So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
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The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:
Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
The Tree and the Telephone Pole
I Do Not Know Their Names
Today I am Young
A Night Poem
Siren of the Sea
If I Were a Dragon
To the Dreamers Leave the Sky
The Honor of the Oyster
Return From San Diego
A Late Summer's Night
Of Dragons and Men
The Edge of the World
The Snake's Terror
Metaphysics and the Middaymoon
Of Adventures in Foreign Lands
The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version
Adventures in the PRC
Voyage of Discovery
Drinking the Blood of Goats
Ticket for a Phantom Bus
Os peixes nadam o mar
Three Villages Far Away
The River Weser
Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I
Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes
If Underwear Could Speak
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER
Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
To Sir, With Love
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Hunger Games
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
The Name of the Wind
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre à la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye
want to read: Last Hunger Games Book, Honeybee Democracy, The Bell Jar
Friday. 5.15.09 7:46 pm
We had a fancy dinner at the faculty club for the Mercury MESSENGER people, who were here for a team meeting. I gave a talk about volcanoes despite my bad cold which I was certain must be a strain of the swine flu.
I got to talking with Dr. Chapman, a senior researcher out at the Southwest Institute, and I learned that he's secretly a Trekkie and that it was secretly his birthday.
After dinner, Nikita Kruschev's son Sergei (who is a research fellow at Brown) gave a talk about the Soviet Union during the space age.
You see, after World War II, the Americans and the Soviets divided up all of the German rocket scientists and carted them off to their respective countries. At the time German rocketry far outpaced anything that the Allies had invented. These germans became major players in the development of US cruise and ballistic missile theory. The Germans in the Soviet Union were taken to a resort on a remote island in the middle of nowhere (better than prison!) and given the same task. However, the lead Soviet rocket scientist at the time resented the presence of the Germans. They would submit their reports directly to him. He would decide that their plans were "inferior" and put them in a file, only to steal ideas from them later. Soon enough Kruschev announced that the Soviets were turning out missiles "like sausages". Shortly after this, President Kennedy offered to start a joint space program between the Americans and the Soviets to go to the Moon. It was the early 60s. Kruschev declined, knowing that if they started working with the Americans on the space program, they would have to reveal that they only had three missiles, not the hundreds that they had insinuated that they had. Sergei hypothesized that this was one of the great mistakes made by his father.
In what is perhaps a great irony, the Soviet nuclear engineers gave the rocket scientists a minimum weight for the warheads to go on nuclear missiles that was many times what the American warheads weighed. The Soviet rocket engineers had to engineer a rocket that would carry this ridiculous weight, and to this day the Russians possess the strongest rockets. The US still purchases rockets from the Russians in order to send up their heaviest payloads.
After the dinner I downed my untouched glass of wine in one gulp and Zebo and the Welshman took me to the graduate center bar, where the Welshman made fun of me for talking to my "boyfriend" Dr. Chapman during the "entire dinner" while Zebo bought me a very tall Hefeweisen. The Hefeweisen and two Mike's Hard Lemonades later, the Welshman walked us home. We dropped off Zebo at her house and walked to my house, where I hugged him, walked away, came back, hugged him again, stifled my cough to save him from certain death by swine flu, exhorted him to get home safely, and then went inside and tried to figure out why the Germans were such excellent rocket engineers and how exactly it was that Madame Sobriety herself had become drunk on a Wednesday.
Imperial Storm Troopers
Thursday. 5.14.09 9:41 pm
In honor of watching "17 Again" with Zac Efron, I present a nostalgic high school memory:
It was the opening day for the new Star Wars Movie. You know, the one where Anakin Skywalker falls out of the window in Coruscant and a bunch of things totally in breach of physical laws ensue.
All my [nerd] friends [read: the boys from "Strategic Board Games Club"] were dressing up for the occasion. My boyfriend was Obi-Wan Kenobi on account of his most Obi-Wan like beard. I was way too cool for that kind of thing.
OR SO THEY THOUGHT.
My mom helped me get together some pieces for a costume, we even went to Michael's to get some bendable foam. She has always been good at things like that. My costume was amazing.
The next day, an Imperial Storm Trooper attended school in my place.
