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2006-01-01T23:17:00.000-08:00

i think i will lay this blog to rest, along with my heart.

Hier kommt die sonne.

2005-12-17T18:56:00.000-08:00

Sie ist die hellste stern von allen.

zord.

2005-12-06T20:33:00.000-08:00

A paperclip can be a wonderous thing. More times than I can remember, one of these has gotten me out of a tight spot.-MacGyver.

MacGyver is in another tight spot. He has been locked in the kitchen supply area of a military camp. Unbeknownst to his captors he has concealed an electronic homing beacon in his shoe -- he will simply wait for Pete to arrive! Unfortunately his foot was run over by a humvee in the excitement of the chase and he suspects that the capacitance unit of the tuning circuit is now malfunctioning. What to do?

Mac recalls that the circuit specs called for a 0.02 microfarad capacitor. Looking through the supply cabinets he finds a roll of wax paper and a roll of aluminum foil. He will make a new capacitor!

Recalling a formula from the most useful and interesting class from his college days, he begins some quick calculations:

Image borrowed from
The MacGyver Homepage

Desired capacitance is 20 nF.
Epsilon₀ is 8.85 pF/m -- call it 10 pF/m.
So the desired A/d is about 2000 m.

Mac recalls that the thickness of wax paper is around a mil (a thousandth of an inch).

A thousandth of an inch is 25 microns (0.025 mm).
So the desired area for the capacitor is (2000 m)(0.025 x 10^-3 m).
That is, 0.05 m² or 500 cm².

Mac also recalls that there are 2.54 cm per inch. He is no stickler for SI! Besides he knows that U.S. currency is 6 inches long and he may have to improvise for a ruler...

Squaring to convert to area yields about 6 cm² per sq.in.
Remember! time is of the essence and there is no calculator handy...
So an area of about 80 sq.in. will suffice.
6" x 12" pieces of foil will be close enough!

Finally Mac places the two sections of foil between alternating layers of wax paper. Rolling the sandwiched layers up tightly with a rolling pin, to get a uniform separation of the two conductors by the amount of one layer of wax paper, the capacitor is formed! Pulling out a few paper clips, appropriate connections to the homing beacon are made. Mac is rescued soon thereafter!

2005-11-21T18:55:00.000-08:00

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2005-11-19T23:56:00.000-08:00

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2005-11-19T13:23:00.000-08:00

2005-10-31T21:19:00.000-08:00

today.

2005-09-13T22:48:00.000-07:00

It happened today. Every year when school starts it happens. Its usually about a month before I really realize how crappy it is, but thats not the case this year. School is ultimately a prison to me. It is beautiful outside, and I am in the prime years of my life, but I am stuck inside a building I do not want to be in and stuck with people I do not want to be with. I do not mind good work, I enjoy it. Work that I hate with every bit of my being, however, is not work that I enjoy doing. Somewhere in the world is the perfect place, waiting for me. That is where my peace and tranquility and happiness wait for me. I want to be there, free of chains and limits. I want to hear the sound of purity. But I am not allowed to go there. They keep me here. If I stay, I will not be happy. If I go, they tell me my life cannot be complete, and I will never make it in life. Everything in life also comes with a ball and chain. It is impossible to be free here. Freedom is a myth. Somebody might say that this is all just a phase, and that in time I will have the freedom I want, but we both know that it's a lie. Please just let me find my place. It's all I want.

Ich haß.

2005-09-10T00:13:00.000-07:00

I don't know what I want out of life anymore. Things change too fast. At first I wanted a simple happy existance, then I wanted excitement and an adventure. What now? Maybe I still want a simple happy existance, because my moments of happiness are fleeting, although they bring light into a dark place, it does not last long enough. But I am also restless, and I think I need a change. The routine of normal life is one I do not wish to follow. A great man once said, "Don't think, feel. It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Do not focus on the finger, or you will miss all the heavenly glory." I don't want to think anymore. I feel different, and I'm sick of worrying about life. Everybody dreams of growing up some day, and now I feel like I am too old for my age. Something is growing inside that I don't know about, and I don't like being kept in the dark. I just want to be free.

2005-09-10T00:09:00.000-07:00

loveson.

