Everyone who’s passed through my life leaves me with a song. It was never meant for me, but it doesn’t mean I can’t feel it and sing along.
Sophia the robot visited Vietnam today and VnExpress asked me to write an op-ed about what it means to be human. In the article, I mentioned the program that Andrej Karpathy wrote that generated Shakespeare-sounding text.
I didn’t think much of it until my editor texted me: “Is Andrej Karpathy human?”
I was like: “I guess.”
She was disappointed and took that example out of my article.
The Lyft driver picked me up from work today and, gesturing at the spaceship-like building behind me, asked: “Do you work at NVIDIA?” I said yes. He said: “Wow.”
He told me that 8 years ago, his wife got offers from both Qualcomm and NVIDIA. She chose Qualcomm because she didn’t want to work for a tiny company that only made gaming chips. “Then her Qualcomm stocks went straight down,” he said. “If she had taken the NVIDIA offer, we’d have been retired by now.”
Anyone could have said the same thing about buying Bitcoin, investing in Facebook, buying a house in Mountain View, or a million other things now that we have the benefit of hindsight. We like to think that we came so close to an opportunity because we’re special, but the truth is that we’re just short-sighted.
I tried carpooling with Scoop. Richard picked me up — his house is one block away from my house and his office building is right next to mine. He must have been one of the earliest success stories of online dating. He married his wife in 1996, through Match.com. To make it more dramatic, his wife is from China. “She was one of six women in Asia back then on Match.com,” Richard said. “I flew to China to meet her, and a few months later, I came back to marry her.” Continue reading “[Day 791] The first Chinese woman to get married via online dating”
Before selling my soul to the Computer Science god and enjoying all the privileges an elite education could provide, I was a reckless hitchhiker. For 9 months, I hitchhiked across Africa. Hitchhiking was also my main mode of transportation in Israel and South America. The highlight of my existence was when I was featured on the list of “fantastic hitchhikers” by the Lonely Planet author Anick-Marie Bouchard. Continue reading “[Day 703] Hitchhiking in the US”
I was in Orange County and this showed up in my inbox:
This made me feel a bit rebellious so I wanted to do something different. Dying my hair was one of the things I’d wanted to try for a long time but never did. For one thing, I’ve heard that dying my hair could potentially damage it. For another, I’ve spent my entire life learning to accept my hair for what it is so I was worried that dying my hair would only make it worse.
.. but it’s over now.
I finished the last exam of my Stanford career today. Halfway through the last exam, I kept checking my watch to see how much longer I had to pretend to care. Looking at the tense, sweaty faces around me, I had that strange out-of-body experience of looking at my past self. “Whatever is happening now, it’s already in the past.” The outcome of this exam wouldn’t affect my future self one tiny bit. It was over. I’d already checked out. Continue reading “[Day 683] It must have been love …”