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Saturday, April 14, 2007

Saturday Afternoon's Not Mucha Nothin'

First, good news. Our home's air conditioner has been struggling lately and we had a feller come out yesterday, Friday and get it fixed up, charged up with freon, cleaned up, and now we're sittin' pretty with the A/C. (I'm a big fan of air conditioning from WAY back.)

We had a kitchen faucet leak, and the underside was all rusty, and add to that our water heater was only producing enough warm, not hot, water for a couple of showers per day. Had a plumber out Friday who changed out the faucet and the water heater with new ones, and boy howdy, we've all had hot showers today. Nothing like hot water, ya know? Of course, I only take luke warm showers at best so it wasn't as critical to me as it was to the women-folk. Though we do like to wash some clothes in hot water.

Now, bad news: my back's a-hurtin' and I can't sit here for long. Can't stay in any position for very long. Just don't have the umph I need to write a post today, so here's a few photos I've taken recently.

Also, I've been steadily posting photos on my Daily Digital Images blog, so you can go over there for some neat new photos I haven't posted here. OK?

This is one of Lovely Wife's decorations out back. I posted some photos I took of live brown pelicans on my photo blog yesterday, if any of you-uns is interested.

This is Lovely Wife's clever chlorine tablet dispenser/floatie thingamajig for the pool. I like it a lot, it looks kinda mean, but Lovely Wife already has her eye on a different one that looks like a giant yellow bathtub rubber ducky like Bert on Sesame Street has. So Mr. Gator here might not last the whole year if she has her way.

This is our pool and back yard. The pool still has some stuff in the bottom, but believe me, this thing looked like a stagnant Louisiana bayou a mere two weeks ago. Plus, it's been so hot here this week that the pool's temperature has gone up 10 degrees. It' a-ready for swimmin' now.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

I Can’t Do Anything Right


I’ve stressed about this way more than I would like to admit. But the more I try to hide things or to put a better face on something, the farther from my true self my writing gets, and then even I realize I’m writing junk. Time to come clean.

Hammer over at When You’re Only Tool Is A Hammer has selected me for a Thinking Blogger award.

If you haven’t heard of it, it’s basically a meme in which a person lists and “tags” five other bloggers whose blogs make them think when they read them. Those five named bloggers should then do the same. List five bloggers whose blogs they read and that make them think.

(sound of car screeching to a halt)

I have to admit that this kind of thing stresses me. I’m so averse to choosing one person over another that I’ve actually been worrying about it for a couple of days. I knew I had Thursday Thirteen happening yesterday, which a world-class procrastinator like me grabbed onto like a life preserver in the deepest ocean, but now it’s time to fess up.

I can’t name five. I have a number of blogs that I read regularly, but they are all over the map as to content. Some are sweet as apple pie, like a Leave It To Beaver marathon, and some are as rough as a boxed set of uncut Sopranos DVDs.

So how do I choose. Heck, a lot of the people’s blogs that I read have already had this award from others, so there’s yet another conundrum. Just the kind of stuff to confuse a Louisiana public school edumacated boy, ya know? (Theoretically, every blogger could eventually get a Thinking Blogger award, well, except for maybe those annoying sites that have only gibberish on them.)

I’ve thought and thought about it, and the only thing I can come up with that I can live with is this:

Hammer, thank you for naming me one of your five Thinking Blog Award Winners. I read your blog daily, and I think that you and I see eye to eye on so many things, it surprises me. I usually quickly find ways in which I’m different and draw back, but your stories of how you adopted your kids won me over big time (Here, Here, Here, and Here). Those were the first post of yours I read. People like you and your wife, with hearts big enough to adopt older kids gives me hope that there are some sane folks left in this screwy country.

But at the risk of angering whoever it is that zaps you when you break a chain letter, I’m not going to name five award winners. I’m just going to list a big list of folks I read on a regular basis. It may be the wimpy way out, but, well, I’m wimpy like that. Like I said, I can’t do anything right.

