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September 29, 2003
Welcome to Taipei!
I heard a different kind of greeting this morning on the airplane:
"Attention passengers: we are ready to begin our descent to landing. Please be aware that smuggling of weapons or narcotics are offenses that carry the penalty of capital punishment in Taiwan. Thank you for your attention."
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September 27, 2003
French playing card deck names "most dangerous" US leaders
In a prototypically French move, a left-wing Gaullic group has issued a set of US playing cards. Our fearless leader is only the King of Diamonds. Rumsfeld is the Ace of Spades; gotta wonder who scored the other Aces. The caption on Bush's card is in French, but translates as "Head of a baseball club and director of Salem bin Laden's oil company (brother of Osama). Designated President of the United States by friends of his father at the Supreme Court before the vote count showed that he lost the elections."
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Layout-o-matic
Layout-o-matic from inknoise (makers of the wonderful List-o-matic) is like CSS with training wheels. Note to self: come back and play with this.
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2,500 times the size of Mount St. Helens
Lying underneath one of The United States largest and most picturesque National Parks - Yellowstone Park - is one of the largest "super volcanoes" in the world. It has been on a regular eruption cycle of 600,000 years. The last eruption was 640,000 years ago…so the next is overdue. The first one left a hole - the caldera - larger than the state of Rhode Island. Flows of hot volcanic ash, pumice, and gases swept across an area of more than 3,000 square miles.
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September 25, 2003
Dreams of Space
Collection of illustrations on space and space travel, from the 1800's through 1974. Some are really Jetsons-ish cool, others strive for realism based on what was known as the time. I found The Monkey in the Rocket, a book from when I first learned to read that really fascinated me - I had forgotten it until I saw the picture of the cover. There is also a dog in a spacesuit wagging his tail that I like, but you'll have to uncover that one for yourself.
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My First Therapy
Childtherapytoys.com, another of thosedotcoms whose namesallruntogether, is "...proud to carry My First Therapy Game which was developed by Dr. Yorke to introduce children to psychotherapy and facilitate insight and growth as therapy progresses."
You want to know why the good old US of A is going to hell in a handbasket? Here it is in microcosm.
Actual problem from one of the game cards: "Larry's friend asked for help cheating on a test. How can Larry say 'no' without upsetting his friend too much?"
First, of all, Larry, what are you doing hanging around with a loser like that? Who picks your friends for you? Let's not focus too much on your friend's feelings in this situation, because that's just some therapist wallowing in his victim mentality, and you really don't want any of that crap to rub off on you. So, Larry, here's what you're going to do. Walk right up to that so-called friend of yours and say, "Hey moron, what the hell's the matter with you? Didn't your parents ever teach you that cheating is wrong?"
I would be so good at that game.
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September 17, 2003
Now THERE'S a science project.
Craig Wallace, recent graduate of Spanish Fork High School - and his dad - came across plans for a nuclear fusion reactor, designed by fellow Utah resident Philo Farnsworth, the inventor of television. They both got the same idea, "Let's head down to the junkyard and see if we can find an old neutron detector and a neutron modulator, maybe a couple of turbo molecular pumps, whaddaya say?"
Six months later, fusion.
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one dose of humility, please...
Alas! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has
torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human
Life, to light the fires of passion with, from day
to day, that man begins to see that the leaves
which remain are few in number.
— Longfellow, Hyperion, Bk. iv, ch. 8.
Posted by John at 09:28 PM | Comments (0)
WHOA.
2advanced is the best Flash site I've seen since... wait, it's been so long I've forgotten their name! (Oh yeah, I remember.) Since the dotcom meltdown, all the Flashy goodness was leached from the world by Alan Greenspan and the Enron executives of Mordor. Sensory overload! Play the movies, watch the commercials, click around. To heck with content, this is eyecandy! Stunning!
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Think you know your own senses?
Take the senses challenge. 20 questions. I got 18 right - couldn't figure out where the motion was in the picture, and didn't know what a "supertaster" was. I hope you can do better!
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I love the cute little bouncing bear...
Everybody loves cute little bouncing bears. I could make a comment about this little TV news segment being "grizzly", but I won't.
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Scuba Doo!
