The One Arm Bandit

I have only just realized how hard it is to do things with one arm. Apparently, once you are hurt unless you are in a plastic bubble you are open for more injury. It could be physical or emotional. Most of the time, it is emotionally where I get injuried repeatedly. Until recently. Unfortunately for me I forgot to wear my “Don’t Touch Me” t-shirt and ended up being punished unintentionally for my forgotton fashion. They didn’t mean to do and felt bad about but it doesn’t change the fact I have been in constant pain for two days. Not to mention doctors are really no help. They just want to drug you up. So, I’ve been trying to do very little with my right arm. But without the help of a maid I can’t cook for myself, wash clothes, nor clean. So, I guess I have to learn to adapt.

Privacy Is For The Dead

Sharing Is Caring

Technology breeds change. Even though things are created to make our lives easier, it allows us the freedom to concentrate on other things. Hopefully the things left open to concentrate on benefit society. However, what if it does benefit society, but it also violates the law. You know a modern day Robin Hood, robbing from the rich to give to the poor.

So, who suffers more – the people who need the “illegal” technology or the people who the law violates. I know copyright laws are in existence to protect the copyright holder, but does copyright also provide a hindrance. Times have changed. We now share information differently, as well as communicate and share thoughts and ideas with people thousand miles away. So, programs were created for people distances apart were able to share the things they liked with the people they liked.

It helped recreate sharing the hottest single with your best friend. However instead of going down the street with the song, you can now send it thousands of miles without stepping one foot outside your door. So, miles apart you and your friend can relive the “good old days” by still sharing your likes and dislikes.

Unfortunately, record companies didn’t get all warm and toasty inside. All they saw was a technology being invented that was losing them revenue. Why allow us to share with our friends when our friends should be paying for the privilege. However, before the digital era, everyone was sharing music without adding revenue to companies. It just wasn’t being transferred digitally over thousands of miles. I can burn a CD of a song and send it a friend via the mail, but I can’t send it digitally.

What makes new technology so enforceable? Is it the traceable breadcrumb trail? Is it the detailed lost revenue trail that computers leave? Is it not realized making digital sharing illegal is hurting them more. By my not sharing things I like with others, how I can I make someone else interested. Potential customers and consumers are being lost. But how can one measure the benefit and/or the lost.

You can’t. However one of the fundamental rules that is being violated we learned in Kindergarten – Sharing Is Caring.

More Hours Needed

It’s no fun trying to handle a full time class schedule, a grad assistantship, and a full time work schedule while feeling like crap.  I wish I could add more hours into my day just to get the little things done, but it’s impossible.

So, the only question there really is what must be sacrificed.  When I figure it out, I’ll let you know.  For know, I’ll try my best to fit everything in.

However, I can’t wait for Winter Break!! 

Such Is Life

I thought I was crazy enough to want to become a fulltime student, as well as a full time employee.  Apparently, I must be.  My life experiences these past two months have been enough to make any sane person crazy.  So, I guess it was a good thing that I was already “mad” because I didn’t have far to go. 

As, terrible things happen to me I get more out of life.  Sometimes I get too much, but at least I learn something.  Not only I’m I learning the strength of my character, I’m also learning about the characters of others.  In a perfect world, I probably would have not noticed these traits in people I encountered. 

 So, not only am I blessed to have strength of character, but I’m also blessed to be alive.