The Book and the Rose

First. I have something to add my last week's post green-section: the trees. During the last week a hint of green has appeared on most of the trees. It also means, that birch pollen is everywhere (hey, there's yellow for you). Which sucks. Because it means the allergy season has properly started for me too.

Ok. To today's topic. I should've written about it last week, but I only heard about it on Wednesday. And then I was sure you're gonna write about this, because it's one of those things that I immediately knew I had to write about, but maybe you haven't heard about this then.

So. Last Wednesday, meaning April 23rd, it was St. George's day. Which I assume you knew, him being the patron saint of the scouts and all.
On Wednesday, my facebook wall got filled with pages posting things like "Happy international book day!", or "Happy day of the book and the rose!" which isn't all that big a deal. It seems to me that once a week there's an international shark day or DNA day or penguin day or, you know, something. Because there are a lot of cool things that have a day named for them.
But then I got a message from a friend asking if I was back home yet (at this point I was still at our parents') and I answered no, asked why. The answer was that it is the day of the book and the rose.
This is when I started googling, because apparently I didn't know what that actually meant.

The day of the book and the rose is a day celebrated in Catalonia, Spain, on St. George's day. It is like a Valentine's day for them, except they don't give chocolates or pink fluffy stuff or anything pointless like that to the people they love.
They give books and roses.
Which I think is amazing.

(The following information about the history I took from, you guessed it, Wikipedia.)

Giving roses to girls on St. George's day (or back then the day of the rose) is an old tradition, dating from the medieval times. The book thing is more recent, from the beginning of the 20th century, when a bookseller decided it's a day on which William Shakespeare and Miguel Cervantes died (which turns out not to be all that accurate).
Anyway, since then, people have given other people books, too. Mostly the tradition is, that men give women a rose (different colors mean different things), and women give men books. (Honestly, I'd rather take a book than a rose.) Apparently half of a year's book sales in Catalonia occur on that day.

Thanks to this tradition starting to spread internationally, in 1995 UNESCO adopted it as the world book day (or the world book and copyright day).

I wanted to tell you about this, because I think that having a day with a tradition of giving each other books is one of the most beautiful things I've run into lately. Just think about what the world would be like, if people decided to screw the Valentine's day chocolates and jewellery, and instead gave books to each other once a year.
I think that would be pretty great.

~matu

Pointlessness

Hey there. I have no idea what I'm writing about. For a change.

I'm eating blue tortilla chips. They're pretty good.

This week I've accomplished nothing. Which seems to be my natural state so I don't care about it much anymore.

My tablet pen is so flipped up. It's really annoying. I kinda wanna get a new one altogether but I don't really know which one and they are pretty expensive.... And I don't think they sell just the pens which sucks. But yeah.

I wanna draw pokemon, but every time I put my pen on a paper it comes out looking like shit. It's really annoying. I know I shouldn't let that get me down, but arghhhh. What's your favorite pokemon?

I made cookies yesterday. They were in the oven for a minute too long and now they're a bit too crunchy but they're still pretty good. Also SIMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Gonna make it today, woooooooooooo.

I really don't care anymore, I'll see you on Tuesday.

Pie out.

Colors

Hello.

I've been thinking about colors lately. Well, for a day or so now. First of all, the video about how birds see. Ok, seeing is weird. And complicated.

At this point I'm going to let you know, that I don't really have one big idea about this, but many small ones, so I might jump from one thing to another so that they don't actually have anything to do with each other.

Also not seeing is weird. Not seeing colors, that is. I would explain how most of the people who can't separate green from red are men cause the gene is in the X-chromosome, but I assume you already know that.
It's also weird how, apparently, some (=half, according to Wikipedia) women actually have four kinds of color receptors in their eye where people usually have only three, because there are two alleles for the receptors, and if you have two X-chromosomes (yes, it's one of those too) you can have both kinds of receptors. So technically your eye would be capable of distinguishing more colors if you have those, but I'm not sure how it practically works.

Did you know, that there is a word for the science of color (I didn't even know there is such thing)? It's called chromatics, chromatography or colorimetry. So, yeah.

Ok, here are some colors from the last few days:

Red.
Something bit me in the ankle when I was in the woods. It left a really nasty huge red itchy spot.
(Itchy is another thing I was thinking about writing today - we had a brief conversation yesterday evening while brushing teeth about why you can't tickle yourself. The answer is: no one knows. Or if it isn't and you can find one, please let me know.)

