From the west to the east
I have flown to be near you
I have come all this way
to be close, to be here with you

And now all my heart
I will lay down precisely at your feet…

…

I am yours, I am yours,
for as long as you will have me …

- The Bird and the Bee | “Love Letter to Japan”

Leonard: What do you mean, you’re moving out? Why?

Sheldon: There doesn’t have to be a reason.

Leonard: Yeah, there kinda does.

Sheldon: Not necessarily. This is a classic example of Münchhausen’s Trilemma. Either the reason is predicated on a series of sub-reasons leading to an infinite regression, or it tracks back to arbitrary axiomatic statements, or it’s ultimately circular, i.e. I’m moving out because I’m moving out.

Leonard: I’m still confused.

Sheldon: Leonard, I don’t see how I could have made it any simpler.

- The Big Bang Theory, 2×01 “The Bad Fish Paradigm”

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The next time someone rebuts me that there’s a reason (however whacked that maybe) for everything when I don’t really believe there’s one, I have an explanation ready.

Münchhausen’s Trilemma, people, Münchhausen’s Trilemma.

(1) All justifications in pursuit of certain knowledge have also to justify the means of their justification and doing so they have to justify anew the means of their justification. Therefore there can be no end. We are faced with the hopeless situation of ‘infinite regression’. It is progress ad infinitum — all proof requires some further supporting proof, and so on to infinity.

For example, reasonOne is backed up by reasonTwo; reasonTwo is backed up by reasonThree; reasonThree is backed up by reasonFour … and so on and so forth.

[x] Why d’you have to buy a new pc?
[y] Because my current one cannot support the apps that I need to run.
[x] Why can’t it support those apps?
[y] Because it’s so slow.
[x] Why is it slow?
[y] Because its processor is old.
[x] Why is the processor –
[y] — OMG, STOP ASKING ALREADY!

(2) One can justify with a circular argument, but this sacrifices its validity.

Define circular: it’s the beginning of the end of the beginning of the end …

Like when asked, “why do you do that thing you do?”, you answer, “because I do that thing that I do.” And like what Sheldon told Leonard in dialogue, “I’m moving out because I’m moving out.” Or to continue with my example above, “I’m buying a PC because I’m buying a PC.”

I’m not sure if we can consider the following an example though:

[x] Why are you here?
[y] Because I’m not there.
[x] Why are you not there?
[y] Because I’m here.

(3) One can stop at self-evidence or common sense or fundamental principles or speaking ‘ex cathedra’ (Papal Infallibity) or at any other evidence, but in doing so the intention to install certain justification is abandoned. It means you’ll have to have a break of searching at a certain point, which indeed appears  principally feasible, but would mean a random suspension of the principle of sufficient reason.

[x] Why are you buying a pc?
[y] Because my current one’s old ergo it’s slow and annoying as hell.

*** I know I’m hasty generalizing with the old = slow thing but I’m too lazy to think of other examples right now.

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“…certainty is impossible, but that it’s best to get as close as we can, while remembering our uncertainty”

– Fallibilism of Karl Popper and Hans Albert.

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I cannot understand any of the above. What the frick was I thinking? :)) Damn you, TBBT, damn you!

The first time I played Futsal (ya know, the indoor version of Football/Soccer), I immediately tried my hand at being the Keeper (goalkeeper, not the Keeper of the Underworld — Sword of Truth series, you wait, alright, Imma finish your Goddarn last installment in the next hundred years).

Anyway, I have more respect for Keepers all over the world because it’s frakking hard to be one. Imagine being the last point (not even a line, sheesh) of defense and you gotta bail out your team by not letting the opponents’ kicks convert into goals. The pressure is ginormous, I know, but heck, it’s boring if the ball just stays at the midfield.So I also want to run around the field like a headless chicken but still play defense. So I guess, I’ll just play Keeper when I run out of breath or something (damn you, stupid lungs). Until then, I’ll be part of the defensive line.

(All of these nonstop and rubbish ramblings only serve to point out that I’ve always liked playing defense more than offense — in almost, if not all, of the sports that I tried playing, and in almost, if not all, of the aspects of my life.)

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PS — Inferness, ang sakit pala sa pagkatao maging Keeper. Literally and figuratively (bahala na kayo kung alin sa mga multiple meanings ang gusto niyo isipin — most prolly tama yan lahat, hee). Anyhoo, kaya nga pala sila may gloves ano — para kapag binlock mo using your hand yung bola, hindi masyado masakit. Amfufu.

Nasusuka ako, kinakain na ang loob
Masakit na mga tuhod, kailangan bang lumuhod?
Gusto ko lang naman, yung totoo
Yung tipong ang sagot, ay di rin isang tanong

Nahihilo, nalilito
Asan ba ko sayo? Asan ba ko sayo?
Nahihilo, nalilito
Asan ba ko sayo? Aasa ba ko sayo?

—-

[ Migraine by Moonstar 88 ]

** damn stupid migraine, it just won’t leave me alone.

① Trapped fixing UI horrors while having the remnants of last night’s migraine is the shiznits. I wanna go home and sleep.

② When I try to focus my attention on something for more than 40 minutes, my head revolts. Ergo, migraine.

③ Will try my hand in tennis tomorrow (because I desperately need to shift my attention away from the WC finals — craaaaaaap, L.A. won over SASS this morning). Hopefully said hand won’t hurt that much. I hurt it more than a couple of years ago trying to punch something really solid.

④ The Science of Sleep. Quirky, odd, weird, fascinating, confounding, amazing. Love love love love it.

⑤ if ( number of requests = number of limitations ) then { tinats.do( nothing ); }

⑥ 30 Rock is awesome. Very well-written comedy.

⑦ My TV shows are back. Halleluiah!

⑧ It’s been — what, 5 days since I last posted a 365 shot. Sue me. I have the right to be lazy, too.

——-

Have to get back to what I was searching. Haiz. Just want this day to be over.

Here we go again. Four first round exits in a row. It gets tiring. Especially when you know you coulda won it but didn’t. I’m not gonna rant about how my team had injuries all season long and how we lost to the most crap-tastic team on the planet (who celebrated on the center logo — what low-class turds they are). I think I just need to sulk and feel sad a  little bit about the Storm’s season-ender, need to wallow for a while before I start looking forward to May 2009 (oh, there’s still the college season pa pala) and get all excited for the new Storm lineup (I dunno who will be traded and who will be back and who will retire).

But anyway, here’s hoping San Antonio swallows the Diva and Divalette and Dirty Milton-Jones and the rest of those SpOrks for lunch. I think I need a whole week before I can manage to cheer for Becky Hammon and Co. though. And I also need some time before I bring back the old layout.

Ayoko sa lahat, paasa eh. Mang-memendoukusai tapos pulpol naman pala. Letch.