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    Archive for March 2005

    #La Vida Robot

    Probably the most important story published in Wired in the last 5 years: “How four underdogs from the mean streets of Phoenix took on the best from M.I.T. in the national underwater bot championship…” And won.

    My favorite parts:

    • Szwankowski was impressed by Oscar. He launched into an in-depth explanation of the technology, offering details as if he were letting them in on a little secret. “What you really want,” he confided, “is a thermocouple with a cold junction compensator.” He went over the specifications of the device and then paused. “You know,” he said, “I think you can beat those guys from MIT. Because none of them know what I know about thermometers.”
    • It was a bold idea. If they didn’t have to run a power line down to the bot, their tether could be much thinner, making the bot more mobile. Since the competition required that their bot run through a series of seven exploration tasks – from taking depth measurements to locating and retrieving acoustic pingers – mobility was key. Most of the other teams wouldn’t even consider putting their power supplies in the water. A leak could take the whole system down. But if they couldn’t figure out how to waterproof their case, Cristian argued, then they shouldn’t be in an underwater contest.
    • “PowerPoint is a distraction,” Cristian replied. “People use it when they don’t know what to say.”

    Give it a read. And if you’re as moved as I am, consider donating.

    currently playing: Massive Attack “Blue Lines”


    #Blue Gene/L

    Neat little plug on InformationWeek >Information Week on IBM’s Blue Gene/L and how it has surpassed Japan’s Earth Simulator, hitting 135.3 teraflops (more than twice its September record). Still, I may need someone to explain the following statement to me: “…simulate the performance and safety of nuclear weapons…”


    #the great mauve plague (2)

    Feeling worse before I’m feeling better, I suppose. Ugh, usually I’m at least feeling OK enough to fit some work in from home (for half-credit on the day where applicable…) but this has really knocked me on my ass. It’s not even like full-blown “Hi! My name is Severe Nausea!” or “I’m Major Nasal Congestion, 4th Tactical Illness Division, at your service!” more like the dull throb of persistent body ache &c. Licensed to ill.

    Meanwhile…

    • Following this thread on Sampo re: the P2P trials. Threw in my $0.02 (US) but readily admit I haven’t fully thought it all through. When push comes to shove and I’m taken to task, I’m sure I’ll be shouted down as a nay-sayer. Mostly I just enjoy poking holes in the P2P hooplah.
    • Via Daring Fireball: OS X.4 “Tiger” is available for pre-order on Amazon.com. Excitement on disc! Now, let’s just be patient and wait for it to come pre-installed

    OK– back to bed.

    currently playing: Meat Beat Manifesto “Lucid Dream” >> Radiohead “2+2=5″


    #the great mauve plague

    Despite my best efforts, my body up and succumbed to the Great Mauve Plague of ‘05 that’s been traipsing around the office of-late. /le sigh, indeed. Fortunately, I fell to its gnarly powers on a day where A had few obligations ’round the lab so she’s opted stay home and take care of me.

    Thus do I turn to a couple of quick a.m. ruminations:

    1. Why is it that when I get sick, I have the good enough sense to refrain from drinking coffee? In the “gotta get enough fluids” standpoint, this is wisdom made to action — keep the caffeine from the system. The tails of that coin though is that there’s the inevitable mid-a.m. headache that makes everything feel worse first. Ugh.
    2. Having just finished Diary (which, I might add, I highly recommend), I returned recently to my Third Foray into Infinite Jest. The segment I just completed was one of the more lengthy passages featuring Steeply and Marathe. In previous reads (and admittedly, in this one, too) I find these difficult to plow through. They’re tedious and (at times) a little dull in the overall context though they provide much needed background. Something particularly stiking that I hadn’t picked up on prior though was how well its couched and/or framed within/between Mario’s annual screening of his puppet ONANtiad version. Jeegads!

    OK. Time to return to bed and get myself healthy.

    currently playing: that nasty churning hum of my sick self


    #Spring Cometh.

    Spring is here. Well, according to the calendar and the early stages of snow-melt anyway. Spent the weekened w/ A & my fam (who was down fr/ Maine for the Easter weekend). Hit Stowe for the first time ever w/ my dad and brother. Had a rocky start to the day but left w/ sore legs and a smile on my face so I’d say it was well-spent. Even if my camera batteries crapped out before I could even get the first panoramic shot in.

    Highlights of the weekend also included some random(ish) presents fr/ my Mom. Observe:



    Darth Tater lays waste to the clone army of the Peep lords.



    A friend of my mom’s retired her phonograph and donates about 25 vinyl discs to a worthy cause. Including a copy of Zappa’s “Apostrophe” in like-new condition.


    #wishlist 20050327…

    Add it to the wishlist: Quicksilver plug-in that ties in directly w/ System Preferences and other system utilities. (E.g., use Quicksilver to turn AirPort on/off…)

    Or I could get off my ass and become the developer myself.