Purple.
I decided I want to make a pair of pants, and I want them to be dark purple. The only problem is that the stupid dye won't stick to the fabric well enough, so it just ends up an admittedly really nice purple, just not dark. At all. Even though I put in twice as much dye as I should.

Brown.
You know, Easter. Chocolate that I didn't get. Only one small egg. We don't even have Mignons, because dad couldn't find them in a shop (oh, right, I'm still here with them, fighting with the fabric). We do have mämmi, though.
Also the color of mom's car after driving back and forth on soft, small, muddy roads. She made dad wash it.

Green.
The new color of our little sister's rooms' walls. Your room, on the other hand, looks like this now:

 



They had to put the stuff somewhere while they painted, I guess. I wasn't home, because I was in the woods. Which was also green. And so is the ground. The trees aren't quite yet, though.

Blue.
The sky. The sun has been shining here for a few days now. Also the lakes, cause the ice has melted.

On a side note, Aatu just got home and the first thing he said was "Dunkin' Donuts is coming to Finland." So that's... great? Why would anyone want Dunkin' Donuts? The Finnish version of donuts is so much better than the American one.
And now he's distracting me by starting to watch Myth Busters.

Orange.
I dyed my hair again. Also burning coal is orange, and we obviously saw some of that last weekend. You know, after the wood has burned and there's just coal left.

What basic colors do I have left? Yellow, black and white? Hmm... I've got nothing for those, I think. But colors are cool. And fun.

Now I want some of the ice cream he's eating next to me. Bye.

~matu

Predictions, because I'm boring

First things first, I just shipped your watch. It'll be there... next week? Idk.

So, what to talk about. Uhh. I don't really know. What's happening, um, Easter? I don't really have anything to say about Easter. There's a meteor shower next week or something, but I haven't really looked into that.......

Ok one thing I'm always super excited about is Supernatural. This episode was just... *head explosion sounds* I am now 9000% sure Gabriel is alive. Also Gadreel will stab Meratron in the face. Ok, I'm just gonna, you know, call it now:

•  Gabriel is alive, and Metatron has him by the short and curlies, because he does have all the info about God's angels ever so capturing an archangel isn't all that hard
• besides, Metatron may be tapping into some currently unknown power source, but he is no god, nor archangel and he most certainly doesn't have the power to make another angel dream what he wants...
• Well, angels have been able to go into people's dreams (Anna and Cas in Dean's dreams, Zachariah in Adam's), but I don't think angels dream, and besides they haven't really been able to influence the dreams, just appear in them
• Metatron is pretending like he has everything figured out, but he probably doesn't
• Gadreel is slowly getting sick Metatron's shit (like everyone else) and that is possibly by Metatron's design
• I mean Metatron is basically fanficcing himself to be the "hero" of the story (and anyone who reads fanfiction knows that self insert Mary Sues are the worst thing ever, so real good thinking there asshat) and a Judas-like betrayal by his "second in command" fits the story pretty well
• Basically Gadreel will jump ships
• And honestly, he'd be a pretty good member of Team Free Will, what with the "I loved humanity" thing and somewhat deciding for himself what he's doing
• The angels are changing, they are no longer "drones" like Meta-ass said - they are growing and learning and maybe in the end they might understand what "free will" actually means
• I think Metatron's downfall will be his inability to realize people change
• His reference material for TFW is Chuck's books, which end in Swan Song, that is canon, and the boys have been through so much shit since then that they are not the same people anymore
• Additionally, Metatron has been hiding ever since he finished the tablets - that is a long time and the angels are not as they were either
• And I really hope it'll be Gadreel and/or Cas to finally sink a blade in the face of that SOB
• They might or might not accidentally open the cage
• Abbadon is brutal and cunning, but in the end she's just a soldier and not a leader
• She is also treating the other demons like soldiers, which they in fact are not
• Crowley will continue to be the only one to not underestimate "those denim-clad nightmares" and this will get him ahead in the game
• Crowley is also playing Dean like the proverbial fiddle and literally everything Crowley has done in this season has been carefully thought out and a part of a bigger picture
• His whole "addiction" was mostly an act, because he knows how much trouble it can be to underestimate your enemies, and that's exactly what he wants Abbadon to do
• We will be seeing more of Kevin
• The Mark of Cain will fuck up Dean pretty badly and possibly to the point of "demonizing" him
• Sam was able to pull him out of it the first time, but he probably won't be able to do it again
• I'm guessing hoping that we'll get a reverse crypt scene, most likely in season 10
• Destiel will rise from subtext to text because holy shit the detail and romantic tropes they put into the relationship, I refuse to believe there is a universe where they don't become canon
• Seriously though, all I need is at least an acknowledgement, like the final scene showing Sam on the porch of his house, with his lovely wife and baby and apple pie life (he is working as a Man of Letters in the bunker, but he still has a house somewhere near), and Dean gets in the Impala and gives a brief kiss to Cas, who is sitting on the passenger seat and then they ride into the sunset, Kansas blasting on the background
• That's it, that's the final scene, I have decided
• On a side note, if when it'll be canon it'll be endgame, meaning that it will not happen this season and probably not the first half of the next season because:
• Shit will only escalate until the season finale (this being the second act of a three act story), which means angst, angst, feels, separation, violence, angst, alcoholism, feels, angst, misunderstandings and self loathing