2005-09-10T00:07:00.000-07:00

you tell me.

2005-09-10T00:03:00.000-07:00

nature hike

2005-08-16T18:11:00.000-07:00

A fine example of what the famed god gull would look like.

birdson

2005-08-16T17:56:00.000-07:00

So I went to the dump twice today while I was at work with my father. Fun stuff, there is lots of needles sticking out of the mud, etc. There was even a rotting stuffed bear. Anyhoo, there are thousands of birds around, theres even a picture of it on my BROTHERS BLOG . So it got me to thinking, I wonder which one is the best/king gull. And that got me to thinking, what if i caught it? I would either: A) Kill it and stuff it as a trophy, or B) catch it and train it, and enter it in a bloodsport tournament which features all the king/best gulls from dumps all over the world, and then have them fight to the death to determine the strongest and most holy of all the dump gulls, and then steal and kill the winner of the tournament, and have it stuffed as a trophy. If only.

you take my breath away

2005-08-13T21:42:00.000-07:00

im alone, sitting with my empty glass. my four walls, follow me through my past. i was on a paris train, i emerged in london rain. and you were waiting there, swimming through apologies. i remember searching for the perfect words, i was hoping you might change your mind. i remember a soldier sleeping next to me. riding on the metro. i took my love and i took it down, i climbed the mountain and i turned around. and i saw my reflection in a snow covered hill, but the landslide brought me down. oh mirror in the sky, what is love. can the child within my heart rise above. can i sail through the changing ocean tides, can i handle the seasons of my life. well here you go again, you say you want your freedom, well who am i to keep you down. listen to the wind blow, watch the sunrise. running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your life. and if you dont love me now, you will never love me again. i can still hear you saying, you must never break the chains. well the light is like a blanket, as it covers her in gold. i dont think she'll ever thank it, and its making her feel old. she'll be what she wants to be. she'll see what she wants to see. jodies got a cat and she wont let it out. white man came across the sea, he brought us pain and misery. he killed our tribes, he killed our queen. he took our game for his own need. we fought him hard, we fought him well. out on the plains we gave him hell. billy bob loves charlene. despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage. wait a minute baby, stay with me a while. drowning in the city of love, where everyone would love to drown. but now its gone. everytime we touch we get closer to heaven. you on my skin, this must be the end. so, your love is a razorblade kiss. sweetest is the taste from your lips. because theirs thunder in your heart, every move is like lightning. and the power you feel when you get your part of the glory. the mist came down, the ground was wet. i talked with you inside my head. melody lee, a broken heart, a broken dream. geez pecks. shes my kind of rain, like love in a drunken sky. shes confetti falling down all night. she sits quietly there like water in a jar. says baby why are you trembling like you are. i'll be the grapes fermented and bottled and served and the table set, like a perfect gentleman. i want to take you far, from the cynics in this town, and kiss you on the mouth. gold teeth and the curse of this town, were all in my mouth. only i dont know how, they got out dear. turn me back into the pet, i was when we met, i was happier then with no mindset. and youve just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving along. do you beleive in love? do you beleive in destiny? i too have loved, they took her from me. i prayed for her soul, i prayed for her peace. when i close my eyes, i see her face, it comforts me. when i close my eyes, memories cut like a knife. welcome to your life. theres no turning back. even while we sleep, we will find you. acting on your best behaviour, turn your back on mother nature, everybody wants to rule the world.

2005-08-06T01:24:00.000-07:00

I have a dangling cross earring. I also wear plaid occaisionally and want to get a tattoo of a panther.

2005-08-06T01:22:00.000-07:00

having a pow-wow around the fire.

2005-08-06T01:21:00.000-07:00

sitting around the fire.

2005-08-06T01:20:00.000-07:00

Building a fire.

thinking bout, feelings.

2005-08-03T01:40:00.000-07:00

NUFF' SAID.

yea

2005-08-02T13:46:00.000-07:00

ILSM!!! I guess a bunch happened while I was away. My dad killed two skunks, but i'm too lazy to make a war story about it now, maybe later. It was pretty hardcore how he did it too, I was sad I missed it. Also, I have gotten into wearing cloaks on 30+ degree days. Also, I have nothing to write as of now, so I will leave.