Man, the Scuba Doo looks like fun. I don't think it's all that practical, but it sure would be fun to rent one in a prime diving spot like Maui. Approximately one hour off an 88 c.f. tank, battery powered at a maximum speed of 2.5 knots. Think about it:
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You are how you sleep.
How is it that scientists somehow have a never-ending stream of grant money to study really esoteric crap that nobody really fundamentally cares about, and which is destined to be a single entry in some weblog, quickly forgotten and only remembered when the search engine turns up the link on a search for "sleep" when its time to go shopping for a new mattress? What your sleeping position reveals about your personality. Mainly what mine reveals is that I'm tired, and need sleep, so if they wake me up coming into my room under some obscure provision of the USA PATRIOT Act that allows them to monitor my sleeping position without my permission, there's gonna be a ruckus.
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Left Prefrontal Cortex Activity Levels - UP
Scientists debate, theorize, test and measure happiness. The Dalai Lama goes to MIT, advises meditation. The scientists fall all over themselves agreeing, because they can't explain any of it. "Left frontal cortex activity = good" is about the sum total of their knowledge on the subject.
Those MIT scientists should just count their blessings. Interviewing the Dalai Lama in Kresge Auditorium is certainly preferable to some jobs in the science fields. In fact, most things are preferable to those jobs.
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Hurricane Isabel photo
One of the strongest storms in modern times, Hurrucane Isabel is headed for the east coast. Flirting with a Category 5 designation on the Saffir-Simpson scale, it has winds broaching 150mph and is driving storm surges in ocean waves over 15 feet high. The damage potential if it makes landfall at this strength is estimated as "catastrophic." This photo was taken yesterday from NASA's Terra satellite network. Gorgeous and terrifying.
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SimCity comes to the web
Well, sort of. If you're a fan of SimCity, you're bound to get hooked on this... game? project? tool set? Go forth and build a city with City Creator! While you're at it, if your confidence level is high, you might hop on over to Learner.org and try building a roller coaster, and checking the physics to see if you have a viable design.
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Sideways biking
I see the pictures, and instantly visualize myself riding one of these. Every single time, about 8 seconds into the ride, I have a vicious wipeout on the pavement, and since I was 'just trying it out" and not wearing a helmet, I wake up a hospital bed.
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September 15, 2003
Dave Barry's mojo
So Dave Barry lashes out against the American Teleservices Association in his latest piece: "Ask Not What Telemarketers Can Do To You".
Leading the charge for the telemarketing industry is the American Teleservices Association (suggested motto: 'Some Day, We Will Get a Dictionary and Look Up 'Services' '').In his column, Barry invites his readers to pick up the phone and tell the telemarketing association what you think. Apparently, it worked. Kudos, Mr. B!!
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A nifty little tool
The FontBrowser loads all the fonts resident on your system and allows you to quickly scroll through them to see which one you want to use. Nice little tool.
Posted by John at 09:10 PM | Comments (0)
September 14, 2003
The Global Rich List
This one's been making the rounds the past few weeks, but I'm posting it just because I played with it long enough to figure out that if you make $868.25 PER ANNUM then you are still richer than 1/2 the people on Earth. So stop whining.
Posted by John at 08:16 PM | Comments (0)
The wonderful world of carbon nanotubes
You probably wonder what fantasic and otherworldly uses we could make of the breakthrough work in carbon nanotubes (aka "buckytubes"). If you don't, you should.
Carbon nanotubes - long, thin cylinders of carbon - were discovered in 1991 by S. Iijima. These are large macromolecules that are unique for their size, shape, and remarkable physical properties. They can be thought of as a sheet of graphite (a hexagonal lattice of carbon) rolled into a cylinder. These intriguing structures have sparked much excitement in the recent years and a large amount of research has been dedicated to their understanding. Currently, the physical properties are still being discovered and disputed. What makes it so difficult is that nanotubes have a very broad range of electonic, thermal, and structural properties that change depending on the different kinds of nanotube (defined by its diameter, length, and chirality, or twist). To make things more interesting, besides having a single cylindrical wall (SWNTs), nanotubes can have multiple walls (MWNTs)--cylinders inside the other cylinders.