In no particular order (and none know I'm doing this):
These first few are the ones I have in my sidebar:
Emily@sk is a homeschooled Canadian teenager that is way more mature and forward thinking than I was at seventeen. For example, she’s gone to Christian rock concerts and interviewed the bands and posted transcripts, photos, and videos where she asks about their lives and beliefs. She’s got a side blog, AskTV, comprised of videos that she and her sister Victoria have made.

Nathan at From Valinor To Petersburg is another Christian teen, well on his way to being a published novelist. His reviews of books, movies, and music are as well thought out as any I’ve ever read. Young folks like Nate and Emily also give me hope for the future.

neo-neocon is, in her own words, “a life-long Democrat, mugged by reality on 9/11.” She’s as articulate as I’d like to be. She still lives in a liberal area, with liberal family who wonders what the heck went wrong. I think she just went right, as in correct. She’s able to see and put into words much of what I see and feel about the world but would never be able to put down in words the way she does. I don’t think she’s ever been to my blog, but I sure read hers.

LittleJohn at That’s Outrageous posts occasionally, but they are always like a big hunk of steak to sink your teeth into. He writes about politics and the state of America and the world in brief posts that hit like a baseball bat. Good stuff.

Tom at Life’s Kinda Confusing Right Now is an engineer in Washington state (I think) that talks about life and Christianity in a soft gentle way that still hits hard. I love his stuff.

The rest of these, I visit often but have never linked.

Michelle at Michelle's Spells is a Phd writing professor that I have absolutely no way of describing. But being a Louiana boy, I can relate to the Texas girl that’s still in her and comes out in her writing, though she’s apparently lived in Detroit for years.

JRs Thumbprints and Other Such Vagaries is by an aspiring fiction writer, whose day job is as a high school teacher in the Michigan state prison system. His stories of the prisoners will have you shaking your head, and also appreciating your own job.

At Theory of Thought is where I read of the trials and tribulations of a Texas teenage girl that will have everyone in the publishing world quaking in fear or shouting for joy if she decides to become an author someday. An insomniac with an ipod obsession and also a world-class worrier. I can relate to the insomnia and worrying.

Norma at Collecting My Thoughts is a Christian lady, a retired librarian with strong opinions and incredible output. If you miss a couple of days reading, you’ll have some serious catching up to do. This is just one of seven or so blogs she keeps up and running.

Babystepper at Babysteps is a young Christian mother of two kids, but is also a dorm mother. Not sure of the whole situation there with the dorm thing, but she’s learning a few things that will come in handy when her own kids become teenagers.

Shelly at This Eclectic Life is a Texas woman that writes a lot about her family and her past which is something I can identify with. Oh yeah, she loves her some bacon too.

Scribbit is a Christian mom (and wife of a lawyer, so pray for her). They live in Alaska, and she writes about everything from favorite recipes to posting videos of her kids rollerblading in the house. Great writing. Her Thursday Thirteen this week about how her husband gloats when comparing his new Apple laptop to her Gateway laptop is darn near a perfect blog post. (No explosions. Perfection requires an explosion or blazing fire.)

There are many others, and I hate to stop here, but my back is killing me. I have to go lay down.

Again, thanks Hammer. You rock.

If I left you out, don’t worry, I’ll link you some day soon. I run tests at work on stuff that takes time and I end up scouting a few of my favorite blogs at work, and I don’t have them linked here at home. I’ll have to Google your blogs or go back through comments and get to your blogs so I can link them.

Sounds like a great post for Saturday, right? All the ones I couldn’t put here, plus I want to point y’all to some nice folks with good photography blogs, ok?

Everyone I've listed here today (and that I'll list tomorrow) makes me think. If you want to consider yourself tagged with the Thinking Blogger Award, copy the little icon from the top of this post and tag yo seff five bloggers that make you think.

Happy Birthday Sis In Law!

