie. atoms are arranged in planets and not distributed randomly throughout the universe). This itself has led to endless philosophy (this will bend your mind) but one theory may be that our simulation has been tweaked to accommodate us in (macroscopic) violation of the second law. In other words the simulation agrees entirely with the laws of physics only as far as it must to allow our universe to exist in the first place.

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Going further down the rabbit-hole, the logical question is ‘how’? How would it ever be possible to build or power a computer able to do this, much less code the simulation itself? We can’t know the answers, and if we are simulated likely never will, but from the point of view of a simulation we may create certainly one must ask “Why simulate everything when you can just do one person?”

Consider that for a moment. Maybe reality is not a simulation. Maybe just you are? Maybe just I am. Maybe none of you exist, and the comments you leave on my blog (or texts you send me) were just generated by a computer to make the world I perceive seem real? Maybe everyone I interact with only exists while I interact with them? It may be that reality isn’t simulated, only my reality is? (You may want to read up on the Bishop George Berkley at this point.)

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Which brings me to: If we are simulated, so what? The answer is it doesn’t matter. Assuming the simulators continue to let the simulation play out without interference (or at least tweak the code to hide their interference) then it has no affect on our lives at all. What we don’t – can’t – know won’t hurt us, you could say.

My Dad at this point is thinking another obvious question: who are the simulators? If we are simulations who built the computer and who wrote the code? This is for some an uncomfortable element of the argument, since it blurs the lines between science and faith.

Many years ago in a quantum physics text I read a quote that I will paraphrase here: “Science should be careful of looking too closely else they may find God”. It seems to be this is just as relevant to the simulated reality argument.

(If this topic interests you, you may also want to read about the idea that our universe itself is a computer and another theory explaining the apparent 2nd law violation.)