One of the things that these unique molecules could enable is a space elevator. Tie one end to a geosynchronous satellite, and the other end to the train station on Earth, and start selling tickets. NASA is funding the research to the tune of several million dollars under its advanced concepts program.
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A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
Especially now that scientists have calculated that the memory capacity of a single human brain is greater than all the computers ever built. Significantly greater, if their math is to be believed.
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And now for something completely different...
Monty Python and the Holy Grail is coming to Broadway! The working title is Spamelot from the song in the movie, of course.
We're knights of the Round Table,The musical comedy is expected to make its Broadway debut in the spring of 2005, so it's a little early to secure tickets. The good news is they've secure Mike Nichols to direct the play. Since his Oscar for directing The Graduate (1967), he's accumulated six Tony awards, a Grammy, an Emmy and an Oscar. With Nichols at the helm, expect the show to attract top talent. (BTW, if you've never seen the song done with Legos, you can remedy that right now.)
we dance whene'er we're able.
We do routines
and chorus scenes
with footwork impec-cable,We dine well here in Camelot,
we eat ham and jam and Spam a lot.We're knights of the Round Table,
our shows are for-mi-dable.
But many times
we're given rhymes
that are quite un-sing-ableWe're opera mad in Camelot,
we sing from the diaphragm alot.In war we're tough and able,
Quite in-de-fa-ti-gable.
Between our quests
we sequin vests
and impersonate Clark GableIt's a busy life in Camelot
[Knight solo]: I have to push the pram a lot.
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The Moral Sense Test
Help out the researchers at Harvard University by taking this Web-based Moral Sense Test that explores the nature of your moral intuitions. How do humans, throughout the world, decide what is right and wrong? To answer this question, they have designed a series of moral dilemmas designed to probe the psychological mechanisms underlying our ethical judgments. By putting these questions on the Web, these researchers hope to gain insight into the similarities and differences between the moral intuitions of people of different ages, from different cultures, with different educational backgrounds and religious beliefs, involved in different occupations and exposed to very different circumstances. Participation in the study is easy, quick and completely confidential. It takes about 10 minutes.
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September 13, 2003
The Best American Speeches
The Top 100 American Speeches of all time, with audio where possible, brought to you by American Rhetoric. This is a gold mine. You can come back for inspiration whenever your spirit is lagging, and find something that puts the wind back in your sails. Powerful juju here.
Posted by John at 10:38 PM | Comments (0)
Just bookmarking a roofing site.
Nothing to see here, move along now.
Dreamroofs. Roof, roof, roof, roofing, roofing, roofing.
Because search engines are stupid, and I want this link to come up first when I search on "roof" or "roofing", that's why.
Because I'm going to need another one in a year, two tops.
Posted by John at 10:33 PM | Comments (0)
September 12, 2003
WeWantYourSoul.com
<<shudder>> This is clever. This is sick. This is clever. This is sick. This is clever. This is sick. This is clever. This is sick. This is clever. This is sick.
"The contract is a legally binding document and on completion the holding company will own the full rights to the customer's soul and its use hereof. The company reserves the rights to use the soul for any purpose which it sees fit and retains the right to resell the soul. In the event that the soul is genetically-modified by the company, it will remain bound by the original contract. However, there are no guarantees regarding the long-term value or utility of a GMS (Genetically-Modified Soul)."
-- from the "Terms and Conditions" page at www.wewantyoursoul.com.
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American Social Hygiene Posters Database
For that retro perspective on the social graces. If some wise guy tells you that sexual intercourse is not dangerous, DO NOT BELIEVE HIM.
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What's Yer Inner Pirate?
My evaluation says: You are The Cap'n!
Some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any man that stands between them and the mantle of power. You never met a man you couldn't eviscerate. Not that mindless violence is the only avenue open to you - but why take an avenue when you have complete freeway access? You are the definitive Man of Action. You are James Bond in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. Your swash was buckled long ago and you have never been so sure of anything in your life as in your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off their head if they show any sign of taking you on or backing down. You cannot be saddled with tedious underlings, but if one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones' locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed - a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.
What's Yer Inner Pirate?
brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!
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Arrrrr!
