January 07, 2006

I Know I'm a Crazy Man, That's Not the Point

I don't need a hobby. I have plenty of hobbies. I need something to take up all of this extra processing power in my brain. My mind fills itself with useless things if I don't have something requiring all of my brain power, such as this:

Click the graph to see it in it's full glory.

Totally worthless. You know what this graph shows? You don't, of course, because I didn't label it, because I wasn't intending on sharing it with anyone. It's a graph of three series of 50 games of Vegas style solitaire. Yes my good friends, 150 total games of solitaire.

I don't play solitaire for the game, I play it for the graphs that I can create because of it. The game is a side effect. The game is worthless. I want the data. I don't care that I "lost" about $2000 playing this game, it doesn't matter. All that matters to me is that I have a pretty graph, and a table with lots of data.

There really must be some way to put this insatiable drive for data to work, some way to make money off of this. I can't just sit here and collect worthless data for the rest of my life.

You should see the spreadsheets that I have, the graphs that I've made. I'm sure it would remind you of the scene in A Beautiful Mind, where we go out into the woods and find the crazy man's shed with all the crazy paper stuck to the walls. Yeah, I have all of that, it's just tucked neatly away into a folder on my computer.


At 9:45 AM, MOM said...

This is not unusual for a person who spends 24/7 dealing with small humans.

The brain is looking for something that is adult and detailed and seemiingly important.

It needs to think of something other then the basic needs of food, sleep, potty, food, sleep, potty, food sleep pttpoy,,k fodo fleep,jsdhjf....to keep it from melting down.

I just had a relaps, sorry.

It is a good sign. Keep up the good work!

At 10:51 AM, Jeremiah said...

Wow, that's one of the coolest comments ever. Wit is awesome.

I'd love to take this excuse, but actually, I've been doing this for years. I still have some spreadsheets from college, and high school...

I remember creating a giagantic spreadsheet on the Commedor 64 down in the basement. It was too big for the tiny processor, and whenever a change was made the computer would have to think about it for long minutes.


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