And that's it. That's my predictions. I gotta go now, bye.

Pie out.

P.S. Happy Easter, or whatever. Send me chocolate

I've got nothing.

I... Umm...

I don't understand where the time goes.

I wake up on a Tuesday, curse not having had time to think of anything to write about, go to school, come back home, find something to write about anyway, go to sleep and wake up to another Thursday.
Well, I mean, obviously not actually. There are other days in between, but just when I have thought I can take a couple of days off not thinking about what to write about, it's suddenly Tuesday again.

And what do I do with that time?
I have no idea.

I've read the rest of the Divergent -trilogy this last week. And gone to hang out with some people from Protu in Helsinki. But I don't do anything that I could actually get an idea of what to write about.

So I've got nothing.

Also I'm tired (I slept four hours last night), and annoyed, and I've spent four hours in a train today, and then been to two different grocery store with mom.

The next week (well, Thu-Mon) I will spend in the woods. Maybe I'll come up with something out there, and have something to actually write about next Tuesday.

I'm just not at all in the mood right now. Sorry.

This helps a little, though.

~matu

Lunar eclipse and possibly other things

Top o' the mornin' to ya! Or something.

I don't know if you know, but next week there will be a lunar eclipse. And not just an eclipse, but a total lunar eclipse. The moon will turn red, apparently. And I am hyped. Because it is visible in the USA. You can't see it there, sorry. Here's a graph.

If you're in the reddest area you can see the who thing and on the others the sun/moon will rise/set before the whole thing is over. As you can see I will be able to see almost the whole thing (at least the really interesting part, huehue).

So when is it then? Next week, Monday-Tuesday night. That is Tuesday morning to you. UTC time 4:55-10:36, with the full eclipse 7:08-8:23. Maximum eclipse at 7:46. That is 3:46 my time. And I have every intention to stay up and watch it. Ok, maybe like sleep from 9 to 3 and then go and watch it and then go back to bed for a few hours. Seems like a plan, eh? Unless the weather is flipped up and if it is I will kick some ass.

Also, there is apparently this great prophesy about the Blood Moon in Christianity for a change. This eclipse is the first of four eclipses this year and the next and apparently after the final eclipse is over Jesus will walk the earth again and then Armageddon will be a-go! Or something. There's a wikipedia article, it's kinda funny.

Personally I think it's super cool. The Blood Moon. I've always wanted to see one, I'm so excited. I really wanna include a Blood Moon in a story about something....Oh! OH! Little Red Riding Hood, oh this is perfect! Remember that story I told you about way back in November? The one for NaNoWriMo I never did? It has a huntress Red Riding Hood and a werewolf this would be perfect! I still don't know what's happening but aw yiss, this is so happening! Someday. In the future. Possibly...

While on the topic of stories, I really wanna talk about dragons, but I don't know what about them. Uhhh. I had an idea about the realms/dimensions/universes, but what was it... ummmm..... Something about the portals, uh. So I guess you can access any world easily from White Island if you know how (see the Queen creating portals herself) but to access White Island from outside you either have to be a super duper hyper powerful wizard or sth or it must happen by chance. Like with Cinnamon, although she was probably somewhat drawn to that place because of her heritage. Idk.

