My Thoughts On Writing These Blogs

     I like writing. It's an enjoyable creative medium and it gives me a way to express myself in ways that I can't really manage otherwise. Writing blogs for the past little while has been an overall enjoyable experience for me. I like to be able to put my random thoughts down on paper for whoever ends up reading them. It's also a more casual experience without all the restrictions that the more serious things I have to write for classes or things of that sort. I don't really have to worry about whether these are in tip-top formatting or whether they meet certain requirements. 
    This is the last blog that I need to write for the assignment in my English class. After this one, I'm no longer required to write them by a certain deadline. To be totally honest, I doubt I will write any more after this. Will I miss writing these blogs every so often? Probably not, to be honest. While I do like writing them, I'd wager that I like not writing them a little more. When you tend to be lazy like me, not doing something is typically a preferable alternative to doing something. But I can't really say for sure. Maybe I'll get a craving to start writing blog posts again some time in the future. Maybe not. But regardless of whether I will continue writing them, I can confidently say that the blogs were fun to write. With that, I'll be signing off. Goodbye for now.

My Thoughts On Modern Design Philosophy

     The way that people do things changes throughout time. Over the course of years and years, people find better ways to accomplish things, or ways they just like more. Unfortunately, the way people have been designing mostly anything has become very sterile. Nowadays, things tend to look a lot more boring than they used to. The structure of modern buildings and structures are simple and minimalistic, almost to a fault. The general color palette of most things that are man-made is bleak and unimaginative. You go around a city, and the colors you see most of are dull and uninteresting. Gray, brown, black, white, beige, generally boring colors artistically. These colors aren't bad in any way, but when they're the only thing you really see, they get old fast. 
    As far as I understand, there are reasons as to why we've shifted away from the over-the-top, bright,  and colorful philosophy that was present during a lot of the past century. Things like the "boring colors" being cheaper to produce or being generally more abundant and easy to manufacture... yadda yadda, you get the point. If we really need to switch to being lifeless and boring design-wise, so be it, but I'd like to be able to live in a world with a bit more pizazz either way. There's probably not much I can do to change the way the world looks, but hey, maybe I just need to change the way I look at it. Who knows. That's it for today, see you next time.

My Thoughts On Infinity

 Four in one day! Impressive!

   This is going to get a little wacky. To me, the concept of infinity and its implications is one of the most interesting parts of math. It's not a very easy concept to grasp, and probably impossible to do justice to in a short little blog like this, so I apologize if you, dear reader, get lost or confused. Infinity is just so dang cool. The idea that the basic set of numbers that we use every single day is as complexly infinite as it is just intrigues me. It's really weird to think that not only the entire set of numbers is infinite, but the amount of odd and even numbers are both equally infinite as well. In a world where finite quantities and amounts are totally dominant, the thought of something that you'd imagine would just be impossible is really exciting to me.
    Much like itself, the concept of infinity is, in a weird way, infinitely complex. You can go from the idea that you can always just add one to infinity all the way to the idea that there are multiple levels of infinity that are, in and of themselves, infinite. It's crazy. The existence of such an unbelievable concept is crazy. Some group of really smart people thought all of this up, too. This is a concept that is entirely man-made. Sure, there are examples of infinity in the natural world, like time and such, but none of it goes into such insane depth as mathematical infinity. There's so many parts to it that I'd love to just rave about, but that's more suited for some sort of research paper that spans several pages.
    I'll leave with this little fun fact: the infinite amount of whole numbers that exist in total is, in a weird way that I can't explain, less infinite than the amount of real numbers that are just between one and two. Do some research into infinity. It's so much cooler than you'd imagine. I'll leave you to it. See you next time.

My Thoughts On Candy Corn

    While I was writing my previous blog about foods, I was going to mention candy corn and how I didn't like it. I suddenly realized that I have such a strong dislike for the stuff that it deserves its own blog just so I can properly voice my hatred for it. I really do not understand how people like candy corn. I can't even register it as food, much less as something that real people really enjoy to consume. The sheer existence of candy corn proves to me that there is something fundamentally wrong with the world we live in. I wouldn't be surprised if the entirely of the human race's problems stem solely from the fact that someone invented candy corn.
    It does not process in my head that there can be anyone in their right mind who enjoys eating glorified candle wax. Anyone that likes candy corn has to be sick in the head. If you, dear reader, like candy corn, I will not hold it against you. You have a right to your opinion, even if your opinion makes me fear for your well being. Out of all the candies that exist--and there's so many of them--why would you ever pick candy corn? Because it's seasonal? Because it's candy mascot for Halloween and the scary season? Really, the only scary thing is that people willingly choose to eat it. If I had to torture someone and extract information out of them, I'd just force them to eat candy corn for three meals a day. That would probably be a fate worse than death. If I could go back in time, I'd stop candy corn from ever being devised, and the world would probably benefit from it.
    Phew. I think I'll stop there. You get the point. I may or may not be particularly displeased with candy corn. I hope your day is better than candy corn. That's not much of an achievement, but still. See you next time.