2005-06-25T22:47:00.000-07:00

This is LG. He not only is my hero, but also plays the keyboard backwards.

wut?

2005-06-25T22:25:00.000-07:00

I think THIS says it all. He is my uncle. And he trains hard. He could beat up your ancestors and your entire line of ancestry.

we won!

2005-06-14T21:55:00.000-07:00

Update. Day 31. Peace has been restored to my yard. But at what cost? I will fill you in on the details. The enemy was in hiding, but during the half point, my trap came in useful. I had given up hope on it, but he had fallen for it. He was weak, and blindly reached out for the resources I had cunningly laid out. Luckily, I noticed and was able to hit their second force with extremely heavy fire. It didn't make it 6 feet from the trap. That was the turning point. However, they had the element of surprise, for they had a third force that was unknown to our intelligence. They struck stealthily, and during the night. I was awoken at 3:00 AM by his attack. We were completely helpless. By letting the enemy so close to our perimeters, we had made our only weapon useless, for we would not dare fire within our own lines for the sake of safety. The enemy knew we were unable to attack. At one point he crossed within a foot of my hands. I was tempted to jump out and try to end the war with my own hands, but he was armed, and I would not take the risk. The end came today, as a patrol had spotted the third force resting 1 KM away. He retreated to the south, knowing that we would have reinforcements in a matter of minutes. As reinforcements arrived, the enemy had dissapeared. I was distraught with the idea of the enemy being so close, yet so far away. Reinforcements returned to their posts at the lines, but I doubled the patrols forces. I wanted to end it right there and then. The patrol spotted them again, farther out. Reinforcements, again, arrived and the battle began. Actually, it was more of a duel than a battle. The enemy spotted us coming and was quickly prepared for the attack and was ready to fire. I surveyed the situation, as it could've been very, very messy. I give the enemy some respect, as instead of turning and running, they stood their ground and advanced. We advanced as well. I did not want to take the risk of letting the enemy have a chance to shoot as well so I got my forces as close as I could. We both stopped, tension was high. We both knew that in the end, one of us would be the victor, and one would be the loser. He made the first move, but that is what I expected, and opened fire. One shot elimination. I immediately left, leaving his surviving forces to die off on their own. No more shells would be fired in this war.

what?

2005-06-10T19:38:00.000-07:00

the chicken will do most anything you wish! Click HERE to command a chicken to do anything you want while its comfortable in its home.

BUT I'M YOUR MANAGER!!!

2005-05-31T22:34:00.000-07:00

My future ride. Yes, she WILL be mine.

2005-05-31T22:32:00.000-07:00

Smoking Babes. Hahaha.

Happy 1000

2005-05-24T16:25:00.000-07:00

the silence before the storm

2005-05-22T23:06:00.000-07:00

Day 8. The smell of decay that wafts on and off my yard occaisionally, tells me I have temporarily won. Unfortunately, the "cadaver" is unable to be recovered, which means my school is saved, for now. I haven't seen the enemy in about 5 days now, but I know for a fact they are out there. It was raining when me and my opponent met, rendering my trap useless. However I still sighted him, and prepared for the fight. The weather was fitting for such an occaision, and worked to my advantage. I waited in the downpour for the enemy to make the first move, and that is when I would catch him. The enemy knew I was out, however, and started a retreat to his underground bunker. Fortunately I was quick enough to flank him just in time, and caught him once with heavy fire before he made it to his safehold. I was unsure about the condition of my enemy, and just to be sure fired 3 rounds into his foxhole. Now I wait for the return of their other forces, if they dare come back. God be with me during my next encounter, I barely made it out of my last.

It begins...

2005-05-16T20:39:00.000-07:00

They have one major advantage, they show extreme resilience when pumped full of buckshot. But I WILL defeat them, mark my words, every last one of them will be used for hilarious pranks when they are all dead. Until that day, I will not stop fighting. I will fight on the roof, in the grass, in the trees, and even on the trampoline. But until that victory day comes when I liberate my fair yard, or until I am sprayed, I will not stop fighting.

2005-05-04T22:55:00.000-07:00

A good shot.

Broseph...

