Sept 15 miscellany

[eliyes]

Y'know, when I see on dGeek's Twitter "Two episodes Feels like I'm back in Cube", I get a little concerned. I've seen Cube. It's about a mostly-lethal, almost totally inescapable prison. (That dGeek's character helped build! And does not survive!)

I'm hoping he's talking about the decorations or the lighting or the grueling filming schedule or something. >_>

In other news ("news", ha) I had a series of interrupted freaky dreams last night. Interrupted, because I was having an allergic reaction to my warmer blankets in the grossest way possible. At one point, I dreamt I was in Russia. I can't tell you what exactly I was doing there, except that it involved digging up floors. I left a building where this was being done, got maybe three steps and this dude in a very black suit steps forward and apologizes for being late for our meeting, and as I'm thinking "what meeting?" he starts taking me to his vehicle.

Only we never get there, because suddenly a swarm of teenagers comes down the otherwise deserted sidewalk, and this couple separate to walk around me either side, but never let go holding hands, and so clothesline me.

I go down. Hard.

I want to yell at them, but I have no voice, and suddenly I can't breathe. (Ah, allergies. Working their way into my dreams. This is like the time I developed a bad pain in my back while sleeping and dreamt that the Buddha was explaining to me that life is suffering.)

Fortunately for me, in the shop I'd just left, my father is visiting with David Nykl. Why are they in Russia? I HAVE NO IDEA. But I was very glad to see my father, and of course David made these really awesome eggs for us to eat. With rice. Strangely, now there is a huge ice tunnel stretching off of one wall.

So I end up kinda... Okay, this bit is hard to explain. We're sort of bobsledding, if bobsledding were done in very long toboggans. It's also a little like dogsledding, in that it is, in some completely impossible way, being pulled. Only not by dogs, but by Grace, a Girl Guides leader I had. And sitting in front, trying to direct where Grace is taking us, is a girl I've known since we were toddlers, and she's complaining about how hard this is and how difficult Grace is to control, and I'm sitting behind her and laughing because, according to me in this dream, I was the one who always got stuck in front with Grace when we were still guides.

We slalom over the side of the ice field and onto a much better track -- which we soon realise is actually a ROAD and there's a hell of a lot of oncoming traffic. Including a big rig hauling propane. The truck, especially, turns not to hit us, practically folding in to itself, ramming into or over smaller vehicles. The tank explodes and the whole thing goes crashing into a parkade filled with people come to watch the sledding events/festival thing we were going to.

I am sitting at a ledge, horrified at the destruction and loss of life we've caused, bawling my eyes out.

At which point the prince's monkey shows up. And so does Rei Toei, the AI idoru from a few of William Gibson's novels.

Thankfully, just as the shit is truly about to hit the fan, I hear an alarm. At first I think it's to do with the crashes, but no, it's the alarm clock.



Unrelatedly, it would be possible to rewrite at least the beginning of Powers That Be with John Sheppard as the lead. Hm.

Comments

[kiffie.livejournal.com]

This is like the time I developed a bad pain in my back while sleeping and dreamt that the Buddha was explaining to me that life is suffering.

Your dreams are actually intellegent. Most of mine that involve pain usually end with me as a mewling mass of WTF, barely able to speak. And yet, you get Buddha. What the hell. XD

*hugs in sympathy for fucked-up dreams*?

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

I dunno how much of that was intelligent and how much of it was the influence of that comparative religion class I failed/the Buddhist book store I occasionally browse for incense/having lived with someone who claimed to be Buddha/having a Buddhist for a godfather.

*hugs anyway*

[(Anonymous)]

Hey, if you saw cube, maybe you can confirm something for me.

Did she basically say that finding all the primes and prime powers of a 3-digit number was astronomical? Cause I heard her say that, and I'm a little baffled by it. I mean, she starts off finding all the primes just fine... finding the prime powers doesn't seem like it be that much harder of a problem, especially if one's life depended on it.

*vows to one day sit down and figure out just how many there are, but is reasonably confident that there are less than 999, and considers that far from astronomical*

[serenity-ca4.livejournal.com]

(that's me above)

Okay, pondering further. The number of primes is less than 35, right.

32*32=1024

So there's
2,3,5,7,11,13,17,19,23,29,31.

Now prime powers... bah... someone's waiting downstairs.. i'll have to continue this some other time :P I know.. you're disappointed.

[(Anonymous)]

(I'm back)

But wait, there's more.

Prime powers less than 1000 are
2,4,8,16,32,64,128,256,512
3,9,27,81,243,729
5,25,125,625
7,49,343
11, 121
13, 169
17, 289
19, 361
23, 529
29, 841
31

Now if you throw in 1, which is not prime, but is a prime power that's 35 numbers. Hardly Astronomical. So back to my original question. Is that what she said?

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

I can't actually answer that question. It's been a long time since I saw the movie, and when I did I wasn't paying attention so much to the math as to hiding behind pillows with my mom and yelling at the cop. However, I do know that Kazan, the guy who escapes, says "Astronomical!" at lest once. Possibly he was parroting Leaven and I just don't remember it.

[serenity-ca4.livejournal.com]

Well.. I still think highly of the movie.. it was a very good psychological study.. just a little behind in the math :)

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

Indeed. :3 Kinda like how I really like Indiana Jones despite the way I cringe inside at how the movies portray archaeology. Or maybe a better analogy would be how I love The Sentinel despite how much I mock their portrayal of police procedure. (But that's practically half the fun of watching cop shows!)