Archive for January, 2006

Anagrams of The Dreamers Guild

Friday, January 27th, 2006

The video game company I helped to found around 1990 was called The Dreamers Guild, a name my brother Michael and I came up with. The time I was there (1990–1995) was an amazing experience; the environment was fun and challenging, and the quality of the people who worked there was usually first-rate.

The other day I was discussing anagrams with a colleague, and remembered that for a time we had set scrabble tiles out in the office with the letters “THE DREAMERS GUILD” on them, and enjoyed watching people come up with anagrams, which we recorded on a handy pad of paper. Michael even used them in a wonderful animated credits box of the Mac version of an adventure game we did, Inherit the Earth. As the credits rolled over a spinning globe, the anagram letters would shatter apart and bounce energetically around the window, slowly find their way into one of the anagrams, and then shatter again to reform as the company name. It was mesmerizing.

Joe Pearce, one of my partners at The Dreamers Guild, is now keeper of Inherit the Earth (available for Mac, Windows, and Linux,) and I recently asked him for the list of anagrams from the old Mac version source code. For your amusement, and the enlightenment of generations to come, we now present them here:

  • THE DREAMERS GUILD
  • THE GAMERS DID RULE
  • LURID THREE D GAMES
  • HER STALE DRIED GUM
  • DISREGARD THE MULE
  • RUDE HERMITS GLADE
  • MELTED RADISH URGE
  • DEER RIGHTS MAULED
  • GRIME RULED THE ADS
  • THIS MULE DEGRADER
  • DIG ETHEREAL DRUMS
  • THIS REGARDED MULE
  • MET HIS DRUG DEALER
  • ED GETS LURID HAREM
  • GREED HAS LURED TIM
  • TRADERS DELUGE HIM
  • I DREAD LUTHERS GEM
  • THE DRUG DREAMS LIE
  • DIG HERE MAD RESULT
  • AS TIGER HURDLED ME
  • DRUG DEAL EH MISTER
  • ETHEREAL MUD GRIDS
  • GRIM DEATH RULES ED
  • HER MUDDLE IS GREAT
  • RULE DREAMED SIGHT
  • TIME HER DRUG DEALS
  • HEIL MURDERED STAG
  • THIS RED EAGLE DRUM
  • MERREL HAD GUEST ID
  • GIRD ME THUS LEADER
  • ELMER DID HATE RUGS
  • I DREAM THE RED SLUG
  • LURID HAREM GETS ED
  • SAD TIGER HURLED ME
  • SHRUG A MIDDLE TREE
  • THE DREAM DRUGS LIE
  • THIS RUDE GM LEADER
  • SURGE AT HER MIDDLE
  • MUSE A RED RED LIGHT
  • SHE LURED DIRT MAGE

What Would Jesus Buy?

Friday, January 27th, 2006

Sadly, most of the items listed on this page are real, and many of them are even sincere. I myself have tried Testamints™— and I’m happy to report that I was able to get rid of the scriptural aftertaste with a blast from my handy bottle of Athe-mist™ breath spray.

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A Word on Magic

Thursday, January 26th, 2006

I just purchased a copy of Ray Kurzweil’s book, The Singularity is Near. Kurzweil is a respected futurist who has for quite some time been promoting the idea that not only is technology rapidly changing our lives, but that the rate of change is increasing over time— to the point where in a few decades we will have essentially evolved beyond our current biology and humans as we now know them will cease to be the dominant species. He has dubbed this event the Singularity, and in this book he describes his reasoning in detail.

So, I’m looking forward to reading it; so far I’ve barely scratched the introduction. I just thought I’d relate something amusing. When I unwrapped the book the other day, I grabbed a bookmark from the stack I keep in my desk drawer and went to the restroom to read a few pages. Today I read the following passage:

A word on magic: when I was reading the Tom Swift Jr. books, I was also an avid magician. I enjoyed the delight of my audiences in experiencing apparently impossible transformations of reality. In my teen years, I replaced my parlor magic with technology projects. I discovered that unlike mere tricks, technology does not lose its transcendant power when its secrets are revealed. I am often reminded of Arthur C. Clarke’s third law, that “any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

Consider J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter stories from this perspective. These tales may be imaginary, but they are not unreasonable visions of our world as it will exist only a few decades from now. Essentially all of the Potter “magic” will be realized through the technologies I will explore in this book. Playing Quidditch and transforming people and objects into other forms will be feasible in full-immersion virtual-reality environments, as well as in real reality, using nanoscale devices. More dubious is the time reversal (as described in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban), although serious proposals have even been put forward for accomplishing something along these lines (without giving rise to causality paradoxes), at least for bits of information, which essentially is what we comprise (See the discussion in chapter 3 on the ultimate limits of computation.)

Consider that Harry unleashes his magic by uttering the right incantation. Of course, discovering and applying these incantations are no simple matters. Harry and his colleagues need to get the sequence, procedures, and emphasis exactly correct. That process is precisely our experience with technology. Our incantations are the formulas and algorithms underlying our modern-day magic. With just the right sequence, we can get a computer to read a book out loud, understand human speech, anticipate (and prevent) a heart attack, or predict the movement of a stock-market holding. If an incantation is just slightly off mark, the magic is greatly weakened or does not work at all.

One might object to this metaphor by pointing out that Hogwartian incantations are brief and therefore do not contain much information compared to, say, the code for a modern software program. But the essential methods of modern technology generally share the same brevity. The principles of operation of software advances such as speech recognition can be written in just a few pages of formulas. Often a key advance is a matter of applying a small change to a single formula.

I had just finish reading these words when I noticed the bookmark I had randomly chosen had a gold star on its tassle. Pulling it out I noticed for the first time that it was one given to me as a Father’s Day gift from my wife and son: Harry Potter gazing into the mirror at his parents.