2005-05-04T22:32:00.000-07:00

Well today was quite the day. I was just about to ram my head into the wall, just to get out of school. I realized, though, that this kind of behaviour would only land me in the councillors room for no good reason. And that, gang, is worse then regular school. So me and J-Dawg almost skipped today, but then we found out that we have nowhere to go, and that we are school whipped. The fact that I am IMPRISONED In that school on a day like this, just wants to make me walk around looking like I am about to kill someone all day. I have lots to rant about, considering the fact that I keep almost every thought to myself, but I usually forget about it. My math teacher said, "Supplementary, Watson," today, which made me laugh to myself and think about what a stupid place I have to be in to endure this. I really have nothing against the intentions of school, which would be to learn, but ask yourself, how much do you really learn in a day like today? Sure, I learned a math formula, and wrote a page about obesity, and sat on a computer and typed numbers. But I think I would learn more about "life skills" if I explored outside and basked in the glory that is mother nature. Somebody set me free, or at least give me laxitives so I can puke everywhere and get out of school for a day. Check out this Fat Pie cartoon, I feel like the kids in the schoolyard.

2005-04-23T00:21:00.000-07:00

I am straight out of the 70's. Can life get any better? I submit that it CANNOT!

best night ever?

2005-04-22T23:48:00.000-07:00

So im starting to think that I cut it even every time, like Jerry Seinfeld. He throws 20 bucks out the window, and finds a 20 in his jacket pocket. Since I had a HORRIBLE night the other day (the baking soda incident), I think Lady Luck is vomiting her luck all over me. Well let me tell you about this day that is the day of all days. I slept in until about 1, which is the perfect amount of sleep (taking in the fact that i dont fall asleep until about 2-3 am anyway). The first thing I did was open my blinds and it turned out to be one of those days that Ferris Bueller would skip school for. So I dibble dabble around for a while, watching good cartoons like Spongebob Squarepants. And for those of you that are "too mature" for Spongebob Squarepants, you can leave now, because I hate you. AND THEN I showered up and headed to the city for a much needed haircut. My hairdresser almost convinced me I should get a mullet too, making me chuckle a little bit. She said she would take the blame for it saying she accidentally cut it too short, and that I just insisted that I should get a mullet etc etc. That never happened though, its just a dream of mine. ANYHOO I got outta that and went and washed my mothers car and crap, then went over to Orlanda's. I hadn't seen Orlanda in about 3 weeks so that was a real TREAT! We picked up some pitas from the Pita Pit and promptly headed over to the church for the remainder of youth, where we met up with such characters as Thomas. While we were there, i was engaged in a conversation about wheter Lu Kang or Sonya does the bycicle kick. I was CONVINCED it was sonya. I could of swore she did that in the game, number 3 that is. AFTER all that, we drove over to the mall, thinking we were going to see The Amityville Horror, which we decided not to go to after all, and we probobly wouldntve been able to get in anyways. So we rented Finding Neverland. Now all you guys probobly think "thats a sissy movie". Well you can shutup. Its a good movie. Same with The Notebook. YOU ALL KNOW IT! So my sister came over after the movie to pick me up, and Orlanda gave me my present that she got while she was in vegas, which was a pair of the best looking sunglasses ive ever seen. What a gal! So I drove us home, and came back to some chocolate cake, ice cream, alpha bits and froot loops. Needless to say, it was quite the selection of goods. And now I will go downstairs and watch a movie and eat alpha bits and enjoy the last hour of this Epic day.

qwerty

2005-04-20T18:37:00.000-07:00

I also failed to mention in the previous post that finding a copy of "the skateboard kid" would be near impossible! (i checked ebay theirs only 8!) and thats failing to mention that i would have to watch it twice. i need time inbetween to think about the movie. but seriously, i think you should buy one of those copies off of ebay..

a night ruined.