    #dream.20050323: “Bust: The Obsession”

    For whatever reason, A & I are the featured actors in a play about pornographic (or at least very bawdy) plays in the Olde West. As in, six-shooters and belt buckles and garters and stuff. The action of the dream was mostly rehearsal. Joanne Klein was the director and the stage hands and crew members were all people I knew from work (a tall pony-tailed fellow and his wife in particular). We also previewed the ticket designs which were white cardstock with green line-art sketches of a man and woman in period costumes. The “she” in the sketch was (well) busty and he was mustached, wearing a cowboy hat, and staring at her tits.

    The title on the ticket read: “Bust: The Obsession – - A Tale of Lust and Melancholy in 3 Acts”

    What a weird fucking dream.


    #Monday Top 10 on Wednesday

    I need some new music, so I modded this a little to produce… well, anything.

    1. Jamiroquai “Canned Heat”
    2. Lush “Thoughtforms”
    3. Death Cab For Cutie “We Laugh Indoors”
    4. Lush “For Love”
    5. Spylab “Music Box”
    6. Spylab “Celluloid Hypnotic”
    7. Lush “Etheriel”
    8. Spylab “In The Shade”
    9. Spylab “Kabelski”
    10. Spylab “Breathe Easy”

    The Sampo Method: Match all conditions – Last Played is in the last 7 days, Date Added is in the last 14 days; limit to 10 songs selected by most often played.


    #not as good as it sounds

    Kitsch Death

    • strawberries; puree about two-thirds of what you’ve got
    • vodka (a berry-flavored vodka is encouraged but not required)
    • champagne

    Mix two measures pureed strawberries with one measure vodka. Shake; strain into a fluted glass (or whatever you’ve got on hand…) Top off the glass with champagne (about two measures). Float a halved strawberry and serve. (Or if the strawberry won’t float, split it and put it on the rim of the glass.)


    #VT Home Buyers Beware

    Fortunately, the good ol’ fashioned paper copy has a digital equivalent to link to… Given last year’s house hunting hemmorhage (for lack of any better alliteration), I was colored intrigued…

    Their headline? Going, going, gone In a tight market, the $100,000 home is a thing of the past. Parts of it hit home right away:

    Two houses would need to be gutted. Others needed new roofs and foundations. “They were nothing that we could see ourselves in,” says Jill.

    Houses they did like were beyond their price range but still sold quickly.

    Blammo! Sucker-punched!

    I’ll be honest and admit that the particular couple they open the story on did little tear-jerking for me. Two income young professional household looking for a $140,000 house in Washington County? Boo-hoo. I’m sure they’re nice folks but it hardly does the point of the story justice. A walk around my block in Barre paints a pretty salient picture.

    That being more/less beside the point– the article makes it pretty clear up front that about 57% of Vermonters are below the income identified in the article as necessary to “afford” home-ownership. Reading the article, A & I feel fortunate to be in our situation. It’s pretty mind-boggling to consider that vacancy rates in Vermont are among the lowest in the country and that the housing prices just continue to shoot (not creep) ever upward.

    According to the housing report’s analysis of available real estate sales data, not a single new home sold in Vermont in 2004 was affordable to a household earning Vermont’s median income.

    Realtor Marcus Ratliff of Norwich says his phone rings with buyers expecting to spend $50,000 on land and $100,000 on a home. He tells them: “There isn’t such a thing any longer.”

    Shazaam! Cold-cocked right in the back of the head.

    The article makes a lot of points about how (1) building is very limited and (2) there are a lot of out-of-state folks (/ahem) inbound and chowing down on the available real estate as vacation homes and investment properties. A & I definitely felt the sting last summer. One place we looked at was being sold be a Colorado man who’d bought it 2 years earlier, gutted it, and was flipping it in what can only be described as “now awesome” condition. It being at the upper end of our price range, it would have been awesome b/c then there’d have been no additional work (minus the roof replacement) that needed done. Everything we looked at after that was a laundry list of repairs just setting foot in the door. After one house hunting session, I remember A being nearly in tears saying that it was pretty much hopeless to find something in our price range that would be at least habitable right out of the gate. Things worked out OK in the end but there’s no denying that what isn’t built into our mortgage is coming out of pocket in card-swipes down at the local Ace and Aubuchon stores…

    “I don’t think there’s a house in this town available for under two and a quarter. For people from urban areas, a house for $300,000 to $400,000 looks like a bargain, but if you have to pay for that on a Vermont salary, it’s astonishingly unaffordable.”

    There are also social consequences of high housing costs, say experts. While many homeowners are seeing their biggest investment rise in value – possibly creating a nice nest egg for retirement – these climbing housing prices often can force others to move outside their community.

    Whack! Like a 2×4 to the face. With a nail in it.

    Seems like there would be (a) solution(s), no? Like a tax on houses ear-marked as camps or second homes? Or better, more common-sense deductions on the expenses that surround renovating, moderniizing, and improving older homes? Maybe my suggestion isn’t so crazy. If the VT government is going to limit the construction of new homes (which, all things considered, ain’t a bad idea) then it should at least make it worthwhile for the folks “stuck” with older homes to make sure those homes keep standing.

    currently playing: Lamb “Lusty” >> Spylab “Breathe Easy”




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