Weekend Roundup

This one promises to be a less than an exciting weekend.

I have already spent my day today doing grocery shopping and completing some banking tasks. Also, spent the later half of the day watching “When Harry Met Sally” and the Turkish GP Qualifying. With Ferrari and McLaren taking the top spots again, it promises to be a cracker of a race tomorrow.

I need to get my Bike repaired. It suffered quite a bit in the chutt accident that I had before I had gone home. Race in the afternoon, and then I would need to shop a bit for my sisters for Rakhi. I have kind of decided on a book for one, but cannot think of anything for the elder one? Choosing gifts is such a pain. Any ideas?

Meanwhile, I have also decided on ordering “Godel, Escher and Bach” and “A Short History of Nearly Everything.

Tech and Art

Do you see beauty in a recursive loop?? Do the curves of a V-twin engine of a Harley Davidson remind you of finely carved Greek statues?? Do you hear music in the sound of a V-10 F1 engine (you will be missed)? If your answer to all of these is a yes, then you are a technologist at your heart, whether or not you have a tech degree.

Ever since I joined Evalueserve, I had always wondered why they called it the state-of-the-art instead of state-of-the-technology, or why they called it prior art instead of existing technology. Finally stumbled on the answer yesterday while reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.

Turns out that the word technology is derived from the Greek word techne, meaning art, skill or craft. One of the wisest races to have ever existed, the Greeks, in all their wisdom, never saw any difference between art and technology and never had different words for them. No wonder their buildings are considered works of art in the modern world.

So next time you find yourself comparing Bach to Knuth or Michelangelo to the engineers of Ferrari, don’t be surprised.

Bike or a Car?

I would always prefer a bike to a car. I mean I would always prefer an Enfield to any other Indian car or a Harley V-Rod to any other car. Given below is the reason.

You see things vacationing on a motorcycle in a way that is completely different from any other. In a car you’re always in a compartment, and because you’re used to it you don’t realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV. You’re a passive observer and it is all moving by you boringly in a frame.

On a cycle the frame is gone. You’re completely in contact with it all. You’re in the scene not just watching it, and the sense of presence is overwhelming. That concrete whizzing by five inches below your foot is the real thing, the same stuff you walk on, it’s right there, so blurred you can’t focus on it, yet you can put your foot down and touch it anytime, the whole thing, the whole experience, is never removed from immediate consciousness.

For those who know me, this is from some book you can easily guess. Others, go Google it!! The book was given to me by Nawani. Thanks. It is just great.