Self Good Dynamics
I got a store bought haircut a few days ago at my guy. I suspect I get charged more due to the tail, making my haircuts, technically, “long hair” and the extra hassle that that entails. The hairdresser and I have never explicitly discussed why my haircut costs more (by varying amounts) than the $10 advertised on the sandwich board. Clearly, I’ve fallen into the “…AND UP” category.
Over morning snacks and hot beverages, Nadia noticed the new haircut and declared that it looks good. I said I feel good, which probably contributed to me looking good, which made me feel even more good. Now, this presents a problem: wouldn’t this dynamic eventually spiral out of control in what basically amounts to a perpetual good machine? No, because a perpetual good machine is impossible due to the first of the Three Laws Of Goodynamics (pronounced good-DI-nah-miks. good-ee-NAW-mics, while the more popular pronunciation, is actually incorrect. Good dynamics is something else entirely). The Laws are as follows:
RULE 1: Good can neither be created nor destroyed.
RULE 2: The good of an isolated system not in equilibrium will tend to increase over time, approaching a maximum value at equilibrium. OR: Unless intervened, good spreads out; meaning good goes from high good to low good (remember, there's no such "thing" as bad. Bad is just a lack of good).
RULE 3: Not important. Something about approaching zero good.
RULE 0: Turns out there is a RULE 0. But never mind that. See RULE 3
So I conclude to Nadia that all this goodness will check itself and even-out with the amount of good of my surroundings. The model of looking and feeling good still makes sense. We can go back to eating our croissants.
Nadia enjoys this and says I should make a comic about it. First of all, I don’t know how she has it in her head that I have the capabilities or the will to make a comic about anything, but I thank her for thinking that I could. If I spent my time and energy making shareable and semi-useful things out of every random head twitch I feel like playing with, I suspect I would have fewer things to make and I’d curse the amount of effort it takes to make things that are interesting to other people. Sometimes, it’s good to think just to think.
Although, what is the impetus that stimulates ideas being dealt with and made into something? As opposed to those that just disappear into, or, at least, never escape the internal aether of your own head and speech? Vision? Probably vision.
Jae-Ho
I like to imagine that she meant this:
http://theoatmeal.com/
I forgot to include this line:
“In this house we obey the Laws of Goodynamics!”
The Oatmeal is a worthy art form.
Perhaps, then, it could have been represented as a comic style infographic?
Still could.
Also, I’m not saying you write like David Foster Wallace. But I’m also not saying that you don’t.
https://twitter.com/Robyn_ONeil/status/491823640627798017/photo/1
For years, I never wrote a thing because I can’t hang with the rules of English. But it doesn’t matter here, does it?
You hang with the rules of English. You hang with them like a breaking pitch from one Nolan Ryan. You might live in the corners, but the corners are still in the good part of town.
Speaking of which, when was the last time you listened to Rome?
If I communicate with reasonable accuracy and fascination I’m happy.
I think in the last two to six years I’ve tried listening to Rome about 2-5 times. Basically, the local affiliate keeps messing with the show so I stopped listening. Eventually I got an app for the Calgary affiliate and that was good. Then they quickly started messing with the show. Perhaps messing with the show is a hockey season phenomenon and I should give it another try. Unless they consider this hockey season as well.
Knuckle ball might also work here. I don’t know where it’s going and a good chunk of them end up in the dirt.