I think this'll be a series. In the first part Pin gets the dragon, goes to the castle, joins the Riders, makes friends, finds out about the King's plans and runs away with Carina, who does not want to be there. Oh, Carina is the leader of the Dragon Riders, badass mofo who takes shit from no one and who could probably take over the world alone, if given a reason to. But she has a strong sense of justice and is kind and even friendly once you get to know her better. She's just kinda hardened by the army life. I'm still kinda working on why they even have an army if they're not in war... Maybe there's like monsters or something. Though I don't really like the idea of that, because I like monsters that aren't actually monsters, but I guess there's good guys and bad guys idk. It's a work in progress. Thoughts, comments, ideas?

I'm gonna go now. Bye.

Pie out.

Dystopian

Tuesday?
Really? Is it? Again?

What if I don't want to write a blog post? What if I want to read a book?

Oh, well. Here are all the things I have done during the last week:
1. Read Dust, the last book of the Wool-series. Not sure if that actually the name of the series, though. But you should definitely read them. They're great.
2. Studied biology, though a lot less than I should have, because the books are stupid, and I had to study the cell from two books at the same time, cause they first talk about cells in the beginning of course 2, and then the same stuff and maybe in a little more depth somewhere in the text in course 5. And that sucked. Because studying from two book literally at the same time is damn difficult. Why can't they just study the cell, and be done with it, and then go on to the next thing?
3. Re-organised my apartment. Since I live alone now, I have one extra room at the moment, and I transferred it into a TV room. So now I kinda have two living rooms, one with a piano and a table, and the other one with two couches and a TV. And then something that's supposed to be a bedroom.
4. Been to a house-warming party.
5. (Almost) read Divergent. I have maybe 60 pages left, and all I want to do right now is get back to it. I also bought the other two books of the series and noticed, that I'm running out of bookshelf again. Or rather that I have to do some re-organising with that too, soon.
Also, I had to go to school for a few of hours on a couple of days.

One thing you may notice here is that the books I've been reading are books that tell about the future of human kind. I also reread The Hunger Games in January, so (ignoring the last two books of The Night's Masque -trilogy I read after HG) right now I'm going through a third dystopian trilogy in a row (I stick by dystopian being a word, even though this thing disagrees with me. It's a word I learned at WFC last year, from authors who write dystopian novels.).

Anyway, I'm reading about societies a few hundred years in the future, (all located in North America; Wool in Georgia and Divergent in Seattle. The Seattle bit I figured out all on my own with the help of GoogleMaps from the street and place names that are said in the book. I'm a little proud.) and that gets me thinking about, well, the possible futures for human. Since WFC in October and a panel I went to see on the topic of this kind of novels, I've started to feel like I want to write a dystopian novel too. But that's not what I wanted to talk about.

What I wanted to talk about, is that reading people's scenarios for the future is interesting. What people have done to the planet in a few hundred years in interesting. What sucks is that the only thing I've got is authors' thoughts about it. They create great futures and great stories, that's not what I'm saying. I love those books.
What I'm saying is that it sucks to die, because I really, really would want to know what the world is like in a hundred years. Or two hundred. Or five. But I won't. I just wouldn't want to miss out on all the knowing there is in the future, and about the future. My curiosity will never be satisfied.

Anyway, imagining the future is fascinating. Reading about a possible future (whether it's in anyway likely or not) is fascinating. Because really, all we have about tomorrow is guesses, and stories of possible tomorrows. We can be fairly certain about a lot of things. But there is nothing at all, that we can know for hundred percent certainty. And that is exciting, and inspiring, and fascinating, and I can't wait to get there.

I'm not entirely sure what my point with all this was. But I really want to get back to my book, and my (well, Veronica Roth's) possible future.

~matu

How I Screwed Your Series Finale

Hello. I am disappointed.

As you mentioned in your post, the himym finale was, how should I put it... Surprising. And by surprising I mean "what the flip what are you doing you can't do that that is bullshit!!1"

There will be spoilers. Consider yourself warned

I'm gonna start by saying I am very very disappointed by the divorce. I mean Barney and Robin were practically the same person, and while for some it would be a terrible decision to marry someone just like you, for them it was a brilliant idea. Because that's the kind of person they are. They were best friends, they were brilliant together and they actually wanted the same things out of the relationship. I refuse to believe the fact that they traveled so much could ruin their marriage. I mean, neither one is really the settling type, so I'd imagine a little change of scenery would not do that much harm. Also, Robin seemed at times also as sick as Barney to the whole traveling thing. I mean the easy thing to do would've been to request a position where she didn't have to travel. Not get a divorce from the guy that was clearly your other half.

