Monthly Archives: January 2007

Let’s get smarter togther… YAY

I read an arti­cle on Wired that pointed me to this site with an ani­ma­tion explain­ing this con­cept of 10 dimen­sions.  You need sound for it to make sense.  When you get to the site, click on this thing… … to see the expla­na­tion animation.
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Let’s get smarter togther… YAY

I read an arti­cle on Wired that pointed me to this site with an ani­ma­tion explain­ing this con­cept of 10 dimen­sions.  You need sound for it to make sense.  When you get to the site, click on this thing… … to see the expla­na­tion animation.
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Demo-crite

Check it. Heather’s dad men­tioned that when­ever Sen. Norm Col­man is run­ning for office of any sort he starts to sound like a Kennedy:  He gets that thick east coast accent and folksy speech pat­tern.  He also starts sound­ing like a ghost of his for­mer Demo­c­rat self.  He stops his mid-term on-his-knees-in-front-of-the-President approach to pol­i­tics and [...]
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Large Head

Some peo­ple have told me that I have a big head.  I don’t think this is what they meant.
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iPhone-no

So appar­ently Ver­i­zon — my new cell phone provider — turned down the exclu­sive iPhone con­tract, so it went to Cin­gu­lar — my old cell phone provider. Dang it.
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This is Macho Parking.

Amanda and I had a weird night last night.  Rather, weird things kept hap­pen­ing around us.  And as I think about them in the light of day I real­ize they’re not weird at all, but they sure felt that way at the time. It started when we were park­ing Macho (Amanda’s jacked-up with over­size tires (tall), rusty, [...]
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Discounts

We should get there this weekend!
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Shermalien

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What’s in a name?

I was think­ing today, stand­ing in line at the cof­fee shop look­ing at all the break­fast pas­tries and such, that “Sour Cream” has always been an ingre­di­ent that set of alarm bells in me. Doesn’t sour mean the cream has already gone bad?
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What’s in a name?

I was think­ing today, stand­ing in line at the cof­fee shop look­ing at all the break­fast pas­tries and such, that “Sour Cream” has always been an ingre­di­ent that set of alarm bells in me. Doesn’t sour mean the cream has already gone bad?
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The best of me

Amanda took this the last time we went to the farm:  I think it’s the best pic­ture of me I’ve seen. A bit self-indulgent, but it’s my blog.
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Today’s “booth”

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