2005-04-19T22:24:00.000-07:00

Let me tell you a tale. Once apon a time a guy named Tyson liked to bake cookies and other assorted treats during his long nights. One night, Tyson set out to make chocolate chip cookies. Minutes later, he came across a part of the recipe that called for 1 tsp. of baking soda. At this point he was at near completion of the batch. Tyson opens the cupboard, finding no baking soda. This is where he yells FRICK and remembers that his little brother started a small fire within his microwave in the process of making popcorn. WOW. Tyson frantically opens the microwave finding the baking soda, hoping that maybe its still useful and hasnt sucked up lots of the smell yet. Not the case. It smells rather like cigars that were recently smothered in human waste and smoked. And that is how 1 tsp. of baking soda ruined a perfectly good night. This is also the reason that most white powders are illegal. The only redemption this night could possibly have, is if i SOMEHOW got a copy of the movie "The skateboard kid" and watched it 2 times.

2005-04-14T01:11:00.000-07:00

this picture made my day.

moonlight desires

2005-04-14T01:05:00.000-07:00

well for those of you who dont already know, im a raging insomniac. its 2 in the morning now, and i will be up for another hour at least. ive tried everything. warm milk, turkey, and tea. im seriously thinking about getting some sleeping pills. being able to take a pill and then 30 minutes later be out cold sounds like a dream to me. but until then i struggle with hot pillows and blankets. i hate that too, hot pillows that is. i end up flipping my pillow around about 50 times trying to find that cool spot that will only dissapear within a couple seconds after I put my head on it. one could blame this entire situation on my mid-day naps, which can last up to 7 hours. i come home after school, lay down, then wake up at 10:00. but then again one could blame THAT on me having to wake up at 7 to go to school. honestly i dont think 7:00 is a normal time to be waking up. not for me anyway. i think how you wake up is a big part of it too. if you wake up to that annoying alarm clock sound thinking, "i want to die because i have to go to school today" your day will PROBOBLY be worse if you wake up knowing all you will do today is put on a bath robe and walk around half naked and enjoy good times. i also think too much during the night as well, as you can see. for example, i was just thinking about how annoying "LOL" is, or any laughing lingo for that matter. come on, how many times have you typed LOL and not even laughed out loud? then that branches out into the "fake happiness". i try my hardest not to look happy when, quite frankly, im not happy. but then if you DO know me i hardly ever have a happy face on even when im not having a bad time. by the way, get "moonlight desires" by "gowan". pure enjoyment wrapped into a good 80's hit.

2005-04-09T19:32:00.000-07:00

J dawg himself can do that.

inverted brae.

2005-04-09T19:26:00.000-07:00

Well I had hotdogs today. The greasiest and best part about them is that we tried wrapping them in bacon. Very good, but I honestly dont recommend it. My chest hurt after eating them. Theres no more snow. It feels funny, but at least now I get to go boating in the ditches in my dingy. aight.

2005-04-08T15:50:00.000-07:00

There is a perfectly normal explanation for this. I sort of adopted a hobbie of taking abnormal pictures of myself when im bored. This is one of the results. Blame it on Brook.

2005-04-07T14:52:00.000-07:00

I took this the same day I took the one on my brothers blog. I highly recommend checking his out, by the way.

2005-04-04T21:58:00.000-07:00

2005-04-03T22:48:00.000-07:00

I seem to be enjoying some art there. Some might say Im enjoying it TWICE as much as a normal person. ahahha, EHOUGH!

Electronic beepers. Dare I say, electronic...teachers?

2005-04-03T22:11:00.000-07:00

Well gang it looks as if I have created a blog, against my own will mind you. Whats that you say? Tyson has a blog? WHY YES! YES I DO! I'm thinking the same thing you are Jakko! I don't even talk in person you say? Well you noticed my old friend. But here I am with a blog. Now on to serious matters, such as the title of this post. Yes thats right Electronic Teachers. It is the last day of my break, and tommorow I go back to that whore-house they call school. Yes whore-house is a strong word, but I am a strong man. I really dislike school, for those who havent met me ( by the way if you havent met me it would seem odd that you are on here, but random blog-drifting is common I guess). Teachers are my weakness, I loathe them. Some people at my school are pretty gay too. This one guy has a barbed wire and panther tattoo. How gay is that? Needless to say, my school is a bummer. But my brother once told me that the only way to enjoy school was to make most people hate you and then just make fun of them. Im on my way there I guess. One can only wish I reach complete hate-enlightenment and become the GOD OF MY SCHOOL!