I just wanted to say happy birthday to my Sister In Law, who turns (phone rings) today.

This is a family favorite photo of her as a girl with her paternal grandfather.

Love ya!

Thursday Thirteen #34


13, When Was The Last Time You...



…needed to move a set of Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator configuration files to a device that only accepts 3.5in floppy disks? (No way to send these large files over a network connection.)

…had trouble finding a "controlled" copy of said files, because your Configuration Management guy who controls these computer files just happens to be in class yesterday.

…out of 6 or 7 computers you had access to, you finally found one, ONE, with a copy of WINZIP on it?

…zipped up (compressed) a bunch of files, and divided them to be able to fit on 1.44MB, 3.5in floppy disks?

…but could only find one useable 1.44MB, 3.5in floppy disk?

…so you loaded up the first file on the 1.44MB, 3.5in floppy disk and transferred it to the Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator?

…then deleted the first file and repeated the process with the other pieces of .zip file, over and over?

…then found the zip utility on the Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator (thank God for miracles!) and made the four files back into one .zip file?

…then unzipped the reconstituted .zip file into it's constituent files, safely ensconced in a folder you carefully created for them on the Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator?

…layed hands on the Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator, prayed, and loaded one of the configuration files to see if it would accept the file after manipulating it like described above?

…explosively let out the breath you didn't realize you've been holding for the past little while because the file actually successfully configured the Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator?

…tried each of the other formerly compressed and divided files, one by one, to ensure that they successfully configure the Logic Analyzer/Pattern Generator as well?

…wondered how a cutting edge engineering outfit could get in such a fix, dependent at times on 1993 technology?

So much for me wishing for the "good old days." I had enough of the good old days, yesterday.


The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Happy Birthday, Bro

Big Brother would have been 48 years old today.

Happy birthday big guy, you are missed...

Paul Sherman Masters: April 11, 1959 - February 27, 2001

The Space-Time Continuum


Isaac Newton was brilliant. His incredible works on the nature of motion of bodies has stood the test of time.

I learned physics, a little in high school, and a lot in college. A lot of the initial stuff you learn in a physics class is Newtonian physics. The man's formulas were so well done, that even in my life time, men have been sent to and landed on the moon; satellites put in orbit around the earth and most of the other planets in our solar system, all using Newton's formulas.

In one of the great coinkidinks of history that never fails to intrigue me, Newton invented calculus to have the math to back up what he was researching. The coinkidink? Newton's sometime rival in Germany, a man named Leibniz, separately invented calculus at the same time, hundreds of miles from Newton. It's like the story of Alexander Graham Bell inventing the telephone. We think of him as the telephone's inventor, although at the same time another man invented the telephone too. Alexander Graham Bell beat this man to the U.S. Patent Office by something like one hour and became world famous. How many of you have heard of the name Elisha Gray?

As time went on after Isaac Newton's lifetime, physicists began to try to unravel the little inconsistencies with Newton's work. Although his formulas for gravitational effects and Force is Equal To Mass times Accelleration are accurate enough to put men on the moon safely, there were known problems that needed working out.

The most famous one is that the orbit of the planet Mercury moves a tiny bit each time it circles the sun. When I was a kid, I LOVED my Spirograph, and the movement of Mercury around the sun is kind of like a Spirograph drawing in that the line it travels moves over a bit each time around the sun. Newton's gravitational laws, although way more accurate than anyone else's attempts at explaining mathematically the travel of planets, were shown to still be off a bit.

Now almost everyone is familiar with the name of Albert Einstein. What Einstein first achieved fame for was what happened after he decided to look at the nature of space itself.

Newton, in his famous work, Principia, basically passed over the notions of space and of time. Newton, by choice, said that everyone knows what space is, and space is absolute. Likewise Newton said the same about time, that everyone knew how time just kept on keeping on, and that time is absolute and unchangeable just like space is.


