I just realized how to fix the offset time on my posts. Since the minutes are negligibly offset, I just subtract 3600 sec/hour * 1 hour = 3600 seconds from the UNIX time stamps whenever I write in the script for it to fetch the date. Wow! I’ll do that sometime soon here. By the by, $time is a wonderful thing - I hope I didn’t redefine it a bunch of times in my scripts. That woulda been a loser move. ‘Night.
“No matter how long any of us live, the freemasons will still be mysterious.”
The password to this login area is so long, I wonder if it sometimes it just lets me in on account that I took the time to attempt to spell the password correctly. Well, not really spell it, but assemble the characters in a nearly-correct-order. That reminds me, I changed my dialup access number and now I can’t recognize my IP in the hit section of the backend of this website. Strange. I’ll learn it soon, or get so bugged that I’ll just change the number back. 56k is not gonna happen anyways - this modem just doesn’t play well with anybody’s server. Back in the day, when I used to call Matt’s home number and his modem picked up and we played the original Nascar … peer2peer - that was cool. My ICQ number is fairly low - 11 million something. Guess I’m just reminiscing about my early days online. Windows 3.1, running all my programs off the zip drive; back when 2x was a ‘quick’ CD read speed. In the scheme of things, this was not that early - but compared to the time all of my peers and classmates got online - it was a while before that. I remember criticizing AIM while chatting on ICQ. Then AIM started making some advances that ICQ just couldn’t match and then ICQ got bought by AOL. That really wasn’t fun. So, grudgingly, we figured out how to register on AOL and got our screen names on. The switch took a while to get used to. To this day, AIM lives on the right side of my screen and ICQ on the left. Now I remember, I made an skin for ICQ once. Hmm - that took a while. It always surprises me to think how much time I have wasted spent on Paint Shop Pro images, online chatting, HTML coding, calculator game downloading/playing, website designing and web site destroying. I wonder what would lie before me if all of this time had been channeled towards one massive effort. For example, if I had made one huge, PHP and mySQL database driven website, there would be a big something. Or, how about if I had copied every CD i have come across since I got the equipment; how much music would I have? How many laws would I have broken? Case in point; I started Lifetime years ago and go there regularly. This could be considered a “massive effort.” I do not wish to brag about, embellish, or describe in detail the results of such an effort but it does give me a sense of satisfaction/accomplishment. I think that is what I am craving.
Sometimes, I go into Borders and I am completely overwhelmed. There is so much music I want to hear, books I want to read, facts I want to know, concepts about people and their interaction I want to learn, just so much knowledge I want to internalize. It’s staggering. When a person can derive so much satisfaction and inspiration from one book, think of the effect of learning a whole topic from many books, or a whole series of fiction, or learning a new skill … like woodworking. Actually, I don’t have too much interest in woodworking.
I suppose it makes sense now; why I don’t play video games too much. Why spend hours when you have nothing to show for it? You may have noticed this website is put together in such a way to make you very aware of how much stuff is on it - I think I did this unconsciously because I like to see how much has been accomplished. Part of me loves to look back on what’s been done - and the other part likes to sit online and chat - and think about what I would do if I had a playstation II and SSX tricky and SSX. I love SSX.
I’ll just leave it as an even split between the two.
Or, if you don’t celebrate it as a religious holiday, happy tree/gift/santa/family day. Either way, being on break sure is nice. Wow. Gotta finish writing these graduation photos. Fine, fine, gotta start writing them. One gift left to give! I hope she likes it :) AND on top of all this …. I feel rested. looks around alertly Oh yeah, I’m awake. What a great feeling. Everybody (OK fine, both of you) who are reading: thanks and a Merry Christmas once again!
You know, understanding physics is like trying to nail jello to the wall. It can be done, but you need a lot of ingenuity, time, patience, and nails. Regardless of the imperfect analogy, I absolutely nailed my jello to the wall tonight. Just nailed it. Parallel versus series and the resultant total capacitance? No problem. pF? No problem. Electrical field strength? OK, a bit of an issue but cleared it up. Parallel plate capacitors? Bring it. The permittivity of free space? Heck yeah. Dielectrics? I read that part just for fun. Ha! Just try me world, I can’t be beat!
Could you let down your hair
And be transparent for a while
Just a little while
See if your human after all
Honesty is a hard attribute to find
When we all want to seem like we’ve got it all figured out
I may be the first to say that I don’t have a clue
I don’t have all the answers
And god I pretend like I do just
Trying to find my way
Trying to find my way the best that I know how
Well I haven’t memorized all the cute things to say
But I’m working on it
Maybe I’ll master this art for today
I’d I qoute all the line off the top of my head
And you’d be
I dont understand all of these things Ive read
Im just trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
Trying to find my way the best that I know how
Well I havent drawn it or figured out quite yet
But even if it takes my whole life
To get to where I need to be
And if I should fall to the bottom of the end
I’ll be one step back to you
I’m trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
Oh, I’m trying to find my way
Trying to find my way
And fade out with the cool piano … an unlooked for quiet piece on a good album.
I’m not tired but I should sleep.
I know what to do but I’m confused.
I’m not thirsty but I drink the water.
What’s pulling on my being?
An issue wasn’t settled
A demon wasn’t laid to rest
Something is creeping
Something is waiting
There is a persistence in this beast
It will grow as it waits
And strengthen as it feeds
On my sense of security and the illusion my choice was right
Nothing is missing
But something is mis-shapen
Molded over the wrong last
Twisted from the outset
I will straighten the form and in doing so, know more deeply what life is.
Reindeer Run is tomorrow, wish us luck. A fellow runner looks on as I type this; we’re just hanging out in PolySci, researching legalization of marijuana and other stuff as debate topics. Good times. Looking at a rack for the current stereo system which is made up of;
Speakers: Infinity Column II, four 10 inch woofers total
CD Player: Sony CDP-CX455 400 Disc MP3 player
Record Player: Dual … model name pending
Anyways, that’s the deal; I think everyone is pretty tired of hearing about it.
On a happier note, I just used up a good 15 minutes of time! That much closer to the end of school on a Friday! That reminds me, gotta practice up the Christmas piano songs so that I am ready to play on the 19th and 21st at these parties. It’s gonna be fun I hope, but a the same time it might be a little stressful. The best part will be the Christmas shopping with the money afterwards. Gotta love Christmas.
