Robot Competition - I couldn't take it

So I took 40 seconds of video during a break, and here's that VIDEO REMIXED AS MY INTERPRETATION OF THE EVENT (Click here to watch the video).

...So I went to the MIT robot competition tonight. Lots of Bexley homies were competing. One of them, Orian made it to the final 2, and lost in an aggressive match. While I was watching the announcer talk, someone noticed my face was really red. It was true. I felt terrible. The language they were using was full of "hey little kid with the big head, get out of the way or we'll outsource you" and "we're training students to start their own companies or work for a company." Actually when the announcer said that I shouted out "what if they don't want to do either of those two?" First he pretended to be sappy and sympathetic, then he said, "seriously though, our design processes are just as useful if they want to go on to design financial algorithms and make money." I know it's silly, but the language is so loaded, and it reminds me of my former life in EECS. They even had 3 different kinds of balls that the robots could pick up: graduate, engineering, and humanities balls. The humanities balls were worth the least points (I'm not kidding these were the official names). So the competition was really fun, but I had a hard time listening to the language because of the point of view it represents.

By the way all the Bexley kids were awesome. Will had a wild robot that threw out an arm and slung sucked up all the balls immediately. Orian (from the video) scored the highest score of the night and took everything real slow and chilled.

The Cube - Where I Work

Here's a picture of my lab







I'm so glad to be in the Life Long Kindergarten group now at the Media Lab. I'll post my projects soon. They involve waterfalls and face DJ'ing.

Why we work more and seem to have less

We used to just drink coffee right? This is a typical platter of fanciness i saw at starbucks being in there for 3 minutes

German 'Robin Hoods' give poor a taste of the high life

I feel like there's a really big idea behind this news report:

A GANG of anarchist Robin Hood-style thieves, who dress as superheroes and steal expensive food from exclusive restaurants and delicatessens to give to the poor, are being hunted by police in the German city of Hamburg.

The gang members seemingly take delight in injecting humour into their raids, which rely on sheer numbers and the confusion caused by their presence. After they plundered Kobe beef fillets, champagne and smoked salmon from a gourmet store on the exclusive Elbastrasse, they presented the cashier with a bouquet of flowers before making their getaway.

Whole Story at Scotsman.com

More democratic tv

Ntwrktruth board up at a local coffee shop. My message appeared in 10 seconds after i texted it to the number on the board

Seth goes head first into some bushes

So last night was a bit of a mini adventure. I walked through Boston in the rain with Seth. We hopped the fence into a rose garden. We checked out the community garden plots. We went to the 52nd floor of the prudential and had a cup of coffee at top of the hub and danced with the jazz band. Then on the way out in the elevator a girl was cursing up a storm while I egged her on (listen mp3). But most importantly, on the way home, Seth was novice parkouring - he jumped this black iron fence and went head first into some bushes. His legs were sticking up in the air wiggling around. He reached up for help. He scratched his eye, and he lost his hat. I don't know why that's such a highlight.