3AM, 6AM, doesn’t matter. It’s too early. Gotta get up. Outta bed now. Zombies look better. Get that coffee. Focus on something. Distraction from sleep. Get some food. Still groggy. That drive’ll suck. How’s the weather? It’s cold out. Warm in bed. Still gotta go. Can’t use sick leave right now. Just get going. Gotta dress nicely. Gotta look presentable. “Where’s my purse?” Warm up the car. Now I’m late. Today’s gonna be a grind.
“It’s the Kajas Talk Show with special guest: The Orthographimancer!” The camera panned over the bustling audience, all wearing glowing green control collars, to the gray stage. Between a slightly crazed host sitting behind a keyboard-esque desk on one side, and two security guards standing on the other, sat a woman in a little dress of red leather confident in her domination of the world. “S-so, The Kapital wants to know; why’d you do it?”
Nature unites us, even in the digital age. Natural events like 2017’s solar eclipse may occasionally remind us that there are more important events out there than the technological trivialities that we’ve accidentally become addicted to as technojunkie zombies. We will probably still process this information through digital lenses, either through photography or interacting with others abroad, though is that really that bad? Shouldn’t we embrace tools that enable us to experience life more vivaciously?
There was a sigh of relief as the computer photographed below worked once again. That is the single most significant memory I treasure most throughout the rough battle that is my career. Moments like that carry me through the stresses of things going wrong, embarrassing myself, general failures, and those moments of self doubt where I really screwed up. When you help others and hear those sighs of relief, treasure them! While not a superhero…
When the blindfolds were removed, the first things we saw were: “I must type for my life.” We were shackled and wore oppressive green collars. An imposing figure dominated a large screen, with matching red-suited guards holding odd guns on either side, and an equally large keyboard table in front of us. Kiki was scared, but held her composure. The looming figure’s voice boomed out: “Welcome! Step forward. You must type these words to survive!”
When I attach myself to a new project, be it any paid contract or any work really, I tend to idly brainstorm all these fanciful ideas to improve these projects. I’m better now about not overstepping my boundaries. Since joining the Keyboard Kommander team, I’ve used some idle mental resource time to imagine: what would my ideal typing game include? What could be helpful for humanity? What would make it more than just distracting entertainment?
Effective July 23rd 2017, Washington state will pass the tentatively-titled Driving Under The Influence of Electronics Act. This act broadly prohibits distracted driving. While smartphone usage is the primary aim, a “Dangerously Distracted” clause prohibits non-electronic distracting behavior including reading or grooming, and applies to most situations. Taking photos at stoplights, as shown below, will be fined $136, considered moving violations, and reported to the driver’s insurance company. In my opinion, sacrificing shots like this is good!
This series, examining the roots of everyday situations called Applied Psychology, arose from my nickname for the technical support field. We signed up for the idea of working on computers. What most didn’t realize was that it’s all, and not mostly, about working on the people that use these computers. We’re like casual psychologists, fixing behavior problems before addressing the technical side of the issue. Let’s muse on some ideas for resolving minor nontechnical anxieties.
Even when we know our successes are completely based on the effort we give, and we fully understand the fragility of life, there are still days and moments where it’s difficult to put in the work. We get sick, tired, and lazy. It is easier to idle. That’s when I think about how wasted time ends up disappearing forever and writing during those moments where I’ve felt unmotivated have led to some really inspirational stuff.
Most people meditate to clear their minds of thoughts. I meditate to defragment the thoughts in my mind that chatter. I organize the idle ideas that linger loudly. Float tanks are specialized daydreaming spots for me, like the Hyperbolic Time Chamber in Dragon Ball Z, because that hour or four you’ve booked is reserved for you tending to your thoughts. Sensory deprivation chambers can be overwhelming if you’re not fully ready to declutter your mind.