Regulars t' this website will know that Keelhaulin' brooks no excuses when it comes t' September 19th, International Talk Like a Pirate Day. If ye swabbies don't learn t' properly pronunciate the vocabulary, ye'll be a-walkin' the plank come dawn. And those that come back up, they get keelhauled! Ye have 'til next Friday.
Posted by John at 12:29 AM | Comments (0)
What the Iraquis Really Think
Tired of the ambiguity around the conflicting stories -- are Americans perceived as invading oppressors meddling in affairs in which they have no business, or righteous champions of justice and defenders of freedom? -- the Wall Street Journal went and asked them. Imagine the audacity.
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September 08, 2003
Canine Intersection
This is Joey. Joey was our new dog for about an hour this weekend. We were driving Colin to his first soccer game of the season, and there on Paradise Drive was my neighbor with her Mercedes stopped in the middle of the road, holding on to this dog. I rolled down the window as we passed and asked if everything was OK. She said he just ran out into the middle of the road and she didn't know what to do. He had no collar. She was stuck. She couldn't let go of the dog because he might run off, and she clearly didn't want to put him the car. I have a sneaking suspicion that she was acting the helpless female because she didn't want the dog on her new leather upholstery.
So I tossed Joey in the back of the station wagon. We tried to palm him off at the firehouse down the road, but they weren't having any of it. I drove Colin to the game with Joey in the back. I dropped off Julie and Colin and came back and knocked on a few doors in the neighborhood near where we found him, but nobody knew him. The neighbor called me on my cell phone and said she had put up some flyers on Paradise Drive that said "LOST DOG?" with her phone number. She asked what I planned to do with him.
Now this was a tricky one. The typical male response when things like this happen is to try to put things back the way they were, and as quickly as possible. The female response is mothering, trying to make everything OK for all parties involved. This was typified by Julie as we drove to the soccer game, when she'd said, only half jokingly, "Can we keep him?" Well, maybe only 10% jokingly. This was not unfolding as I had hoped.
I had no intention of adopting this dog, particularly having had him foisted on me as I simply tried to take some decisive action to unravel the traffic jam that was developing on Paradise Drive. We have a dog, and one's enough for now, thanks. I might consider adopting a ravening wolf, just because I know he could easily escape our fence and eat the neighbor's cat. The cat likes to crawl under the gate and saunter down our front walkway past the window to taunt our dog, Maggie. Maggie goes insane barking at the cat, who picks up his pace just a little bit, like a debutante passing a construction crew. I knew at least two residents of this house that would rejoice if that cat came to an untimely end, particularly if it were in canine jaws. All of this passed through my mind in the second before I decided how to respond.
"I'm not sure," I said, "we have a dog, so if they get along we can keep him for a day or two, but after that..."
"After that, what?" said my neighbor.
I dropped my voice an octave into the Darth Vader range, and said, "After that, we'll have to take him to the Humane Society."
"No!" she said, "we don't want that!"
"No," I agreed, "we don't. But we already have one dog and ..."
"Bring him by my house," she said, "we have a dog too, and we'll keep him until the owner comes to get him."
So I stopped off at the house and snapped a digital picture of the littler fella to use on the posters, and took him over to the neighbor's house. Joey's owner saw the sign on Paradise Drive immediately and called while I was there dropping the dog off. That's when we learned his name was Joey, and from the way he responded when I said that name, I knew we had the true owner on the phone.
Marin County's Humane Society has a "no kill" policy, but I doubt our neighbor knew that. I wish Joey well, and I hope his owner keeps a collar on the little guy from now on.
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September 07, 2003
Sherman, set the wayback machine to 1996.
I can't believe I haven't linked this before. It's been around for awhile and is one of my favorites. The Wayback Machine is a search engine that contains over 100 terabytes and 11 billion web pages archived from 1996 to the present. It's an absolutely phenomenal gift to the web community. The archive doesn't contain every web page ever published. Rather, it's a collection of "snapshots" taken over time. Simply enter a URL and your results are a table of links to specific dates when snapshots were taken and stored in the archive. Clicking the link brings up the page exactly as it looked on that date.
The parent site, archives.org, also has separate moving images, text and audio archives. I really like the old TV commercials, like this gem from the year I was born: A special astronaut offer from Cheerios and V-8 juice (links to 2MB MPEG-4 file).
