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Archive for September, 2002
This is really wacky: http://www-bcs.mit.edu/people/adelson/checkershadow_illusion.html.
If you open the picture up in Photoshop and erase the dark checkers around square B, it slowly starts to look darker. It’s bizarre.
In unrelated news, my quota expires in 15 days, which will surely send me into a spiral of panic and despair.
I’m in denial about the fact that school has started. That said, I’ve added the pictures I took when I went to D.C. last week. Check them out at the photos page.
To add fuel to the raging “Jennifer Love Hewitt = Horse?” debate, Brendan sent me the following image. If you weren’t convinced before, you might be now.
These were in reponse to a request from Yar that I try to prove that Jennifer Love Hewitt looks like a horse. I’ll let you be the judge:
Classes started today (okay, technically yesterday). I only had one — CS205. I got there 15 minutes late, and had to stand the entire time. That did, however, have the positive side effect of making it much more difficult to fall asleep. Other than that, I just want to say that there are waaaaaay too many people on campus. I wish our apartment in Rains had a porch so I could sit on it, shake a broom, and yell, “Get off my campus!!!”
You can’t tell me they’re not the same song. They sound even more similar than Chad Kroeger’s Hero and Seal’s Kiss From a Rose. (To give credit where it’s due, the similarity between these two songs was pointed out by Shirley Manson from Garbage.)
I’m watching The Anna Nicole Show right now. She’s decorating a new room with designer Bobby Trendy, who is “at odds” with her attourney/lap dog Howard K. Stern (apparently the “K” is there to differentiate him with that other Howard Stern. Wouldn’t want that.) Earlier, she was auditioning new chefs, one of whom was a bodyguard for Arnold Schwartzenegger. Anna Nicole constantly speaks with a heavy slur, like she’s drunk. Who knows; maybe she is. Currently she’s fondling her own chest and talking about how she wanted “fufu” pillows, as opposed to this other pillow fringed with black feathers. Now she told Howard that he should go to church.
What a strange world. Sometimes I feel like we deserve to just explode.
My last day of work at EA was Tuesday. It was pretty uneventful — I commented and documented my code, cleaned out my cube, and my team took me to Chevy’s for lunch. For all of you out in InternetLand who are interested in game dev, I highly recommend the EA intern program. Anita Stokes, the head of the program, is really great and fun to work with, and puts up with a lot of heckling. Not that I would know… The program seems well structured, and all the interns get actual work. It’s hard to believe, I know. I had a great time, and hopefully I’ll be back in June.
Right now I’m at our new house in D.C., which is four stories of pure nice house-ness. It’s quite a change from our house in Albuquerque which had…. a lot of character, shall we say. Not that our old house wasn’t great — it’s still my favorite, but this house has a lot of elegance, something which was decidedly lacking in the Chu House in Albuquerque. It’s also fun to have Wendy around, but I think she’s sad that her two buddies are gone. She gets walked twice a day, though, and seems to enjoy sleeping in my parents’ room at night.
Some exciting news — my lung capacity is up 10% from last December. Take THAT!
Awesome link of the century: http://www.speedstacks.com/qt_lg.html. I cannot express the sheer joy I felt watching this video clip.
A lot of public bathrooms these days are switching over to automatic flushing toilets. In theory, this sounds like a great idea, freeing the germ-wary bathroom goer from the chore of touching one of the flush handles. However, in my experience, automatic flushing toilets generally fall into one of the following two categories:
1) The Lazy One: The Lazy toilet really misses the point of the automatic flushing toilet. Well beyond the time when the user has “done his business,” the toilet sits there, happily doing absolutely nothing, while the hapless bathroomer waves his or her hand in front of the sensor like a fool until he finally gives up and presses the button in disgust.
2) The Overachiever: The Overachiever is the opposite of The Lazy One. Not wanting to leave the user dissatisfied, The Overachiever flushes at every chance it gets, whether or not the user is actually done or even standing. The causes problems especially when the bathroomer is using toilet seat covers, and The Overachiever attempts to suck her down along with everything else.
However, ever so rarely, the vigilant bathroom user will happen upon that shining beacon of hope, that diamond in the rough called the Just in Time toilet. The Just in Time toilet never tries to suck you down, nor does it leave you hanging, so to speak, waiting with baited breath for it to flush. The 2nd stall in the 4th-floor EA women’s bathroom is one such JiT toilet. Always right on time, this beloved 2nd stall toilet flushes right when I’m ready to leave the stall; never earlier, never later. I can always count on not having to press the flush button or fearing for my life as the toilet flushes when I’m not ready for it. If I could take 2nd stall toilet with me back to school, I would. So here’s to you, 2nd stall toilet. I salute you.