I missed a day of blogging (again), so sue me. But, allow me to get philosophical for just a moment.

There's a lot of interesting notions in quantum physics, most interesting of which (and relevant to my muse) are that of quantum suicide and the multiverse theory. Quantum suicide is a thought experiment wherein a person is placed in a room with a death machine that has a 50/50 chance of killing the person every ten seconds. Tack on the multiverse theory, and both outcomes happen, birthing a new universe with each outcome. In the end, the person both dies lots of times and also never dies. Obviously, to the subject, they always experience the outcome where they live because death isn't something you can really experience.

Let's assume all of the above is true. That means only one thing.

Each and every one of us would be immortal... to our own point of view.

From an observation stand point, the mortality rate of the human race is 100%. The odds of living after a certain age become enormously small, but perhaps never actually zero. As long as there were even the most tiny chance that a person's heart would continue beating another second, they would continue down the string of universes in which they can continue to observe. In a way, their universe really does revolve around them.

Now, why haven't we seen a person 5000 years old? Because to the rest of us watching, the odds generally win. Every once and again a person will continue chugging long after the average age and push in into their "later" hundreds, but the odds that they'll die "any day now" keep going up until the rest of us observe them dying.

Is this something I believe? No, not really. But it's kind of fun to think about. Only time will tell if it's correct.

And I'll be the only one that will know the answer in my observable universe.

Not for any noble reasons, I assure you. But, certainly you've seen these commercials at one point in your life:

Alright, General Specific. The words uttered through your clenched teeth have moved me to pursue a career in art. I'll call that number.

INTERNET MAGIC!

Oh, shit! It came! Draw only one of the subjects, huh... guess I'll draw the pirate...

Hmmm... seems a little bland. I have drawn only one of their subjects, but I need to fill in this white space...

Sweet! Now to fill out the bottom section...

Now just to send it using the prepaid envelope. I hope these guys respond and give me some free blog fodder!

No, you pervert, not that kind of gay! Seriously, you are all queer folk (yes, you pervert, that kind of queer).

So, you read and/or saw about the trip to Odaiba and the enormous Gundam statue. Well, the part that I mentioned but didn't detail was the walk across the Rainbow Bridge, a suspension bridge that runs across some water and into Odaiba. We walked that bitch, all 0.5 miles of it, not including the walk to from the station nor the walk into Odaiba. I put in nearly 30000 steps that day, or somewhere on the order of 10 miles of walking. Granted, some of that was from the Imperial Palace earlier in the day (we're traveling back in time on these posts, I guess).

But, enough of the chit chat, here be pictures.

No, not those balls, you sick perv. Takoyaki, or battered and fried octopus tentacles (yes, those tentacles, you sick perv).

It's been a little while since I last did this, but since life is only going to even out from here, it's time to return to the Goals of the Year(R).

Helth - Haven't been doing super awesome here. The allure of free M&Ms is great indeed, and I've now discovered the stash of breakfast burritos that work has in their infinite refrigerators. On top of that, laziness has lead to walks to Taco Bell and 7-Eleven (which doesn't make much sense). But, the "no sugar, fruit" rule is now enacted and a ban on fast food as well. Exercise wise, I've just purchased myself a new and awesome bike that doesn't destroy my body as I try to ride, so there will be no more driving to work (weather permitting). These are now the two major areas of concern.

Finances - I'm still in a pattern of getting things that I need to fill out my apartment, though the major purchases are tapering off (my big ass trip to Japan notwithstanding). Currently, the only items remaining on the list are new shoes (mine are quite literally falling apart), a table, and a bed. The bed will probably happen first as the couch is getting less and less comfortable by the evening.

Japanese - If the Japan trip told me anything, it's that my skills in the language are nowhere near enough to actually get by day-to-day. I need to get back on this pronto. Perhaps not this year, but taking the ACT and enrolling for actual classes would probably be wise.

Japan Trip - FUCKIN' DONE, SON. Scratch that off the list!