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September 05, 2003
Introducing the Aquada
Aquada. I'll take mine in red, thank you.
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Test NetFlix's patented business model
That took less than 90 days. Gamefly. Choose from over 1,000 titles. Play 2 video games at a time. No due dates. No late fees. Free shipping. Only $21.95 a month. I wonder how big their cash reserve for legal fees is.
Posted by John at 10:39 PM | Comments (0)
The most accurate map of Earth
A new complete global topographic data set generated by NASA and the National Imagery and Mapping Agency enables the most accurate map of Earth ever produced. Links to high resolution photos at the end of the article. If you haven't seen it, browse around the whole Planetary Photojournal.
Posted by John at 10:19 PM | Comments (0)
September 04, 2003
An interesting thing happened today.
![]() | An interesting thing happened today. I bought my first computer back in 1986 for about $7,000. It was a Compaq Portable II, the "suitcase" model. I paid a premium price to get a huge hard disc drive, 20 megabytes. ("More space than I'll ever need", I thought.) | ![]() |
| Today, I saw CompUSA offering a 120 gigabyte hard drive for $60.00. That makes my old 20 megabytes worth exactly one US cent.
It sort of reminds me of that old analogy: If Automobiles had developed as fast as computers since 1960, today’s automobile would have an engine that is less than 0.1 inch in length, would get 120,000 miles per gallon, have a top speed of 300,000 miles per hour and would cost $4.00.That quote is often attributed to Bill Gates (usually cited as a Comdex show presentation). Allegedly (shorthand for I'm too lazy to research it right now), General Motors came up with the classic response, reprinted here for your amusement: If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we would all be driving cars with the following characteristics:Classics, both of them. | ||
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Who says math isn't fun?
The water in a decent sized hurricane weighs more than all the elephants that have ever lived. I am SO glad that's resolved. I can't tell you useful that's going to be. Hehe. Thank you, ABCNews.
Posted by John at 10:45 PM | Comments (0)
Beloit College's Mindset List
Every year the college cites facts that establish this year's crop of college students in the timeline. For instance, for students born in 1985, "gas has always been unleaded." Here's the list for the Class of 2007.
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If you travel to Europe
If you travel to Europe at all, this map should be of interest. Makes you wonder how we got started calling other countries by their "English names". If Italy is called Italia by the Italians, why isn't that the name? España instead of Spain. Norge instead of Norway. Sverige, Polska, Deutscheland, and so on.
Posted by John at 06:58 AM | Comments (0)
Ticket scalping goes professional
Back in June when I talked about the runup in ticket prices on eBay and the need for better advance information about upcoming shows, I didn't know that the execs at TicketMaster were looking at the same eBay auctions and scratching their heads over all that money they're leaving on the table.
"The tickets are worth what they're worth," said Ticketmaster CEO and president John Pleasants, in an interview with the Times. "I think more and more, our clients - the promoters, the clients in the buildings and the bands themselves - are saying to themselves 'Maybe that money should be coming to me instead of Bob the Broker.' "
Tickets are about to get more expensive. Much more expensive.
Posted by John at 06:43 AM | Comments (0)
Used digital music files
Say you buy a song on iTunes for $0.99. You don't like it. Tough luck, right? Maybe not, at least if George's little experiment in digital rights works. George decided to sell his on eBay. This bid is currently at $16,000, although I don't believe that for a minute. Still, there are currently 79 bids behind that one, and at least some of them are probably real. It will be interesting to see if this is challenged by Apple or the recording company. More details here. The good news is that shipping is free!
Posted by John at 06:35 AM | Comments (0)
September 03, 2003
Reminder...
"We desire peace. But peace is a goal, not a policy. Lasting peace is what we hope for at the end of our journey. It doesn't describe the steps we must take nor the paths we should follow to reach that goal."
--Ronald Reagan
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Lessons from the Buffyverse
Evil exists. Redemption is possible. Evil must be fought -- sometimes literally, with lives and weapons. Evil never goes away. We don’t get to choose our reality. We do get to choose what we do. Life’s pleasures are precious.....things we can all learn from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
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