I’ll write more about Kurzweil’s book when I finish it.

Copper

Tuesday, January 24th, 2006

Copper is an amazing, surreal, and simply fun monthly web comic by Kazu Kibuishi. I love reading it to my five year-old, but it also has plenty of elements to engage adult sensibilities. The comic for February just came out, and with it a fascinating photodocumentary on the painstaking process Kazu goes through to produce each month’s Copper.

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I also recommend another of Kazu’s projects: Flight is an ongoing series of short stories in graphic-novel format by a number of notable young comic artists who originally met on the Internet, published in trade paperback form. Each story touches somehow on the theme of flight. Available at your favorite comic shop.

Tales of the Inexpressible

Monday, January 23rd, 2006

Although I’ve never used mind-altering drugs and don’t intend to, the music of Shpongle makes the best case I’ve ever heard for doing so. Tales of the Inexpressible is their second album; an amazing aural journey through hallucination and alternate realities. Combining various electronica styles with many other influences, liquid flute lines, and found recordings, the album stands up to many repeat listenings. And forgive my naivete about the hallucinogenics scene, but thanks to this album, I now know who Terence McKenna was! Available on iTunes and Amazon.

Useful for: meditation, working out, programming, juggling, relaxing, attentive listening

The Revolution of Undoing

Sunday, January 22nd, 2006

The Revolution of Undoing by Elimar, Ghost Money, and Kundalini Flavours is a beautiful album of atmospheric electronic composition I discovered today. Moves smoothly between energetic, arpeggiated pieces with hints of various influences including celtic dulcimers, and slower spacey melodies. Not dance music, but music you’ll probably want to move your body to. Very acoustic sound for an electronic album. Highly recommended. Available on iTunes.

Useful for: meditation, working out, programming, juggling, relaxing, attentive listening.

Burning Man: Hope and Fear

Friday, January 20th, 2006

I am reminded of the time a guy with whom I used to go to church showed up from out of town and wanted to spend some time with me. I hadn’t seen him for years and he owed me money, so I invited him over. Of course, at that time my home was Rubel Castle. After a tour of the castle’s many eclectic, eccentric, and exotic sights, we wound up in The Dungeon, (actually an old citrus cooling cellar) where I had my office. We had a pleasant chat and caught each other up on what we had been doing (he was starting a radio ministry in Las Vegas.) He even presented a check for a tiny fraction of the now quite aged loan. In due time he took his leave.

But the next day he unexpectedly returned and insisted I meet him on the sidewalk outside. As we sat on the curb, he revealed to me that he was afraid I was in the grip of satanic evil, and that God had told him to return to warn me. (The previous evening he confided that God’s voice had been speaking to him inside his head for several years now.) When I asked him to be more specific, he indicated the castle. “Evil?” I said, “The place is the very quintessence of whimsicality! It was built by hundreds of people for the sheer joy of it! How can such a place be evil?” But he was resolute, positive that the castle held a definite malefic aura that evinced itself in everything from the courtyard’s painted plywood cutout in the shape of a dragon (which had been made for a local high school medieval craft fair) to the fact that my office was in a room called The Dungeon (the centerpiece of which is that feared engine of torture, the billiard table.) The conversation didn’t go much farther than that— I thanked him for his concern, told him I disagreed about the evil thing and about my need for repentance, and bid him goodbye.

Back in the present, tickets for Burning Man 2006 went on sale yesterday, and already the two least expensive levels of tickets are sold out. This year’s art festival theme is Hope and Fear: The Future. I have attended Burning Man five times over the past ten years or so, and have had an amazing experience every time. Three of my experiences are written up here, here, and here.

Of course, not everyone who goes has such a great time. Apparently a few go clandestinely, purely to research the manifold evils present there, and returning with their innocence divinely protected, pantingly present their findings to the stupefied masses as if they were stringers for Fodor’s Guide to Hell. (Warning, embedded MIDI and really awful web design.)

Two thoughts strike me when comparing these experiences. First, attitudes like those of the writer above and of my castle-visiting acquaintance are perfect examples of confirmation bias exacerbated by radical fundamentalist thinking. My second, related thought is that all great art is like a mirror of the soul; one looks into it and sees the best and worst inside them: for people with only fear inside them, they look at art and see only that which they fear.

Doonesbury on Creationism

Saturday, January 7th, 2006

via uComics

Book of Ironwolf: The universe does not care about you.

Friday, January 6th, 2006

Ongoing commentary on The Book of Ironwolf

Let’s divide people into two camps. The first camp holds people who think this statement obvious. Congratulations, you people already have wisdom about this. The second camp holds the vast majority, who find this statement terrifying; because it reminds them that not only does the universe not center upon them, but indeed that the universe has no center towards which to send supplications.

Sorry if that seems harsh. But no-one has produced evidence to the contrary. And by “evidence,” I don’t mean “revealed truth,” either through ancient texts or “personal religious experience.” Evidence is verifiable by scientific methods— but enough about science for the moment.

So does an uncaring universe allow for “truths” such as human love, kindness, society, music, a rich fantasy life, great sex, and so on? Though I’ll have much more to say about those sorts of things later, for now I give the simple answer, “Not in and of itself.” But one must face the base facts no matter how harsh, because they form the firmest available foundation on which to build a better world, including your own life. Those that refuse to face such facts build their lives on intellectual vapor.

More Pat Robertson Buffoonery

Thursday, January 5th, 2006

CNN: Pat Robertson suggests God smote Ariel Sharon

Just… what can I say? Pat Robertson is dumber than a nose hair growing out of a camel’s ass.