Sweet Dreams...

So here I am surfing the news on Boing Boing and I run across this photo of some home security stuff, eclectic and I recognised it. Specifically the chain and the lock. I saw this stuff as I was in a crazy Israeli museum/art gallery called Pop Noir or something? Czech it out!

Plain strange ja?

What is the best way to transport a cow?

What do you think is the best way? I for short distances I would like to use my bicycle...

And a little close up of the action... What happens when its gotta poo? No smoking please.

Just plain awesome.
Thats why I like Slonvenia!

Bridge...

I found this and it was cool.

Sweet Cuppin Cakes....

You should know thats a quote from Strong Bad. Hes working in Episode 150 right now!!

So Yesterday I was researching this and that on the internet and was thinking about how my bread had failed miserably. Infact it didnt even taste good, nor did it rise. So I found a recipe called the Moist Cinnamon Rolls and it turns out one can get all the ingredients, doesnt need a bread maker (which takes all the fun out of making bread), and is LOADED with sugar. They turned out good. In fact so good that while my mom was sick from food poisoning from the day before, I had singlehandedly subdued 75% of the pan of rolls. I almost forgot to take a photo before I ate them all. But I had one this morning and thats all I will have. Till the next one....

Sweet Tooth

Death of an insect....

Sitting here at my desk pretending to work, I notice this huge fly. Hes on the screen, and its not a fly fly but a big bee. It does a couple of tricky manuevers to get me but I evade and duck and dive. I scan the room for weapons that wont punch out the screen that it perched apon, and alas, the head wrapping scarf thingie catches my eye. After too long trying to figure out how to twist it up like a wet towel, I move in for the strike. A couple of gigantic failures leaving fuzz on the screen and go for the rewrap. I rush in for the attack and the bee is quick and nimble missing my strikes like peanut butter misses toast. It moves over to the adjancent window and poises for another attack, as I do the same. One shot, a miss... but I startled it. I go it for another snap, whack. Now I cant find that little bastard...wtf? So I examine the scarf and notice a little bloody residue, aha, perhaps win? A little more inspection of the area and I notice on the sill its big thorax sitting lonely and disconnected...thats weird I think? Where the .... Then I see it, like a windshield on an RV, the windowframe comes into view. There splayed on the white paint, my adversary, completely annihlated like he was going 80mph and smeared on the smoothness.

Touche, that was cool. I now have no qualms that towel whips can really inflict serious damage.

Funny ha ha....

So under the relevant light of irrelevant recent news I have found out that what arrived in my email today was engrossingly hilarious. Now I havent seen the movie that all the talk was about, and I really doubt its gonna show here, but this made me pee my pants, almost, well ok I had a diaper, ok I didnt. See for yourself...

The Fur Traders...you have got to be kidding me! And Jessica Alba keeps leaving notes that I dont return her calls, and she wants to know why?

Irrelevance...

So I’ve had enough coffee and the lighting is particularly interesting, I think we are ready to discuss the relevance or irrelevance of relevance or irrelevance. It can be a quite simple idea to figure out in the right mood but increasingly difficult under the wrong circumstances…

How relevant is irrelevance? I was thinking about this as I was walking around this morning… I reckon that they may both be one in the same. But I’m not sure how this works. It’s kind of like the argument in algebra that a = b and it goes on that you can derive 1 = 2.

As well, I just read about the newly found gospels according to Judas. You know he was the guy who sold Jesus for thirty pieces of silver and then committed suicide. Well it turns out that there is more to the story than that. After some retrospect, beer, and the like, that original story is totally weird. Why would a best friend sell his best friend and the leader of their team to the Romans for the equivalence of new shoes? Well, it turns out, because Jesus asked him to. It’s like I need my best friend to kill me so that my family can cash in on my insurance policy. It was the final step of making Jesus what he is today and it couldn’t have happened any other way. And that made him feel horrible. That he actually killed his best buddy. See how the relevant the irrelevant is? Maybe?

I was also thinking about the …see now I’ve had way too much coffee and the thought is lost, only to be continued by one of you readers.

….To Be Continued, I hope…

Huge Success...

Midstride the porch monkeyness in my dusty day wear. Im feeling rather hungry...

I had, finally, a major breakthrough yesterday. In work that is... I was able to finish a vital part of the mapping last night and now comes the final classification... so I thought I could show you. All is super great by the way after I celebrated with four shisha and 8 or something tall boys... And I slept in my clothes. And I made the best mac and cheese last night, ever.

I dont know if you can tell from this image but the classification is presented in grayscale and represents important landformations in combination with solar aspect affecting the surface's moisture retention and temperature. Everthing is classed into this, dark to light:

valley flats
gently sloping toe slopes
gently sloping ridges and fans
nearly level terraces
moist steep slopes
moderately moist steep slopes
moderately dry steep slopes
dry steep slopes
cool aspect scarps and cliffs
hot aspect scarps and cliffs

Wireless...

