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And then it only seems like yesterday when I more or less abandoned all of my blogs and began instead briefly posting meaninglessly on MySpace and then after a (very) short 140-character-at-a-time adventure on Twitter I finally homesteaded a place on Facebook and became a hoopy frood.
My first two posts back in July 2005 were about how Big Pharma (the medical-pharmaceutical industrial complex) was using its power to denigrate alternative health care modalities, and about how a medical doctor had left an infant blind and comatose by accidentally hooking a breathing apparatus for the child up to a carbon monoxide source instead of the intended oxygen source.
Those are the very same types of things I would take note of and and get agitated about and write about today. Only in shorter posts. And on Facebook instead of in a blog.
Hopefully I'll discover new and fun and exciting and meaningful things to blog about. Looking at the long list of links on the sidebar of this blog, it looks like once upon a time I was into spiritual and metaphysical things both deep and profound. I wonder what ever happened to that part of me?
After several false starts (if thinking about it could be called a "start") here I am, finally writing a new blog post on my original blog, this the aptly named "Wave Function Collapse."
Basically, wave function collapse is a scientific term that means that something only happens when you look at it. The phenomenon in which a wave function — initially in a superposition of several different possible eigenstates — appears to reduce to a single one of those states after interaction with an observer: the reduction of the physical possibilities into a single possibility as seen by an observer. Or, in my case, commented on by the observer, me.
Or at least this is what I was thinking when I chose the blog's title in 2005... but then, I was reading a lot of Robert Anton Wilson and Douglas Adams at the time.
So anyway, perhaps I've come back to my roots. Maybe it has to do with karma, or the Circle of Life. Or maybe it's just that now that "Breaking Bad" has ended and "Lost" is but a fond memory, I have more time to think (and maybe write down some of those thoughts).
Well, that's it for now. The wave function is collapsing... Aieieieieie!