Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Solid State Drives And Be-co-me-ing

I enjoyed reading this article on solid state drives that are going to replace hard drives in all computers for the most part soon:

http://www.anandtech.com/cpuchipsets/intel/showdoc.aspx?i=3403&p=1

I read the article yesterday and last night. It explains why the new Intel SSDs are the best buy, and why many of the other, cheaper ones aren't really worth the money. But, this morning one of the cheaper SSDs reviewed in the Intel article appeared on newegg.com for $99 after a $60 rebate. I'm fairly certain that happened because of the Anandtech review of the Intel drives. Now, if the cheap ones get even cheaper than they were, this might drive the price down on the Intel devices, and a new era in home computing will begin.

What this means to me is that I'll be able to put one of these SSDs in my Mac Mini, and the new SSD with be faster than the fastest hard drive ever built, whereas now, my Mac Mini has a very slow hard drive designed for a laptop. The hard drive has always been the bottleneck for many computers. You can read the whole article if you're interested in why. It's a very informative article and the writer (who created and owns Anandtech since he was 13 years old) keeps it interesting.

These solid state drives have been around for a while, but have been very, very expensive for the ordinary consumer. I remember inquiring about one that only had a one gig capacity several years ago. It were manufactured primarily for the military and NASA. It cost $19,000. The new Intel drive will have 80 gig capacity and wholesale to OEMs for $595 per 1000. The article suspects they will be a little cheaper by the time newegg gets hold of it in a month or so. Newegg.com has been the premier tech gear distributor for many years now, and they seem to get a little larger price break from Intel than the other distributors. I love this company. They've always done right by me. I hope I don't get so impulsive and needy I splurge before the price is lowered significantly.

We got over 10 inches (25.4 cm) of rain in the last week, and the ground was already saturated when the eye of Hanna passed directly over my house. It's rained every afternoon for a week or more. Two inches last night. I forgot I had left my windows in the car down. It won't take long for the car to dry out in this heat. We're still getting temps in the mid-90s (35 C) in the early afternoon.

I've had three physical struggles in the last twenty years or so. All with the same man. All for the same reason. His wife and children. He gets to drinking beer and whining about his family problems. I can't win by either agreeing with him or disagreeing with him. I don't have a family anymore. I live alone. Why am I tolerating this man and his family problems. I think I may have put the lid on it a couple of days ago.

I finally got him to admit he deliberately intended to get me put in a Mexican prison when I trusted him with my life. We had a struggle. I wanted to kill him for what he had almost done, and would have done if I hadn't shifted into survival mode. I pushed him to the floor. I could have easily killed him with the heavy chair I held over my head aimed at him and easily rationalized my behavior to myself. Probably not to the court system. I stopped, and helped him get up. For the first time since we've known each other, he finally seemed to realize he had crossed the line with me, and the other side of that line is not a healthy place to be.

This streak of violence I reach for unconsciously has always been there for me. I can resort to the animal state at will, and knowing I could and have has allowed me to let people think they can take advantage of me. Because I know the endgame I let things go further than I should and let some people think they have the upper hand with me. Why would I not? It's when I let them go too far that I realize how far they can go. Most people shouldn't oughta do that. If I realize the other can push past my limits and still not concern themselves, I get outta their way. Run wildly amok if forced to. Fight or flight makes sense to me. I don't seem to have a preference for either. Retreat, hopefully, is a strategy I attempt to wisely employ when the odds don't appear to be in my favor.

I think this conscious ploy is indulged because of my remembering vision. In this vision I experienced making myself into many of the living things we're still surrounded by on Earth today. Those of us who arrived here as pearl-like, hollow points of light do that. We make ourselves into living things and objects, and abandon them when we realize they're not immortal.

Some of the living things I've made myself into and abandoned with procreative powers during the last few billion years have special fighting and survival skills that usually get the job done in the immediacy of now with incredible speed and efficiency. Why would I not be-co-me that for the duration of my present situation? Why would I not be-co-me with anything I've ever made myself into if flight is the best solution?

That's the importance of my remembering vision to what's going on now. I don't have to utilize flight or fight without billions of years of backup. Particularly if what challenges me only has it's present life with it's limited experiences to save the day.

I write that I've had billions of lifetimes on Earth. The homo sapiens I've made myself into through mimicry are the only lifetimes I've employed that possessed the type of consciousness necessary to create abstract constructs in order to get counter-intuitive and use that illogic to combat the instincts of the other predators, who wanna eat this body to keep their's alive. I swell up with pride when logical people tell me I'm not doing what they expected.

At this juncture I invoke my disclaimer. I write here in order to catch drifting thoughts with words. I can't do what I do and decide in the specious present whether or not these drifting thoughts are true or no. Otherwise, I'd be writing about history rather than current events. I used to do this to read palms, tarot cards, and interpret astrology charts. Sometime for money. Mostly not. I did it to get used to dealing with seemingly incomplete slices of ti-me that captures people's imaginations before they can make what they think I'm saying fit with their own, pilfered idea of themselves. It's an amusing thing to do in order to entertain myself. I am is the best I got for a po' boy to make ti-me fly.