Pete's Log: Pete, destroyer of dreams
Entry #986, (Life in General)(posted when I was 22 years old.)
They should call me "Pete, destroyer of dreams" ... and the weapon I use to destroy dreams? Math. It seems to me the hopes and dreams of many people are possible only because they didn't work through the math. This is why casinos and lotteries make money. There's also the flipside to this, something the media exploits. Like this measles vaccine deal. A report was just released saying there's no association between the measles shot and autism. But apparently there's just been tons of people who are refusing to have their children vaccinated because there were a few cases of autism that people thought might be linked to the vaccine. People just don't seem to understand how the odds work in cases like this. And I can't wait until I hear a tv news program with the following story: "Child dies mysteriously. Authorities believe child may have been breathing oxygen at time of death!" ... but now I've left my topic of math behind. But I really have a lot of fun working out the math to prove how absurd some things are sometimes.
I just finally realized: Gas is getting expensive. I filled K2 up tonight. They've been announcing it on the news and stuff, but it didn't hit me until I paid almost $20 to fill my tank. Luckily a tank will give me 300 city miles (or 400 highway miles), so it doesn't really bother me too much.
Sometimes I think that I can fit a large majority of people into two categories: those I'd like to punch in the face, and those that I'd like to kick in the shin. I know that's not very christian-like of me. And I'm only really kinda kidding. But it seems like as good a way to categorize people as any other.
word up... tonight God saved me from myself again.
I wonder. Have there been 10^7499988 minutes since the beginning of the universe? I doubt it. A year is 5.256 * 10^5 minutes. A billion years is 5.256 * 10^14 minutes. Huge numbers are so incredibly fun.