But by the time Einstein was doing his work in physics, during his spare time as a clerk in Austria's patent office, technology had advanced such that the speed of light was consistently being measured with great accuracy. One problem showed up though that mystified everyone involved, but it was to prove to be key to Einstein's big breakthrough.

If you and I were standing on the back of a flatbed truck travelling at a steady 90kph, and I, standing in the rearmost part threw a baseball to you in the front of the flatbed part, since we were travelling at a steady 90kph, it would seem to me and you that I just normally threw a baseball at say, 30kph toward you closer to the front of the truck.

But someone on the sidewalk watching us go past, would see a baseball move at 120kph when I threw it to you. The man on the sidewalk's perspective is different that your's or mine. Hence the term relativity.

Only problem was that the ever increasingly accurate measurements of the actions of the travel of light itself was not like this at all.

If instead of throwing a baseball, I turned on a flashlight and shined it at you in the same exact situation in the moving truck, NO MATTER WHO IS DOING THE MEASURING, ME, YOU, OR THE MAN ON THE SIDEWALK, WE WOULD EACH MEASURE THE SPEED OF LIGHT EXACTLY THE SAME, THREE HUNDRED MILLION METERS PER SECOND.

You say, huh? How can that be? That's what intrigued Einstein and what got him to thinking, and figuring. A lot.

What he came up with turned the physics world upside down and changed our lives whether you understand how much or not.

In short, Einstein revisited Newton's decision to blow off the nature of space and the nature of time, and eventually came up with the idea that, just as you cannot have an electric current without an associated magnetic field, space and time are not two distinct entities, but that they are just as intertwined as electricity and magnetism.

If I drive my car at 90kph on a road that is due north, all of my effort and energy and progress are in the north direction. But if the road curves a bit to the west and I end up still travelling at 90kph, I'm no longer travelling northward at 90kph, some of my effort and energy and progress is in the westerly direction.

Same thing applies to us in space-time. A car sitting in the parking lot is obviously not moving through space. It is moving however. 100percent of it's movement is through time.

All of us, all the planets and stars, are moving through space-time. A 60,000kph rocket on the way to Mars is moving less through time than I am on I-95 every morning; more of his movement is through space and less through time than mine. And instead of Newton's notions of an absolute space and an absolute time, they are in fact changeable.

That rocket moving at 60,000kph is experiencing time at a different rate than I am sitting here typing this into the computer. Time is slower for the rocket than it is for me because some of his movement through space-time is diverted into the space component of space-time, meaning time is slower for him than me.

That's why Einstein theorized that nothing can move through space at faster than the speed of light. Light is essentially massless and all of it's movement through space-time is in the space portion, time for a photon of light is at a standstill. That car in the parking lot is the flip-side of that coin, all of it's movement is through time. And that's why light is always moving at 300,000,000 meters/second, regardless of who measures it and in what situation it is measured in.

In the hundred years or so since Einstein started laying this stuff onto an astonished physics community, technology has advanced to the point that many esoteric little points that his mathematical foundations predicted have further proved the accuracy of his theories. Another example is that massive objects like our sun distort space-time so that light is bent around them from our viewing perspective. It's called a gravitational lens. We use this effect to see things that actually should be blocked from view by our sun, but aren't. And just like a camera lens, constructed in such a way as to appear to bring objects closer, astronomers can use gravitational lenses based on distant star clusters to see even more distant stars and galaxies.

Been reading again about this stuff lately. I read stuff like this often, because it intrigues me. And although Einstein's work in his early career tended to deal with massive objects like planets and stars, the math involved eventually helped to spark other physicists and has lead to today's ever increasingly astounding advances in sub-atomic theoretical physics.

But in the meantime, Einstein's additions to the understanding that Newton had laid down finally explained perfectly the eccentricities of the orbit of the planet Mercury. Cool.

Just thought I'd share.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Embroidered Shirts and Seasons When We Were Kids


Embroidery

Looking back on the past there are many things I wish I had photos of.

