Need some music?

I've got some stuff for ya.

Hip-hop? Grab the new Common album, Be. It's every bit as good as his older albums and a little bit better. I'm really loving this album. It's good tunes, great loops and beats, and Common's message of positivity as always. If you want a sample, go find the Season 2 episode of Chappelle's Show where he performs "The Food" with Kanye West, it's a perfect example of their ghetto awesomeness.

Techno? Get Hybrid - Wide Angle. This is one of the best albums I've heard in a long time. It sounds a lot like Rob D, but without all the suckiness that comes with Rob D. Oh, and the beats are better, the bass is groovier, and there's just no describing good techno like this. Go get it.

A few absolutes

I tried to think of what to do for a year-in-review of my sophomore year of college. I had this really cool photo album that showed a few trips home, the weekend Halo games, OU weekend in the honors dorms, the snow day, my time with Michelle, just about everything significant.

I can't really come up with anything for this year. I think it was a transition year of some kind, between the freshman year and the years of significance and life-molding to come. I can't even write anything that symbolizes the past year, except maybe a tiny list of music albums (new Jimmy Eat World, Mos Def, Common, Maroon 5 [that one came in late, I know], and like Richard Cheese). I can think of exactly two defining moments for the year. One I just posted a few posts back and the other's a bit more private.

Thankfully, I was visited with a bit of constancy when I headed to Oklahoma to visit my brother. Star Wars Episode 3 was fantastic, and the two of us, along with his mom and his fiancee, spent the rest of my time there talking heavily about the movie - all about corruption, symbolism, allusions to authors and history - and it was all so smart that it felt like I was back with a bunch of P2ers again. My family's damn smart, and it's cool.

I even had a good experience with animals. JB, the fiancee, brought her dog along, which was a mid-size Australian herding dog named Kelly. She was the single nicest dog I've ever met. Right upon walking in the door, she walked across the living room, sat down on her haunches, and promptly glued her side to mine. She did this trick where if I laid down on the floor and spread my arm out, she'd walk over and curl up right under my arm. So cute. Let's hear it for non-crazy attack pets!

I also had a good experience with home cookin'. I usually tremble with fear at the phrase "down-home cookin'", because I associate with it all of the evils of the South that I've come to dislike. But Carol, my second mom, is *good* at it. She hasn't made a dish yet that I haven't loved. In 2 days at their house, I probably consumed enough calories to last an Ethiopian village a good few days. My affinity for the cookies that Carol kept baking several times a day became known as my cookie addiction, and I constantly stood by the counter in the kitchen, waiting to get my fix.

All in all, 2 days just about made up for a year that I thought didn't do much for my soul. I was surrounded by smart people, I grew a tiny bit (an animal that won't attack me goes a long way in my book), and as always, I'm easily recognized as the guy who's a total sucker for chocolate chip cookies. Maybe the end of this year isn't so bad after all.

I finally finished Half-Life 2

and it was amazing. It wasn't revolutionary, but it was about as close to perfect as a game can be. It made up for every flaw the original had (slow pace, no story, not enough action) and then embellished those points to make for a game that had a perfect pace, an appreciable plot (still in Valve's usual lack-of-details style), a bit of originality for an FPS, and just plain brilliant, challenging action. On to the details:

Graphics: Great. The graphic setting auto-detection worked perfectly, and I ended up with a game that looked good on my P4 2.8 / Radeon 9800 and had a very playable framerate. The Source Engine is gaming greatness, as evidenced by both this game and the newest iteration of Counter-Strike. The Doom3 engine may technically do some things better (lighting, especially), but I'd honestly rather play a game on Source, given the choice. Cheers to Valve on a job well done on this one.

Sound: Equally great. The game was a little light on soundtrack, as was the first, but here the MP3 soundtrack makes a few more appearances. The music choices are always appropriate and very quickly set the mood. When the music was fast-paced, techno-driven sounding, you knew it was supposed to be an action sequence in game, and I then got psyched up and went on a Combine-killing frenzy, and every time it was a blast. Sound effects don't disappoint, although audiophiles with high-power systems might find them a little underpowered.

Gameplay: HL2 is the shooter of the year, no doubt about it. The weapon choices were good, if expected, and the gravity gun has taken its place in gaming history as the FPS cliche of 2005. Just you wait - every game you see come out this year will have one. Weapons aside, the environments are incredibly diverse yet immersive. Exploratory kinds of levels are expansive and beautiful to look at, while action sequences are tight and controlled and easy to navigate. The vehicle sequences about 1/3rd of the way through the game are some of the most fun I've had in ages in a FPS game. At that point, I even had friends coming down just to watch me play through those parts. Soldier AI is phenomenal and I appreciated every challenge it threw at me. Most of the time I was forced to use the environment around me, which is a great thing. I was constantly taking cover to avoid fire, using holes in walls to place sniper shots across buildings, and using the gravity gun to take out structures or just throw flammable barrels. Enemies were diverse, and there were guys I loved to fight (Combine troops) and others I hated to fight (the new venomous, furry headcrabs), which is a good sign. They never became repetitive (like Doom3's did after about 3 levels).

