Tuesday, May 27, 2025

Fine Flights to Finer Places

Oh, hello. I didn't see you there. Probably because this is an email, and not a real conversation. How was I supposed to see you through the language-sending power of the internet? This isn't FaceTime after all. Just plain old, practically vintage email. Maybe I'll start sending vlogs. Those are hip with the kids these days, I hear.

Similar to the last email, not much is going on. My AI work robot is now an app, so my coworkers need only to double-click on the W icon on their desktop and voila! All of their questions are answered in a mere few seconds. You may applaud. It was actually harder to get the app to display a picture than it was to put AI capabilities in it and reference OpenAI's API. It was also hard to make into an executable app file, but that is just because I had no experience with it.

I got bored at work and opened FamilySearch and just started going back in time to find my royal bloodline. I went as far as I could and got all the way back to Adam and Eve. I didn't know Adam's middle name was Ben. Apparently so. His father was "Biblical God". I noticed a small arrow above Biblical God, indicating that perhaps he too had parents. Unfortunately, there was nothing there when I opened it. However, I had the power to add a mother and father. I did. I added "hydrogen nucleus" as the father and "energy" as the mother. Someone is going to be very surprised. Mwahaha.

You may be surprised to learn that I did not write this all at the same time. Until this part, I had been writing from a regular computer on a normal keyboard. Typical email stuff, you know, the usual. However, I am now writing this from over 10,000 feet in the air. No, I did not achieve my dreams of becoming an astronaut over the weekend, as cool as that would be. I am actually on a plane! My brother (barely) finished high school, so my mother (not barely, W mom) decided to send us on a trip to Disneyland. I've never been; my family went back in November while I was deployed. Any suggestions? It's just me and him on this excursion, so hopefully we make it back alive, but you can never be so sure. As for student speakers, all but one of the speeches were good. Unlike previous years, they also honored a student who recently passed away, so that was a big plus. One of the speeches started with a Kanye quote, which just about established the veracity of the words spoken. Pretty mid speech. I also learned at graduation (not the Kanye one) that I have at least one loyal reader. Incredible fanbase.

In other news, I booked my flight to Paris! Pretty soon I'll be walking the streets of the biggest French city in the world. Hopefully they don't hate me as much as they generally hate Americans. It's okay. I think I have adjusted to being different than the people around me. My opinions are typically not shared by those within my social spheres, but that's okay. My grandma asked me if I felt accepted by those around me, considering I live in Utah and attend one of the most conservative schools in the country. I told her that I don't really see the point in explaining myself to most people, with a couple of exceptions, because I know that the odds of someone agreeing with me or wanting to hear what I have to say will always be against me. I don't feel like it's worth fighting with most people about what I believe, so I mostly just sit there and mind my own business. Bet you didn't think you'd make it in the weekly email, did you Grandma? Maybe I'll transfer to Harvard. It'll probably be quite a bit easier now… but I probably have one too many A- and not enough club presidencies.

Fortnite is back on the iOS platform! Now that is a true victory royale. 

I learned about how to derive wave equations this week and how to apply them to systems. I also got my first introduction to Fourier series and analysis, which is genuinely crazy. The fact that some rando in a cabin one winter was able to just figure out how wave functions work on a pad of paper is beyond me. 

I did the impossible this week and broke through the once-impregnable firewall that is BYU's Office of Information Technology. They are infamous around campus for denying every request for access to services and charging other offices for their help. However, I wrote an email and argued my case to 3 different employees, who agreed that my use case perhaps deserved an exception to their iron-fisted laws. They forwarded me to someone a little more in charge who might be able to give me what I want. Thank you, AP Lang for granting me argumentative writing skills.

I am considering starting up my daily boomerangs again. Maybe I'll make slightly longer form content. Who knows?

Alright, some face-less voice didn't just inform me that we're beginning our descent into sunny Anaheim, California. I was just looking for an excuse to end the email.

Bye, thanks for visiting,

-will.ai.m

ps. if you saw my blogs, you're probably confused. I am now home from the land of Disney. I just forgot to send this. I'll write more next week probably



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