I received an email from my Economics teacher about Theory of Trade. Google apparently has not much a higher opinion of this material based on their correlated ad:

Tie between economics and aliens

As a side note, most functional Gravitational Wave Detectors would have to be both stupidly large and stupidly sensitive, which would probably greatly increase the cost of shipping. Also, if anyone finds that this device works, I’ll buy their ticket to Stockholm.

I received an email from my Economics teacher about Theory of Trade. Google apparently has not much a higher opinion of this material based on their correlated ad:

Tie between economics and aliens

As a side note, most functional Gravitational Wave Detectors would have to be both stupidly large and stupidly sensitive, which would probably greatly increase the cost of shipping. Also, if anyone finds that this device works, I’ll buy their ticket to Stockholm.

One of my computer instructors has started to take attendance but doesn’t yet require participation.  Miffed at this waste of my Wednesday evenings I tried to find the most obvious way to be there without being there.

I walked in, sat down, spread out my 1099s and W2s, a sharpened pencil, nice pen, and a calculator and I proceeded to do my taxes as obviously as I could muster.  I’ve never had so much fun completing a 1040 in my life.

The pre-release was… interesting.  The lesions that developed on the bottom of my right foot during the camporee began bleeding resulting in an interesting pattern on my foot as pieces of sock became embedded an enmeshed in the scab.  Thank you, Josh, for taking on Sunday.

In funnier news, I lost my phone and Mykie Noble was nice enough to hold onto it until I could pick it up.  As a gift, I placed four bottles of premium handcream in a Shadowmoor box and intended on giving it as thanks.  Apparently, I put the box on the roof of my car and it never quite made the journey into the vehicle.  Somewhere on Bristol Road, four bottles of post-operative hand cream sit inside a box of un-released Magic product waiting to befuddle and confound whomever finds it.

I’m running a piece of Cat 5e cable from my office closet to my bedroom and ran into a problem of punching a 5/8″ hole in wall.  The largest drill bit I had was 1/2 inch and I was in a bit of pickle.  Until I realized that 7 foot atlatl dart has a 11/16″ tip.  Score.

I’ve been trying to find a better way to nap.  For the longest time I had a silent egg timer that only made noise when the alarm went off.  Most egg timers make annoying ticking noises which makes napping nigh impossible.  I’d been told about Pzizz a piece of nap software that generates mp3s of specific times for naps.  Normally I’d include a link but I think this is something you should avoid.  Anyway, I generated a 20 minute “Energizer” nap and discovered by they named it that.  The piece starts off with soothing music and a guy telling you to relax which is fine for the first two minutes.  About five minutes later, the same guy comes back and effectively yells at you to relax.  He then yells at you approximately every four to five minutes keeping you on edge and quite “energized”.  After 13 minutes of this I finally nodded off and didn’t wake up for two and a half hours and this is why:  The voice that tells you to wake-up is quieter than the narration voice.

I saw Run Fatboy Run yesterday.  I had a coupon for a free small popcorn.  That was unlikely to be sufficient.  Through the magic of cargo pants I snuck in the following:

  • 1 bag of dried fruit
  • 1 bag of trail mix
  • 1 24 oz Pepsi Max
  • 1 16 oz Wawa Strawberry Milk
  • 1 bag of beef jerky
  • 1 box of Fig Newtons

I was most proud of the Fig Newtons.  Physics initially said no until I realized the main pockets were bigger than the cargo pockets.

I’ve begun collecting Pepsi points for the Amazon Unbox downloads and finally cashed some in today.  I could get a single track for 5 points or the whole album for 60.  While I could theoretically “win” if I bought all tracks from an album with less than 12 tracks.   I gunned it for some symphanies I liked hoping they’d be listed as a single track, no dice, they were broken up by movement.  Time to get a little more, modern.  As anyone who’s worked with me knows, I greatly enjoy the School of Estonian Sacred Minimalism especially Arvo Part.  Looking through the catalog I found an album of his that contained the following:

Track 1 – 5 minute chorus for SATB
Track 2 – 38 minute mediation on the void of space for orchestra with sacbut and hurdy gurdy or some other ridiculous arrangement.

10 points, 1 album, WHAT A BAAAARGAIN!

I have many boxes of Magic cards and the bulk total is about 60,000.  I stack them in cardboard boxes but over time, their shear weight crushes these boxes leading me to replace these boxes annually at a cost of about 24 dollars (8 5000 ct boxes at 3 dollars a piece after tax).  I hypothesized that I could double the lifetime of a box by putting it on shelves.  Being an actuary, assuming a 5% annual rate of return and 10 years more of Magic I could spend 95 dollars on getting kickin’ shelves and come out ahead actuarially, which is how I’d always preferred to come out (… I should probably rephrase that).

I tell my dad of my revelation and head to Lowes, hit home organization and see the $60 black matte shelf unit I wanted.  I pump my fist in actuarial triumph and grab the box and two extra $12.00 shelves… which are only available in chrome.  I put the shelf unit box down and go to the chrome shelving unit and stop in horror upon seeing it’s a model-busting $75.  I could have off color shelves but then how could I sleep at night?  Could I be so callous and just let my model?  I sigh, grab the chrome shelf unit and slump home.  I get home, and my dad asks me why I look so glum to which I respond: “My model couldn’t survive my dedication to looking fabulous.”

Afterword:  If I can get the boxes to last 16 months, my model will live again.  Keep this cardboard in your thoughts and prayers.

While cleaning out my room I found this gem.

Dave Hasel Dunk tank hi-res

It’s Dave Hasel in the dunk tank at the 2001 Council Camporee.  I’m having a contest to see who can add the best caption to the picture.  The easiest way to do it is just to comment but if you want to go one better, Picbite allows more complicated comments at my favorite cost of free.  My PC comment is “I love Friends of Scouting thiiiiiis much”.  I also think that’s Travis Woodling off the right.