One of the odd things is one of the days at the con, not only was I uncharacteristically wearing a skirt, I received multiple compliments for my outfit. Yay! I managed to assemble something aesthetically appealing.
Another thing is that I find it a bit disturbing when someone walks up and starts talking to me and show that they know me and I have no clue who they are. I don't feel like I'm that good at recognizing people as they age. Or alternatively I'm ageless and am rather easy to recognize.
Today I also visited alejandromagno and saw a funky movie what the bleep which interwove commentary from several mystics and scientists with a mystical bent about what is real and who are we in a narrative about a woman's somewhat confusing day.
I seem to be more willing to let mystics and philosophers make claims about our minds than the physical world. For example one of the popular things about watered down quantum physics is the idea of how the observer is important. Those with a somewhat mystical bent like to view this as a way of making consciousness and thought supreme in the universe. Unfortunately the recent offhanded explanation about how hard it is to get quantum computing to work seems to suggest that the observer can be just other nearby molecules.
So I'm not willing to give them the idea of how I think influences probability or the physical world around me, but I am willing to agree that my view of myself and my connections to others does create the framework for how I experience the world.