Trusting your future self

Trusting your future self:

– You don’t need to solve all your problems right now by yourself.
– There’s another copy of you – tomorrow’s you – waiting in the future to help.
– Actually, in this week alone, there’s another six “future you”s all waiting to help out.
– They’re going to know everything you do, plus more.
– “Tomorrow’s you” has a whole extra day to sort stuff out in.

So, “today’s you” can relax a bit. Instead of taking the whole world on your shoulders today, trust your future self.

(Okay, I haven’t turned into a self-help guru overnight. But this mind-hack has been really useful to me. I’ve told a few other people about it and got positive feedback, so I decided to write it down. Normal planning-to-take-over-the-world stuff will resume shortly).


It’s been a week since the Bongo Club gig. It was great – the venue was lovely, there were loads of people there (140 or so) and I had lots of fun.

Photos: PROXY by James, TINY MONKEY (mostly) by DomC, and 8MWTD by various.

There was lots of fun onstage. Thomas got his headstock tangled up in the mic stand whilst engaging ROCK MODE during the intro to slasherflick. I didn’t notice. I thought he’d just decided to mix things up a bit and improv a new line because, despite having a mic stand attached to his guitar, he didn’t miss a note. Keef’s straight-from-the-heart “I just wanted to say: that was one of the most awesome things I’ve ever done” was brilliant. And I was pretty pleased that we managed to pull off the “introduce the band” thing considering I only told the other guys about it a few minutes before we went on. 🙂

Our set: Only wrote, Mort, Roll over funky bluez thing, Welcome to Paradise, Days like these, Fox, Sardines, Slasherflick, Tigershaped,

Events (plug, plug)

Firstly, PROXY are playing the Bongo Club this Thursday (23rd) from 8pm, along with EIGHT MILLION WAYS TO DIE and TINY MONKEY. Rar, hope to see lots of you people there. (Bongo Club has moved to Holyrood Rd, btw)

Secondly, it’s soon going to be Science Festival time of year again. It’s one of the things that make me happy to live in Edinburgh. I went to lots of events last year, and was informed, amused and irritated in equal measure. I even managed to refrain from posting a full-on rant here about how clueless various panel-members and audience-members were. Any event which can get me that wound up has to be doing something right.

Visual poetry

I’ve told many people about this sculpture over the last few years. It’s in the MIT museum in Boston (or at least, it was there six or so years ago!). At the left, a motor turns the first cog fairly quickly, maybe once a second. The next cog is connected to the first as a step-down gear so that it rotates more slowly, maybe once every thirty seconds. This continues on for a few more cogs, gradually getting slower until you reach the punchline: the final cog is embedded in a concrete block attached to the base.

It’s awesome to watch. There’s no tricks at work. There’s no need for slack in the system or anything like that. You can set up the gear ratios such that the final cog moves maybe 0.1mm over the next 100 years. Whilst concrete doesn’t stretch as much as an elastic band does (when a given force is applied), it can certainly still stretch a little bit. The cogs are still all turning, all the way down.

The sculpture is a visual poem about scale, a physics lesson and a funny joke all rolled into one. Genius.

Use our disks!

Looks like I might have a new cheap option for my over-the-network backup … not that I’d be biased at all. 😉 Looks like I could make a 2Gb backup of my most important files, followed by weekly incremental backups for probably around $5 a year.