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Wednesday, July 31, 2002
1:33 PMItinerary
Start Boston
8:00 am wake.
9:00 am to 10:00 am: Pack
11:30 am to 7:30 pm: Work
9:05 pm to 1:30 am: Amtrak Boston to NYC
1:46 am to 3:02 am: LIRR Penn to Babylon
3:30 am to 4:00 am: Pet Jake, dog.
4:30 am sleep.
End West Islip
Tuesday, July 30, 2002
11:57 PM
Editted Esher Expanded
This article was pretty fascinating.
The problem with it was the lack of images. The article concerned an Escher print, but the only view we get of it is a picture of the mathematician holding a copy of the final product of his version of "The Print Gallery". It also went on as to how the audience at the lecture were "mesmerized by the spiraling scene". Yet it does not allow us the chance to be mesmerized by it.
So here they are.
8:47 PM
First gravity then light.
If Boeing can create a device that reduce an objects weight, that is how the mass of an object is affected by gravity, could they then turn around and make a device that increases an objects weight.
Or would said device generate gravity (a sentence that makes little sense but has a feel to it). We could use it in outer space, we could use it in prisons, we could use it as a weapon or we could use it for exercise.
If we could make gravity or decrease/increase its affect could we bend light? Concentric rings of coils that increased and then decreased gravity, that created waves of light through the machine or perfect holograms.
Could we repel all gravity, as Cavor's sphere did, and travel the night sky?
Ah the possibilities.
7:10 PM
Wicked Cool Action Figs
I really really want a Big Agent D. Or definitely the MCP (Master Control Program from Tron).
All available at KidRobot. By way of Trippyswell
Monday, July 29, 2002
8:06 PM
Damn stupid tests....ooooh there's another one
Does your weblog own you?
2:34 PM
Southern cops.
This is why northeners are still afraid of the south (need NYTimes account).
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
8:23 PM
Very funny and sad at the same time.
True Stories of a Video Porn Clerk. by way of ftrain
Take a normal job. A normal sales job. You have to deal with all manner of nuts and psychos, but they are just a small percentage of your customer base. You don't have whole sections of your store that cater to their obsessions.
The Independent Movie Rental store attracts these psychos like no ones business. I don't think I could ever stand to work in those conditions.
12:08 PM
Ninth innning blues
Red Sox 4 - Tampa Bay 5.
The game started two and a half hours late. It drizzled throughout the game but until the top of the ninth I was having fun.
I guess there are a limited number of runs per day.
Tuesday, July 23, 2002
5:12 PM
2nd game.
In 2 hours I will be sitting in the bleachers at Fenway Park, waiting to watch game 2 of a doubleheader against Tampa Bay.
I have an odd feeling that it might be a low scoring game. Boston won the first game by a very close 18 runs. Final score 22-4. Thankfully there aren't a limited number of runs per year.
(Tickets provided by John. Thank you John.)
10:54 AM
co-worker's screams in a back yard.
"Snake. Snake. Snake! Snake! Snake!"
Monday, July 22, 2002
11:28 PM
changes.
It used to be that when I saw jets flying over head I immediately thought cool.
Then I would wonder where they were flying to, what event that they were involved in. What event was going on, what they were celebrating, if there was a air show nearby. I would marvel at their speed and design. I would wish for the day that I could help design their replacements.
Now I become apprehensive.
4 F-16s passed over my head today after I left work. I was walking home. They looked like they were headed out to sea, in a flying V formation. I started to wonder if they were off to intercept an overseas flight that was hijacked. If there was a problem at Logan. If something horrible had happened somewhere. If another disaster had occurred.
I continued my walk. Hoping that there was some event going on. I knew there wasn't a Sox game, the next series starts tomorrow. I heard the jets returning and saw only 3. This made me more anxious. Then I saw the 4th approaching them from behind. I felt a little better. I remembered that something was indeed happening at Fenway.
The F-16s had just performed the Missing Man Formation for the Memorial of Ted Williams (who flew 39 missions in Korea).
I just can't explain how I felt when those jets went over. What I felt later. What I feel now. I sometimes try to forget. Fall back into the naive little boy that I was growing up, staring up at the sky and dreaming of a bright future.
Sunday, July 21, 2002
5:51 PM
a little diddy.
I have had a Brittney Spears song spinning around my head all day. This might not seem like such a bad thing, Ms. Spears sings pop songs, songs that by their very nature are supposed to be catchy. They are crafted so that they stick in your head, otherwise the 12 year old audience will play chess or badminton, and not buy albums and T-shirts and video games.
I started to think how this song attached itself to my consciousness. This brought to mind a conversation I had Friday morning with Keith. The song Closing Time was immediately stuck in my head upon leaving his apartment. Keith was on his way to work, he was late, this is something that Keith won't stand for. He likes to be dependable. Well he likes to think that he is dependable. That was a little jab at his expense, please disregard it.
So, I was on my way to spend a day at the MET. Where I had a wonderful time, wandering through Impressionist paintings and Egyptian mummies and bought this lovely print.
We hadn't heard the song. We had been listening to Miles Davis' Kind of Blue. The chorus, ...closing time, one last time for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer.... leapt into my head full score for other reasons. I had just been briefly introduced to the Drummer of the band, Semisonic. Who resides in the building. Keith agreed that every time he sees Jake the chorus jumps into his thoughts, we both found this odd, and would have started a conversation upon the subject but that I had to transfer to the A train while he stayed on the F.
Well to make matters worse, the little diddy sung by Ms. Spears that has been circling my thoughts all throughout this day is not an actual song. It is a Pepsi commercial. I wouldn't mind one of her songs, well I would, but the Pepsi spot? I think it is because it sounds like the melody was stolen from the song "Makin' Whoopie" and I keep expecting Ms. Spears to sing:
Britney: "The lively crowd today agrees, Those who think young say 'Whoopie Please.'"Or then again I could just have a slightly deranged mind.
Trio: "Whoopie"
Britney: "For those who think young"
