Wednesday, September 30, 2009

' HAPPY FALL TO YOU'
From one pumpkin to another!!!!!!!
A woman was asked by a coworker, "What is it like to be a Christian?"
The coworker replied, "It is like being a pumpkin." God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff.
He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed. Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see."
This was passed on to me by another pumpkin. (Sort of like us passing on the "good" seeds )

Sunday, September 27, 2009

See if you can figure out what these words have in common.
1. Banana
2. Dresser
3. Grammar
4. Potato
5. Revive
6. Uneven
7. Assess
This is so cool.....

Friday, September 25, 2009

Calculations for Tiny-c's Pumpkins from Max


So, would these answers be in the ball park?

The Great Terra Tiny Pumpkin Weigh Off

Me on bathroom scale w/ running clothes on : 140.6 lbs
Me on bathroom scale w/ running clothes on plus big pumpkin : 163.2 lbs
Me on bathroom scale w/ running clothes on plus little pumpkin : 155.8 lbs
Dimensions of big pumpkin : 1 ft high by 1 ft wide
Dimensions of little pumpkin : 1 ft high by 9 in wide



Quiz: What's the average weight of the pumpkins?
Extra credit : What's the volume of the big pumpkin?
Extra extra credit: What's the volume of the little pumpkin?

Hint: volume of a sphere = (4/3)*3.14*r*r*r where r is the radius
Hint: the volume is proportional to the weight

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Cityscape

Ize printed dais imudge yestahday and awl ov a sudden Ize relised id lookeed lyke a cityscape, a nighttime glowing sequence ov skyscrapers. Id wuz da awl ov course doo tah da black background and da multicolored standing sekshuns and da fact dat id wuz being viewed horizontally and "zoomed owd" (da printing audomadikalee resized da imudge down by aboot 1/3 ov da full size). If u clickz da imudge, anothah veeyou ov id wiyill be seen. Dais wun iz full size and in "portrait" orientation.


Note: Aftah clicking da abuv imudge you'll prolly hav tah clickz wat comez upe awn yur screen tah veeyou id full size.

Da troo nature ov wat id iz wiyill be revealed; id iz da source code in Scratch ov da script dat controls da monkee sprite in da "Speedy Monkee" gayme menshuned in da preevius poast. (Axshully skimming ova dais weird code might amuse u, egzpecialy if you've played da gayme and seen (and hurd) Speedy in akshun.) Coding in Scratch iz a bit lyke playin wid Legos, colored blawks dat cayne be stacked togetha in awl sorts ov indereztin ways.


Translation by http://primepuzzle.com/blog/jspeek.html using a 1531 word dictionary.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

first day of school

Corn in the Mist (09-09-09) on the morning of the first day of school for Emma.
This is the view out the back of the school. The local farmer makes a maze for the children.


This is Miss Anne, Emma's main teacher, and as you can see Leo has made himself right at home, even though we had to bribe him with a second breakfast to get him to leave.

This was a nice surprise when Emma walked out the door this morning.


New Haven 20K

Chas and Ize (and a bunch ov frends) had a grate race yestahday...



Clickz da pic!

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Visitors to Interpres (per Birdie)

As some of you know, I'm into Text to Speech (and vice versa). Here's "Birdie" reading the list of countries that have dropped by here since I added the "widget" that detects such things (ClustrMaps). I usually use Peedy the Parrot to do such things, but "Birdie" seems to be able to handle it. If you have an interest in such things, look into Speak



Saturday, September 5, 2009

Speedy Monkey

I'm in the early stages of writing a game. Click the image to see what's cooking so far.


Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Oh My God, Charlie Darwin

From Low Anthem. Just too beautiful / interesting / thought provoking not to share.

Oh My God, Charlie Darwin


1. Charlie Darwin

Set the sails I feel the winds a'stirring
Toward the bright horizon set the way
Cast your reckless dreams upon our Mayflower
Haven from the world and her decay


And who could heed the words of Charlie Darwin
Fighting for a system built to fail
Spooning water from their broken vessels
As far as I can see there is no land


Oh my god, the water's all around us
Oh my god, it's all around


And who could heed the words of Charlie Darwin
The lords of war just profit from decay
And trade their children's promise for the jingle
The way we trade our hard earned time for pay


Oh my god, the water's cold and shapeless
Oh my god, it's all around
Oh my god, life is cold and formless
Oh my god, it's all around


2. "To Ohio"

I left Louisiana on the rail line, oo oo
I left Louisiana on the rail line, oo oo
I was trying to get to Ohio
Trying to get to Ohio


Lost my love before her time, oo oo
Lost my love before her time, oo oo
On the way to Ohio On the way to Ohio


Now every new love is just a shadow, oo oo
Every new love is just a shadow, oo oo


'Cause once you've known love you don't know how to find love, oo oo
Yeah once you've found love you don't know how to find new love
All the way to Ohio All the way to Ohio


Heard her voice come through the pines in Ohio
I heard her voice singing in the pines in Ohio


She sang bless your soul you crossed that line to Ohio
Bless your soul you crossed that line oo oo
All the way to Ohio
All the way to Ohio


3. "The Horizon Is a Beltway"

The horizon is a beltway that we may never cross
The tops of buildings tremble like children lorn and lost
The stain runs deep it's deeper than the blood upon the cross.
The horizon is a beltway that we may never cross.


You'll hear that distant love song when the wind blows right
Hear the whistle blowing put a tear into your eye
You hear the distant love song but widows know the lie
The horizon is a beltway, the skyline is on fire.


The skyline is on fire, the skyline is on fire
The horizon is a beltway and the skyline is on fire


You come up from the lowlands to the city on the air
Where pilgrims and commissioners currate Christian fare
From Havisu to Brownsville feel the long unbroken stare
I wonder what it smells like in that city on the air


You'll hear that distant love song when the wind blows right
Just the same blue love song made my grand dad cry
You'll hear the whistle blowing put a tear drop in your eye
The horizon is a beltway, and the skyline is on fire.


The skyline is on fire, the skyline is on fire
You'll hear the distant love song, when the skyline is on fire
The skyline is on fire, the skyline is on fire
The horizon is a beltway and the skyline is on fire


This old house stood empty now for fifteen years or more
Willows falls half way to meet the weeds around the door
Time throws up her curtain and we know not who we are
The horizon is a beltway, the skyline is on fire


You'll hear that distant love song when the wind blows right
Hear the whistle blowing put a tear drop in your eye
Jagged as the jaw bone once the flesh expires
The horizon is a beltway the skyline is on fire


4. "Home I'll Never Be"
by Jack Kerouac and Tom Waits


5. "Ticket Taker"

Tonight's the night when the waters rise
You're groping in the dark
The ticket takers count the men who can afford the arc
The ticket takers will not board
For the ticket takers are tied
For five and change an hour
They will count the passers by


They say the sky's the limit
But the sky's about to fall
Down come all them record books cradle and all
They say before he bit it
That the boxer felt no pain
But somewhere there's a gamblin' man
With a ticket in the rain


Mary Anne, I know I'm a long shot
But Mary Anne, what else have you got
I am a ticket taker, many tickets have I torn
And I will be your arc, we will float above the storm


Many years have passed in this river town
I've sailed through many traps
I keep a stock of weapons should society collapse
I keep a stock of amo
One of oil and one of gold
I keep a place for Mary Anne
Soon she will come home

CHORUS
CHORUS

I don't pretend to understand the lyrics. I heard about Low Anthem on Public Radio. Per my usual practice, I took a few notes. What you see / hear is what became / is becoming of this experience.