Not to mention the buildup that wedding had! Since season 6 the first and last episode have been about their wedding plus the entirety of season 9. That's four years. Four years it's been in the making and now you take it all apart in minutes??? No, you don't do that! It's like if at the end of Friends Phoebe and Mike suddenly got divorced. Like, no. No. They were better than that.

That's strike one.

Then comes the part with the babies. Lily and Marshall getting a third baby? Well, possible, but I wouldn't have done that. Granted, in the future visions they had back when they moved to the crooked apartment they both had three kids in them, but I still think Lily would be done after two. Besides with her growing art career (which she totally deserves to have) two kids is enough work. But that I can live with. I can very well imagine they could get a third kid. But Barney? While it was a lovely scene where he held the baby and the next scene in the bar was funny, Barney is not daddy material. Not really. He'd be the best uncle, but he'd probably be a pretty lousy father. He would try, of course, determined to be the best father he himself never knew and people do change so it could kinda work out but how? He's gonna go live in the suburbs? No way. He's gonna take a little child into bars with him? No flipping way. I just can't see how he would integrate this new baby into his life.

That's strike two.

Now, this I could've still lived with. I'd have been kinda pissed, but I would've survived this series finale. But no. Noooooo, they didn't leave it there. Oh no. They fucked it up.

By ending the series with Ted and Robin (apparently) getting together they completely ignored the character development of both of them for the past few years. I mean asdafdsadgajsdgnhaasdfgsadgaghhhhh. The whole episode about the balloon and letting things go? Yeah forget that. The several seasons of Ted getting over Robin and accepting that the things they wanted were too different? Haha nope, never happened. The life Robin had built herself for herself, her career and her relationship with Barney? Well we can't have that, can we? They reduced Robin from her status as a character to "the thing that always was there for Ted to come and get". And that is not good. That is bad, that is really bad and frankly that's insulting. And what's she gonna do now? Wasn't the whole problem with Barney that she wouldn't stay still? And now she's just gonna move to the suburbs with Ted to live with his two teenaged kids? What?? They still want different things from life, THE WHOLE PROBLEM THAT LEAD TO THEM BREAKING UP IN THE FIRST PLACE IS STILL THERE!! By having a ~30yr break fixes nothing.

Frankly, I don't even think they love each other. Not like they pretend they do. Ted even said it himself "I don't love you like that anymore" but I don't think he ever really did. He loves the thought loving Robin like that. Because Robin is smart and funny and beautiful and perfect except she's not. She's not who Ted wants her to be and she probably never will be. She doesn't want to be a mother, she doesn't want to stand still, she doesn't want to play house and be a housewife. That's not who she is.

Ted is a romantic, and the problem with romantics is that they often love the idea of love more than the person they say they love. And that's what Robin is to him. Not the woman he loves, but the woman he'd love to love. And he has convinced himself that he does, And that can be a problem. Because that kind of thinking can lead to thinking about women as romantic prizes instead of people. As if you complete enough romantic gestures you achieve a girlfriend. That's not how it works. That's not how it should work.

So to recap, this series finale very effectively:

• destroyed a perfectly good relationship they had been building for four years
• apparently for the sake of another which should have the exact same problems as the one they destroyed
• threw one of it's characters into a situation he will have great difficulty navigating without warning and without telling us what happened after
•  reduced another character from her position as a character to a "prize" for the male lead
• ignored any character development that has happened in the past few years
• ditched "The Apartment" in a very unceremonious manner
• exploited the Mother to give Ted the kids he wanted but Robin couldn't have (may not have been their intention to come across like that, but that's the feeling I got)
• was a terrible finale
• I mean it's the flipping season finale this it not how you do it.

Basically, DON'T.

And to (kinda) quote a very great man "I acknowledge the network has made a finale but seeing as it's a stupid ass finale I've elected to ignore it."

Pie out.

P.S. I am lucky, I guess. I only invested a year of my life into this series, but some have been watching it for a decade. I am very, very disappointed. And I am not the only one.
P.P.S. What show of a group of friends should we watch now? From Friends to How I Met Your Mother and now towards new things~

Now some logic

Good morning. Again.