Cocks aside, Ive been toying with the idea of setting up a wireless internet connection in the house with my mom's compy as the router. Well it was easier than expected and now I sit on the porch overlooking the nile, drinking a beer, listening to streaming radio and surfing the internet!! Yipee!!

Other news as I have exclaimated before was that I was able to get my terrain model to work with minimal errors and it looks tight! Essentially its a wetness index describing potential moisture due to topograghy ie. ridges are driest, steep slopes are dry and convergent drainages are moist and flater areas are moist due to expected saturation. This will be combined with Aspect to make north facing slopes wetter and south facing slopes drier due to solar exposure or insolation. Im not sure this will make sense so Ive included some reference images:

This first one is an elevation grid: white is high, dark is low

This is a hillshade, so you see the shape of the moutnains, imagine youre looking from above and the sun is at 4:30 on the sundial

This is a Landsat7 ETM+ image showing you an actual color of the area. By now you can notice the topright portion is mountainous and the lowerleft is a huge sandy washout. By the way this is a south western clip of the Sinai, the gulf of Suez is just out to the left.

This is the Wetness Index using a flow algorithm FD8 as modified by "Quinn". Notice that the color scheme is yellow-red-blue or dry-moist-more moist. I think its pretty sweetasaurus.

Next is to add a reclassified insolation grid and whabam!!

Cock...

So with the rise in bird flu and its victims spreading far and farther, I have come to the decision to stop eating barely fried eggs. Apparently things that arent cooked can get you in the end and the best part of an egg is the uncooled yolky bits for dippin the buttery toast into. No more.

On another side of the bird is this image and its portrayal of good luck and is actually part of a festival that started hundreds of years ago in japan to recognise the threats of sexually transmitted diseases, specifically syphilis, throughout the country. It is a much better way of dealing with sexuality than hiding it in the closet.

Touch it, everybody wins here...

Rant....Rave....

A Ranting....

Hangovers totally suck, and so does waking up completely dressed with a hangover.
The price of technical software, especially when you need it to work and you just got outta school, so you obviously have no money, just beer.
And an assortment of other things like taxis and huge urban cities that are unescapeable and stupid UNHCR people and the price of tea in china. These things piss me off. Theres more but I totally forgot them as I was writing this, I think thats a good thing, mumkin?

A Raving...

My work picked up dramaticaly last night, and I know Im a geek now or always was, but the missing pixels thing was frigging killing me.
I just found out that Im running a suite of $5000 software and it works great.
The people on forums searching for help with thier problems, and the folks answering them and me rock the socks off. Thanks Minnesota DNR and MDA Federal and my RS professor and the rest, you guys kick all ass.
To that very cute girl sitting at the UNHCR right now about to punch someone in the face, I think you should, and you rock AND whup ass at the same time, nonetheless, and thats fantazmagorical!
To the stupid DSL Im hooked into right now, Im glad you work, sometimes.
And all the rest but not the least, you should check out CANADA CLEANERS!!

Sharm el Sheik...

Really a strange assortment of events....but the Jenster and myself and the rest of her flat all went to Sharm for a little sunburn last tweekend. Jen's brother was in town and Rah-rah was all over that like peanut butter on toast.

So we missed the initial departure due my dumb ass and finaly caught the bus at 5 after waiting and drinking vodka and some jack and getting called out on the jack everywhere. Now I know... The cool part was that the whole weekend was ful of surprises:

1. The friends in Sharm had no idea that we were actually coming, so when we got there at 2:30 in the friggen morning, they had to have a drink with us and kinda sneak us in to say...

2. April Fools was coming up and Shannon had no idea that we actually made it there... so we used that to our advantage and played it up a bit, unaware of what was to happen on the first.

3. Making a story up, and the friends in Sharm in on it a bit, we texted and said that I had forgot my passport and never made it to Sharm, were detained in a someplace for awhile, got out and were seeking the number for the embassy, and trying to find an alternate route home minus our stuff and or Keith...we were very vague...

4. This is when Guy gets involved and actually had a friend locked up in said place and started getting nervous and making escape plans for us and making calls and about to contact the embassy and my mom....ahhh. At this time I was passed out on the bus back to Cairo and the phone was recieving about 14 calls and texts as to out condition and whereabouts...

5. The friends in the car on thier way back got owned by Guy, as he had one last chance to figure out what the hel was going on. So called and asked if they had seen us and that he had an agent on the move investigating our disapearance and any information would be most helpful. The agent had already started his mission and was armed and so on... Well to say that they freaked out and told the whole story might be an understatement, but the joke was told and now we were still sleeping on the bus.

6. As we pull into Cairo I find my phone and the messages and stuff and drop a text to Guy, "Hi". You know something simple and harmless as I now know that he has figured it out. His response was quite amusing: " Not as high as your nuts will be after I nail you to a tree.." Ooops.
7. So we got Shannon real good. And she even cleaned the house. Awesome.