When I was in seventh grade in Vidalia, Louisiana, 1974-1975 school year, for some reason, somewhat of a fad went around the school.

You know how kids are, they want to fit in, and though I never had this disease as bad as some, this was one fad I thought had potential.

The kids in my grade started buying work shirts, and having them embroidered with things. Patches too, but the key was some custom embroidery.

Sainted Mother was an incredible hand at sewing. All of our clothes as little kids, she made, and even as I grew older, she made many of my shirts. For herself, she would see a new style of skirt or something, head over to West Brothers or TG&Y and buy a sewing pattern and some material.

I absolutely despised the phrase, "I need to look for some material" because the stores that had material were about as boring as a ten year old boy could imagine. West Brothers at least had sporting goods so I could look at footballs and stuff, and TG&Y, I didn't mind going there because they had toys too and a good selection of plastic models.

I told Sainted Mother about the shirts everyone was wearing, and asked if she could do something like that.

Holy cow, I'd give $500 dollars for a few good photos of all the embroidery she did on that work shirt for me. She put stuff on the front pockets, on the sleeves, and on the back she embroidered a huge scorpion ('cause I'm a scorpio).

When she finished that puppy, I was some kind of proud to wear that. I can still picture her sitting and working on all of that embroidery. Each and every stitch by hand.

That shirt, or at least some pictures of it, are one of the things I wish I could have back. I was growing like crazy, and was only in the shirt for less than a year, but I'll never forget how proud I was of that thing, and I'll always be grateful to Sainted Mother for hunkering down and doing all of that detailed handiwork on it.

Just a basic blue denim type work shirt, but it was a doozy when Sainted Mother got through with it. I don't know what became of it. It seems like one of the things I would have put away and kept, but has become one of those things I have no idea what happened to it. Like many things in my life, I guess.

Thanks Ma, the memory is good though, even if I wasn't aware enough to put the shirt away when I outgrew it. I do appreciate all the hard work.


Seasons When We Were Kids

When you were a kid, did you and your friends have seasons? Not weather seasons because of the earth's travel around the sun, but marble season, top season, and things like that?

Thinking about Pat G., the guy I wrote about yesterday, got me reminiscing about the simple toys we used to play with.

During a school year, for a few weeks at a time, we'd all bring marbles, and at recess, we'd play marbles.

The same thing would be done with tops. Remember Duncan brand yo yo's? Well Duncan made tops too, and along with yo yo season, we'd have a few weeks of top season.

I had a normal Duncan top, but Big Brother had a Duncan double top. It was a normal size top, only hollow, and within was a perfectly sized smaller top to fit in there. You would put the smaller top within the larger one, wrap your string as normal, and when you threw the top, and it hit the ground, that jarring would make the smaller one pop out and spin beside the larger hollow one. I don't know why I never got one, I thought that was the coolest thing on earth when I saw it in action.

I always preferred a basic Duncan Imperial yo yo. Lots of kids liked the Duncan Butterfly yo yo's but I always was able to do better tricks with the Imperial. Remember having to switch the string from finger to finger with your yo yo because the one you were using became purple from lack of circulation? Good times.

I was a fairly mean marble shooter too. Behind my innocent chubby face lay the heart of a card sharp when it came to playing marbles for keeps. I hated to play against Lisa J. though, she was the only kid who could consistently beat me. Not only did I lose to a girl, but she knew she was the best on the school grounds and a requirement was playing with our GOOD marbles. When you beat her, you won some cool marbles, but I lost more to her than I won.

What do ten year olds play at school now? Sony PSPs, Nintendo's, ipods that cost more than almost all of my childhood Christmas toys put together?

Jeesh. I sound like a bitter 90 year old man. I don't begrudge kids their whiz-bang toys of today, but I can guaran-doggone-tee that they don't have as much fun as we used to.

Also, I've always thought it was too bad they didn't let us take sling shots to school when I was a kid. I loved those things. I can see why we couldn't, but still...
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