My Thoughts On Some Foods

    Food. We all eat it. You'd think there wouldn't be so much to discuss over things that every single living thing requires, but here we are. I like food just as much as the next guy. I might look like a frail, skinny sack of bones that never eats anything, but trust me, I do eat. I'm not particularly picky about what I will eat. So long as the food is edible and doesn't genuinely taste terrible, I'll usually be able to stomach a plate of whatever is put in front of me. I am, however, a bit more picky about what I like to eat. If I listed every single food that I had an opinion on, this would get a little lengthy. So I will not do that. I will just give some insight on a couple of foods that I like.
    To start with, one of my overall favorite things to eat are sunflower seeds. If there was any food I'd take a lifetime supply of, it would be these. However, they are not particularly healthy for me to eat large amounts of, because I eat the shells with them. This is not harmful to do by itself, but I've learned from experience that the shells aren't really digestible, so you end up with a lot of sharp little fragments of sunflower seed shell tearing up your insides. Not fun.
    Probably my actual overall favorite thing to eat is salad. It's a broad term, but I've yet to have a real salad that I disliked. By real salad, I mean an assortment of leafy greens and other things. Fruit salad and potato salad are not real salads, but I don't mind those either. Boy, I love salad. There's just so much you can do with it. If I only ate salad for the rest of my life, I'd be totally happy, because at that point, I could still pretty much eat anything I wanted, just in a format that I enjoy more than most things. I can't really explain why I like it so much, but I do. A lot.
    That took longer than I expected. I don't want this to drag on too long, so I'll just end it here. Thanks for reading, and I'll see you next time.

My Thoughts On The Holidays

    There's a good handful of holidays that are celebrated throughout the standard American calendar. Some are better than others. This isn't really my opinion (probably) since there's some pretty solid evidence that some holidays are more favored by society than others. All holidays are good, though, since they either celebrate something nice, or at the very least, benefit the people celebrating with gifts or joy of some type. At the very, very least, holidays should be enjoyable, even if you don't necessarily celebrate them.
    The big holidays are obviously the favorites, like Christmas, Halloween, Easter, Thanksgiving, those sorts of things. Everyone knows about them, even if not everyone celebrates them, and there's usually a general period of festivity instead of the 'one day and you're done' type of thing. The one-day holidays just sort of get the short end of the stick. Frankly, I think it's pretty annoying that Halloween gets more or less a whole season dedicated to it, and things like Memorial Day or the other one-day holidays that actually celebrate something relevant are limited to being only one day. It's just a little unfair to me. Maybe it's just that I dislike Halloween. I think it's a pretty lame holiday, but that's just me. This isn't a rant about Halloween, so on that note, I'm signing off. See you next time.

My Thoughts On My Brother's New Pet

Three in one day? A new record!

    My little brother recently got himself a new pet. I wasn't really excited about this, because the last pet (pets, actually) he got were the bane of my existence. I never knew that I hated guinea pigs until he had two of them living in the room that we share. This time, thankfully, he opted for something smaller and less annoying: a leopard gecko. His name is Buddy, and he's a jolly little guy that doesn't make hardly any noise and doesn't smell terrible like the guinea pigs. Unlike a lot of leopard geckos, he doesn't have much of the classic pattern that they're named after and is generally just a grayish color.
    Buddy seems to like me, as far as I can tell, since he always comes out of his little hidey-holes to see me whenever I come into my room. He always looks a little goofy, but it's a happy goofy. I didn't really expect myself and this lizard to bond as much as we have, but I was pleasantly surprised at how much I like the little guy and how much he likes me. I don't really know if I'm supposed to really play with him actively, since I'm not really the reptile expert. I'd like to, but I'm always worried that I'll do something I wasn't supposed to and end up hurting him, so currently, our relationship is limited to staring at each other from either end of his glass tank. It's nice. That's all for today, for real this time.