Stream of Thought, II: Hubris

One may pointedly suggest a train of thought and logicality that close dangerously upon the definition of hubris find themselves contained within the confines of my mind. Indeed, whilst I find my world exceedingly different from that of the general populous, it seems I am never alone, nor will I ever be. The granted is that there is always an equal, or at the very least a similar, that will compliment, enhance, debate, analyze, argue, and conclude with oneself.

What, then, is hubris? What is "excess" of pride to the gate of "arrogance?" This must be some subjective defining, as myself I find to be rather subdued and carefully thought. That said, that care comes across, at times, to be cold and calculated, and at others warm and thoughtful.

Is there a difference in my personality, a split as it were?

There will be no denying that, at times, there are those whose thinking is beneath what I consider commonsensical. However, I am humble enough, I believe, to admit the flaws that exist in any case I may put forth. The latter, though, it seems, happens little, as there is no argument, on my part, to enter wherein my thought is flawed. That is my thinking.

Various things that have fallen on me [in TW]

- Lizard 1: Yaling's A-ma's house in Changhua/彰化
- Water: Many, many air conditioners on the buildings above
- Cockroach 1: In front of a KFC in Banciao/板橋
- Christmas ornament: David's English Center - Tamsui/淡水
- Bamboo pole: The laundry balcony of my apartment level
- A small tree: Somewhere in Yangmingshan/陽明山 as I was walking along a path
- Cockroach 2: Abandoned building in Sanjhih/三芝
- Two flies having sex: An eatery in Sanjhih/三芝
- Suitcases: My room
- Various books on architecture: Eslite Bookstore on Zhongxiao East Rd./忠孝東路的誠品
- Cockroach 3: My apartment building stairwell in Tamsui/淡水
- Lizard 2: During a guided tour in Taidong/臺東
- My scooter: Parking is hard
- A table umbrella: A café in Jhuwei/竹圍
- A child: On the MRT, because he was not stabilizing himself properly
- Teenage Male 1: On the MRT, because he was not stabilizing himself properly
- Teenage Male 2: On the MRT, because he fell asleep and obviously couldn't fall in the other direction
- A gingerbread house: Yuteh Private Bilingual School - Tucheng/土城
- Concert Ad Cutout for Jolin: Electronics section of Carrefour - Tucheng/土城

Parsimony

Par·si·mo·ni·ous (adjective) \pahr-suh-moh-nee-uhs\

1. Frugal to the point of stinginess
2. Restrained

 There is, indeed, a point between being frugal and being stingy—parsimony.

Pigeon

Against popular opinion of these little guys, I think they are cute. This one was resting on the fifth floor of my place of work, today.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Rogers!

You were, and will continue to be for years to come, an inspiration for children and adults alike.

I remember watching Mr. Rogers as a child. Every episode, I looked forward to him feeding his fish, which happen to be my favorite animal (yes, all of them). There was one episode where they made crayons, and I found it so interesting how they were made from wax, molded, wrapped, and boxed. When I was younger, I always wondered why he got to have a trolley in his house, and I remember being disappointed when there was no trolley on the train tracks near my house, but instead a, well, train. His show is, quite possibly, the greatest television show ever to air.

Here's to you, Mr. Rogers! Happy birthday and may you rest in peace, neighbor!

 

PGH MC

You should probably be aware by now that I enjoy Minecraft. I currently play on two servers, a private server and the Vulgar Games server, and look in on my old faction's territory on Massivecraft. Not that I needed another server to play on, but I just found that /u/Linguisthere did a render of Pittsburgh's three rivers and surrounding area! There is talk of a possible server, which would be an insane, but ultimately amazing idea. I'm not sure if rebuilding Pittsburgh would be possible (to scale), but anything is possible!

Just look at that...thing of beauty, isn't it? I can see my house, there! Well, where it would be. How nice would it be wandering around a virtual Pittsburgh that doesn't flood and doesn't have an idiotic road system (well, i guess the road system would be the same, but you would have no idiot drivers!).

Looks good, to me.

Sickness

I'm sick...again...

I'm just sayin', I've never been sick this often in my life. Sure, disorders and whatnot, but head colds and sore throats? I have a one word explanation: kids.

Besides this, life is quite mundane, which I suppose I make that way. Should I choose to, I could have excitement, I could be illin', I could go out and be the catalyst to spark mayhem. Alas, I have doomed myself to a life of English, star-gazing, music acquisition, and "lonesome" hikes. I suppose, though, that this isn't really one of those moments requiring an "alas," seeing as I enjoy those things and want very little else.

This is...sickness thought. The ill chill. The  head cold behold. My under-the-weather pull-it-together. OK...I'll stop.

'night.