Multiplayer: Counter-Strike: Source and Half-Life 2 Deathmatch are the games you want to play this year, end of story.

Production Value: Top-notch, as a 5-year game should be. Every texture was perfectly in place, every level flowed flawlessly, and the story of Dr. Freeman and his cohorts was immersive, with enjoyable characters (all of whom had really good voice acting). Valve's "Digital Actors" system of voice, lip syncing and character animations is phenomenal and deserves some kind of award. Every character's facial expression was convincing, and even the change from one expression to the other looked perfectly natural. I was even happy to be reunited with Dog, Alyx's giant robot pet. By the way, the game has one of the best endings I've ever seen. I loved it.

So there we have it. It wasn't revolutionary, *in a G-man voice* but it did exactly what it was supposed to.

Cheers, Valve.

A few thoughts on religion

After reading Alan Lightman’s Einstein’s Dreams, I think that time is my new religion. I didn’t really have a religion to begin with, so it’s comforting to have that void in my life finally filled after twenty years absent of god, ritual, and mysticism. Time can provide all of those things, and more, thanks to the theory of relativity.

The Dreams are thirty very short stories telling tales of alternate worlds in which time operates differently from ours, most of which are compelling enough to be considered possible consequences of relativistic thought. Consider one such world in which time loops over and over infinitely. All of the events of human history, of each of our lives, and even this paper, have all been done before and will be done again in the exact same fashion once time reaches its end and restarts. Despite not having believed in the Christian conception of afterlife since my youth, I still strangely feel comforted to consider the idea that after my death, it won’t be the end of me – I’ll simply redo this life, with no memory of the previous one. It’s quite a bit closer to reincarnation (even if without the ideas of reward and punishment determining how I come back), so my new religion is already adopting some of the better ideas of the belief systems from the East.

Taking another token from Eastern thought, thanks to relativity, equilibrium always exists. Consider the world in which time flows more slowly as one gets further from the center of the earth. Soon, entire populations will live in mountains, in houses on stilts on the tops of the mountains, to gain a few precious seconds each day. But once everyone lives at such heights, they all live longer lives relative to nothing, and within a generation nobody even remembers why they live so high above the earth. Perhaps this is scientifically called symmetry, but in my new timely religion, this maintenance of constants is best called balance.

All modern religion can do is encourage people not to live in excess and hope for the best. But when following the guidelines of time, a life of excess is much more dangerous. Consider the world where in a very specific place, time slows down to a complete standstill, and in the area surrounding it, time moves, but much more slowly. It’s a tourist trap for lovers who want an eternal embrace and parents who want their children to stay young forever. But those foolish lovers and jealous parents forget that the local slowing down of time will not be apparent to them. They’ll return from their tourist trap only to find their friends and family dead for decades, all in the name of a kiss or embrace that to them only lasted a few seconds.

Perhaps best of all is the connection between quantum physics and the necessity of not worshipping time. Consider the world in which all people make one pilgrimage in their life to the Great Clock, the one true timekeeper for the whole world. The Great Clock cancels out the possibilities of time flowing differently in different places, whether in the tops of mountains, or in tourist traps far from home, or just erroneously in random places. Much like quantum physics, making an absolute measurement (in this case, by building the Great Clock) makes the result unusable and defeats the spirit of the entire system. Many people have faith in an invisible God in part due to an inherent mysticism; they know that through their natural lives, they will never see God himself. While I’ve never been attracted to believe in something I can’t see, I’d be more inclined to believe in Time if I was given a logical reason why I would never fully understand it.

Yet still, I would have to believe in Time, because without Time, causation could not exist. Consider the world in which time flows so erroneously that effects happen before causes. Guns are banned days before a wave of terrorist strikes occurs. Here, scientists are baffled as to why things happen and cannot begin to figure out how to begin proving things. No one longer attends university in the hopes of landing a high-paying job. Causation is broken, and it renders the population useless, clinging to the present like a shipwrecked man floating on a wooden plank in the middle of the ocean. Without time, there is no causation and no society. Time is necessary to existence, much like most religious people today believe God is.

Time is, quite obviously, something to be appreciated and awed, but not understood. It can be taken by faith alone, but skeptics will find that they too must accept its reign over the universe. By causation and consequence, it forces people to take a path through life. And when that life is over, we will never know what happens. Time may start over, speed up, reverse itself, slow down, or any number of possible actions. It may even take all of those actions at once. But thanks to Albert Einstein, I might have to start numbering my years beginning with 1905, because without him I would never have come to accept Time as my lord and ruler.

Show some love - it's needed

If you're one of the handful of my readers who knows Wompa, go check his LJ. The long story made short is that his RX-7 got totaled and he and CPTMilkManDan escaped very much alive, with only minor injuries (bruises, scrapes, etc.). It's still sad as hell if you understand just how much dedication Kevin put into his car, so go leave him comments, IMs, and phone calls to show him peace, love, and honor.