Posted on Wednesday, February 17, 2010 at
Hi. The MCM starts in 2 days.
I have to finish a paper and a bunch of lab questions before then, and I want to do at least one run through with my talk on maglev trains (as well as hacking S5 to auto-advance ala ignite), run at least one reprap part into existence, find if we can do etching cheaply, start the E/M test, and talk to a prof about what sort of equation I should use in a feedback loop.
Posted on Saturday, February 13, 2010 at
Okay, so friday, right. First, I edited an arduino program so that it should read a frequency from a spinning thing-a-ma-jig (look, I’m really tired for some reason), and adjust the power delivered to the motor that spins the thing-a-ma-jig with PWM. It depends on if we can get something to switch fast enough; transistor, maybe. And since we’re using a breadboard arduino to make sure our dev board doesn’t die, that’s where the breadboard comes from.
Posted on Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at
So, random blog post to gather up my ideas and dump core.
Idea #1: Originally, lengths were measured with some arbitrary standard: then, we defined a meter as a millionth of the distance from the pole to the equator, since any sufficiently advanced civilization after us could redetermine what a meter was from the definition. However, once we leave Earth, that standard ceases to be useful. So, we shoehorned the definition of a meter into some fraction of the distance light in a vacuum travels in a second.
Posted on Tuesday, February 9, 2010 at
So, after this story, I swore that I would not write a story until I had some serious inspiration, since this story is pretty damn derivative. Well, I held out until today. Have my massively derivative story.
Friend: is loading on the tea in hopes to avoid the sickness
Me: Well, it started with the SWAT team. Once they took away my green tea and threw me in the slammer, then it was all over.
Posted on Saturday, February 6, 2010 at
Okay, so I have absolutely nothing to show for this Friday. I hung out with friends, and didn’t do anything productive other than burning bootloaders into 2 ATmega168 chips. And, I wrote a new story!
Friend: is reminded again that "to be lonely and to be by yourself is not the same thing."
Me: Ghosts, that's what they were. Machines dressed and taught to imitate a culture. Sure, they dressed like they were attending a high-class social function, and they spewed words in semi-comprehensible phrases, but they never actually said anything intelligent, no matter how one coaxed them.
Posted on Monday, February 1, 2010 at
Inspiration strikes, I post.
friend: milky way > boys
me: You don't expect me to seriously believe that, do you?
It's not a question of belief, it's a question of whether you're capable of debriefing her. She's covered around a million parsecs crisscrossing the galaxy over 90 of your years, so she'll be out of touch with current events, and you're the only one she knows and trusts that's still alive.