sad

so today i was driving down the street and saw a tractor trailer truck taking a bunch of cars to the crusher. amoungst the wrecked cars on the flatdeck of this truck was a car just like mine. same year, same model, same color. the only exception was that this car (with another car on top of it being taken to the crusher) was actually in better shape than my own car....

mission plausible.

here's what i came up with.


my two favorite instruments at this moment.

street near mine.
rollin....
security system in full effect.

o.k., this is the real story here. ended up at this park, standing there looking for something to see. I pushed aside some bark mulch with my foot and BOOM! what did i uncover? a nice shiny 1 dollar coin. total random discovery. not what i was expecting, but it works.

mission impassible.

it's sunday afternoon, i'm gonna grab my sisters camera and go take some pictures and bring em back and post em , regardless of what they are or how they look. i'm giving myself about an hour. lets see what we can do here. back in a bit.

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3-stage IC-based. Continuously variable gain from 30dB to 70dB. Input loading pluggable: > 47pF and <>AC-coupled with just one series capacitor, and this enclosed in a feedback loop at that. Resistors matched to 0.2%, capacitors to <>Takes bi-phase AC or DC power in, through rectifier, gyrators, and then opamp-based series regulator with multi-loop feedback. i found this on a site called vinyl engine. i didn't create this , some genius did. props to geniuses.

if i could do anything today, i think it would be this.


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Questions that real men aren't afraid to ask.Pt.1

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i

the letter i. i hate it. it's a pain in the ace. This is because it always wants to be capitalized. especially when used as a first person reference. This means that when i talk about about myself i'm supposed to capitalize the i. As in "I went to the park", or, I fell down but I didn't hurt myself because i'm a stuntman". well, i don't have the time or patience any more. and i just don't care. so from now on i'll never capitalize the letter i again. it's like most people that i meet. myself included. "ohhh, look at me" i'm special" i demand to be capitalized". ohh ohhh. pure arogance. no more sir, thank you very much. Your days in the spotlight are done. Your reign of terror is over. Small i is all you'll ever be. i don't even wanna get into talking about u.

a quiet noise

i am surrounded by quiet noise.
a fan, computer, and a gas fireplace.
the television in the next room.
voices that are not loud, but i can still hear them.
children entertaining each other. Usually loud, but not right now.
all buzzing,
all droning,
all of them making a quiet noise that isn't loud.

notice the glass jar

i noticed a glass jar, i did this by looking in its direction.

a hat on my head.

I didn't have a hat on my head. I wanted one there, so I found my hat by walking around until I found it. It was lying on the floor. I picked it up with my hand and then placed it on my head. I placed it so the brim was facing forwards. I wore it like that for the rest of the day.

typing a message on this blog

i wanted to type a message on this blog that someone could read. So I pushed the keys on the keyboard individually to spell out words that when placed one after the other in correct grammatical order, would create a message for everyone to read on this blog.