The day was filled with many small triumphs:
Guy: "Hey! HEY ! Storm Trooper! WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING ME?!?"
Guy's friend: "Don't you know? Storm Troopers don't talk, dick"
But none so sweet as when I encountered my boyfriend walking to class with his friend:
Boyfriend: "... who is this?"
Me, taking off my helmet in one sweeping motion: "... someone who loves you very much."
Boyfriend's Friend: "...THIS IS THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED!"
Monday. 5.11.09 9:01 pm
Dearest Mama was reading to us this poem of Rudyard Kipling's this weekend, I thought I would put it here for all of you:
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Thursday. 5.7.09 3:24 pm
I want to kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid,
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
a love game, a love game
Hold me and love me,
I just want to touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit it.
Controlling the Solar System ::EDIT:: WITH PICTURES!
Monday. 5.4.09 3:22 pm
So I made a lot of progress on my project. There was a huge amount of math involved, not to mention spherical geometry (spherical triangles? didn't even know those existed!), but I finally found a book that made sense and did most of it out (it was from 1965, I don't think anyone had even checked it out since 1973.)
I'm trying to create a computer model of the solar system starting from a simple one that my professor put together (gravity, conservation of momentum... go!)
I finally got it to work sometime yesterday and since then I've been modeling every imaginable planet/satellite/comet that I can think of. Most recently I've been simulating the orbit of the MESSENGER spacecraft (that's the one I work on that's going to Mercury). You can see how the orbit just touches the orbit of Mercury. Every time it passes by Mercury, it slows down a little bit, until it finally goes into orbit in 2011. I also simulated the path of Pioneer 10, which launched back in 1972. In order to do that I had to look up its current velocity and position vectors and then integrate backwards ~40 years to try and see when it went past Jupiter in the 1970s. Behold! You can see the kink in its orbit when it interacted with Jupiter! Sweet. After a while I also put in the orbits of Halley's Comet and Hale-Bopp. Hale-Bopp's orbit is insane... we're definitely never going to see that one again in our lifetimes.
Anyway, it is still going to be a mad rush until the end... probably involving staying up all night tonight instead of having fun at my friend Samwise's exam-passing party. I'm supposed to add the precession of Mars on there somehow, and I really wanted to add a Julian date converter so that someone could just type in "April 27, 1972" and it would tell you where all the objects of interest were. I also kind of wanted to program in a thing that would tell you at what date two objects passed close to each other, so I could see if it predicts the correct date for when Hale-Bopp passed by.
All in all, I feel a bit like the genie in Aladdin when he talks about his PHENOMENAL COSMIC POWERS, but luckily without the little bitty living space. I'll put up some graphics of my results when I get the chance.
The Inner Planets:
Pioneer 10 from a different angle:
Comets Halley and Hale Bopp!
Comets Halley and Hale Bopp from a different angle!
I HATE GROUP PROJECTS
Saturday. 5.2.09 8:47 pm
Or perhaps I should say, I hate it when someone beseeches you to get the professor's permission so that you can do a project together, and then a) can't even start on the project until two days before it is due b) doesn't show up to do the project c) shows up two hours late, saying "Sorry I'm late, I woke up late and then my roommate made me breakfast, so I had to eat it", d) takes a series of phone calls/texts/gchats while you're working e) leaves in the middle to "run a quick errand" (which turns out to be going to the gym), f) leaves 6 hours early to go out to dinner with some friends and then go out to a concert, g) decides to run a 5k race on the only remaining work day instead of working, h) complains about how "demanding" you are to your mutual friends over the phone in a loud voice from the adjoining room.
I've said before that girl friends are a nice thing for girls to have, but one downside to having girl friends is that they don't think you're cute, not one bit, so when you cutely say "omg, im soooo sorrrry ::frowny-face::" they want to punch you. And when you say, "You must like hate me soooo much." Then you say, "Yes, I do."
Well, since apparently my "friend" feels "so bad" for abandoning me, (but not bad enough not to do it), she must be pretty confident in the idea that I'm going to eventually forgive her for this. Not to mention let her have the work I've done on the project so that she won't fail the class.
I think I'll just take a new approach: telling her to figure it out for her own damn self.
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