Way back when I was living in Minnesota, I wrote this terrible series of sci-fi/comedy shorts with my writing partner lover ROOMMATE at the time. One of them was about the notion of fatalism, and it had one character explaining to the other character that magic died out (no, really) because it was ACTUALLY part of a larger arcane structure of understanding causality paradigms and logarithms which were based on the finite consequence of physics (really). See if every action has an equal and opposite reaction, then even a sub-atomic level there are no random paths, everything is a reaction to a previous thing and that means we live in a completely fatalistic reality, until quantum-mechanics came along and mucked everything up by being able to generate random numbers for the first time in human history. With that disorder came the destabilization of an entire unpracticed school of thought, namely Magic, which retroactively deleted itself from human understanding and memory.

 See, here’s the other thing about when I was living in Minnesota: I was doing things like sleeping 4 hours a night, and drinking nothing but milk mixed with Vodka (no… really.). It was terrible and exists buried on the hard drive of an increasingly outdated laptop, which when it’s outlived it’s usefulness will probably be thrown into the East River without backing anything up. Things from the past or good to learn from, but nihil sanctum est, and sometimes you gotta move on. What the fuck was I talking about?

 Oh! Right! Turns out that that shit was kinda true! Not the crazy part about magic and all that, but today I learned that for the first time in history, cryptologists (or as I call them ‘cool scientists’) were able to use quantum theory and mechanics to generate the first ever completely random numbers. And wouldn’t you figure, the number of, well, numbers they were able to generate before crapping out: 42.

 No, really.

-diggy