So, dad dug up for me how to get the logic symbols, so I'll talk about it now, since you wanted to know how to write things in maths.
There are more than one kind of logics, but the one I'll be talking about it predicate logic.
I apologize to begin with if I use wrong terms. I have only ever studied logic in Finnish, but I'll try my best to make the correct translations

Basically writing something in predicate logic looks something like this:

∀x (B(x) ∧ F(x) → ∃yL(y,x))

Obviously on it's own this doesn't really tell you much. Let me take that into pieces and explain how you should read that.

First of all, you have the predicates, in this case B(x), F(x) and L(x,y). They tell about a quality something has, like in B(x) and F(x), or if there's more than one variable inside it, then it tells about the relation between what ever is inserted there.
The variables (x, y, z...) only mark the place where you can put some constant, marked with a, b, c... or really with any letter you like that isn't confused with the variables. The constants, unlike the variables have a meaning on their own: they are names given to subjects, and are always used to refer to that specific thing, like a certain chair, or a book, or a specific person.
Also, there are the symbols that you need to know the meaning to, that you might be familiar with from high school math lessons. I'll tell you what they are.

→ implies, if... then
↔ equivalent, if and only if... then
¬ negation, what ever follows isn't true
∧ conjunction, and
∨ disjunction, or
∀ universal quantification, with all
∃ existential quantification, exists

Also, before you can actually translate anything, you have to give meaning to the predicates and the constants in the context of the conversation.

I have given my predicates up there the following meanings:
B(x): x is a book
F(x): x is fantasy/scifi
L(x,y): x likes y
In order to give you more examples, I'll just give meanings to a few more things, so I don't have to do that later.
M(x): x is a movie/series
s: Star Treck
m: me
p: you
i: our little sister
w: Wool (The book. Just finished reading the second of the series. It's brilliant.)

Cause I'm sure this will make for great examples. (Then again, at school our examples are something like "Write "all red balls are red" in logic", so...)

Ok, now let's look at the sentence in the beginning again by putting it into pieces.

∀x (of all things) (B(x) (if a thing is a book) ∧ (and) F(x) (fantasy) → (then) ∃y (there exist) L(y,x) (y that likes the thing))

or, in a more understandable language: For every fantasy book, there is someone who likes it.

Let's try something simpler, and the other way round. Let's translate "you like Star Trek". It's very simple:

L(p,s)

Now let's make that a little more complicated so it's not so boring. Let's say "you like the scifi series Star Trek". We can't actually say it quite like that, but have to take it into pieces, "Star Trek is scifi" being one, "Star Trek is a series" being another, and "you like Star Trek" being the third. Now, to write this, we need p and s, and we need F(x), M(x) and L(x,y).
And then we write:

F(s) ∧ M(s) ∧ L(p,s)
s is fantasy AND s is a series AND you like s.

You getting a hang of this?

I'll write you a few more examples:

You like all scifi series. (If something is a scifi series, you like it)
∀x ((F(x)∧M(x))→L(p,x))

I don't like Star Trek, but our little sister does.
¬L(m,s)∧L(i,s)

There is a fantasy book I like or you do.
∃x(F(x)∧B(x)∧(L(m,x)∨L(p,x)))

Our little sister likes Wool if I do. (If I like Wool, then she does too.)
L(m,w)→L(i,w)

If you like a book, it's also a movie.
∀x((B(x)∧L(p,x))→M(x))

I never said any of those sentences are true. Or that they'd be very good or sensible sentences. (Like I said, we have exercises translating sentences like red balls are red.) They're just examples of how to translate from English to logic.
After weeks of sitting in class, there are still people there who have no idea how any of this works. I trust you're smart enough to get a little bit of a hang on how this works from this little explanation. Tell me if you didn't get something, I can go on in the comments. I for example didn't get to where you should put the brackets and how moving them might change what the sentence means.

Ok, I'm running out of time. But I hope you got something out of that. A couple of small things that I just happen to have in my head, though:
Continuing on the topic of translating stuff did you know scientists are making equipment for translating dolphinian live time? Or what ever you want to call the language dolphins speak.
Also, I watched the last episode of How I Met Your Mother just before starting to write this. I have only one thing to say: Ummm... what? You're kidding me, right?

~matu