<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:39:29.716-07:00</updated><category term='trebuchet'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='Transylvania'/><category term='shaman'/><category term='Beans and Rice'/><category term='Tena Province'/><category term='animation'/><category term='Napo Province'/><category term='apology'/><category term='SNAKE'/><category term='Travel Stories'/><category term='Ecuador'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Quito'/><category term='laziness'/><category term='Dracula'/><category term='Cotococha'/><title type='text'>The Variable Coefficient</title><subtitle type='html'>Miscellaneous nerdy musings...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-1956489769526318295</id><published>2008-06-22T20:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:14:23.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beans and Rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napo Province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotococha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNAKE'/><title type='text'>Backlog #3</title><content type='html'>As an aside to those of you catching this post on Facebook- I'm catching up on the things I've done over the past year, starting out with a recounting of my adventures in Ecuador.  The way I see it, if I don't write it down then nobody's going to believe my story.  As it stands I have a hard time believing it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day with the nursing students I went out for a hike with all of them.  We were guided by the local yacha (shaman) who was describing the various medicinal uses for plants.  There was a wide, flat vine that (if I remember right) was used to make poison for arrows, and a couple of trees that had bark that was good for one thing or another.  I should have payed better attention, but I was still a little jet-lagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came to the first thing that stood out.  A tree that stood on its own, inside a circle about six feet wide at its base.  This was notable because there was no vegetation around it at all.  Then one of our guides pulled down a stem.  At the base of each leaf was a sort of bulbous protrusion.  He cut this open to expose a group of ants, and instructed us to taste them.  They tasted approximately like lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ants live symbiotically with the plants- the ants defend the plants from attackers and infection, and the plants provide a shelter for the ants.  Plants harboring these ant colonies are widespread throughout the area, and I took several opportunities to photograph them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we hiked further we came across flowers and plants and a great number of things that astonished me.  I was feeling a bit in shock from the flamboyant, multicolored displays of flora and insect fauna on display- coming from a place where every plant, reptile and bird is dull-colored in drab brown and grey I felt like I was suddenly living life through some sort of strange glasses that flung colors everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fortunate, though, that I wasn't actually wearing these technicolor spectacles.  The humidity was far higher than I was accustomed to as well.  The high rainfall that produced such amazing flora also provided miserably sticky, heavy air and very muddy trails, which brought me to another moment for the journal.  We came across a spot in the trail where it was eroded away by a small ditch, about three or four feet wide and two or so feet deep.  The entire area was muddy and slippery, and strewn with leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tb3ZWDAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/59PEpP7Eo8A/s1600-h/IMG_8612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tb3ZWDAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/59PEpP7Eo8A/s320/IMG_8612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214936850268294146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't been warned by one of the people ahead of me I might never have seen the snake calmly coiled in the ditch.  There was no easy way about it, but it seemed that the best course of action was to jump the ditch.  Going around would necesitate stepping into the ditch right near the snake, as the jungle beside the trail was quite thick.  So I jumped.  It was fortunate that I wasn't the first to go as I nearly lost my footing on the opposite bank, but the nursing students helped me steady myself.  I took the opportunity to snap a couple photos of the little fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly not wanting to be outdone, the order &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hymenoptera&lt;/span&gt; provided another sight that astonished even someone not put off by the sight of a tarantula or other desert-dwelling crawler- the largest ant I had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8ti6jXIeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3nBLukEJNvg/s1600-h/IMG_8616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8ti6jXIeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3nBLukEJNvg/s320/IMG_8616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214936971374698978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more daring among us provided a hand model to compare for scale- this ant was well over an inch long and quite large circumferentially as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as we reached a shelter where we were to eat lunch there were more amazing thins to see.  I discovered a small red bug hiding in a heliconia, and in deference to a shutterbug it provided me with the professional courtesy of not fleeing immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tjOlqqdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nJcn3rZgR-k/s1600-h/IMG_8631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tjOlqqdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nJcn3rZgR-k/s320/IMG_8631.JPG" border="0" alt="(there ought to be a photo of a red bug here- if you don't see it, try looking for this post on Blogger at http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214936976753076690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for my appetite lunch arrived fairly quickly, and it was only a preview of what was to come.  As the first representative of a great many nearly identical meals I would eat during my time there I found that the plate of beans and rice served quite well.  The hot sauce, fruit juice and watermelon slice served as a fine diplomatic entourage from the embassy of Napo River cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tjpzJWJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/3Ym51SD4vxk/s1600-h/IMG_8633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tjpzJWJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/3Ym51SD4vxk/s320/IMG_8633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214936984057370770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day I spent exploring the 'field school' where I would spend most of my time for the following three weeks.  There were several hens running around with their chicks, and one of my fellow guests discovered an interloper in his cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tjyMzEQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QM5eewZw4wo/s1600-h/IMG_8643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tjyMzEQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QM5eewZw4wo/s320/IMG_8643.JPG" border="0" alt="(There should be a picture of a tarantula here)"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214936986312446210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That isn't my hand in the picture- I was merely the documenter in this instance.  We can see that the fellow attached to it has sense enough to wear a thick leather glove and gently lift the tarantula somewhere other than right on its fangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop in for the next installments, when I find bees in a sock, Seussian foliage, and the wonders of time-lapse photography, not to mention a leech and a gold skultulla.  All in one day, if you can believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-1956489769526318295?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/1956489769526318295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=1956489769526318295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/1956489769526318295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/1956489769526318295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2008/06/backlog-3.html' title='Backlog #3'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/SF8tb3ZWDAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/59PEpP7Eo8A/s72-c/IMG_8612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-2801707916599938283</id><published>2008-06-20T08:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:03:27.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecuador'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tena Province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quito'/><title type='text'>Backlog #2</title><content type='html'>Before I detail what happened when I got off the bus, I need to fill in some background information.  Ecuador uses the US dollar as currency rather than having their own currency.  This makes things easier for tourists, but according to locals who I spoke with on the topic it isn't exactly the happiest arrangement for the rest of the economy.  Ecuador does have its own coins, in the same size as US coins but in different metal, including a 50-cent piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The capital city of Quito is high in the Andes mountains, while the city of Tena where I was headed is at a much lower altitude.  The intervening stretch of road goes through the hilly highlands and down steep canyons and into the high cloud forest.  This gradually becomes more and more tropical as the road descends to the Napo river, a tributary to the Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As best I could figure from what the people on the bus were saying, the turbo or something that sounded like 'turbo' was broken, and so we waited on the side of the road for half an hour for another bus to come by.  Everyone piled on, and it was quite crowded for the next hour or two.  As people got off at the various stops along the way the bus cleared out, and by the time we got to the cloud forest I had a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view at this point was fantastic, and if I wasn't so tired from the night before and ill from the bus jostling down the dirt road I'd have taken more pictures.  The road wound along a steep cliff face that descended hundreds of feet to a river below and reached up just as high again on the other side.  Waterfalls and low clouds broke the solid walls of green intermittently.  There were some obvious signs of recent mudslides, but I wasn't paying close attention.  I didn't know that Tena was the last stop on the route, so I watched each stop closely, trying to figure out if this was where I needed to step off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of the ride the attendant who was helping the passengers unload their bags handed out some sick bags to people on the bus who were getting carsick from the shaking.  Fortunately I had packed some industrial-strength medication, or I'd be asking for a bag myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally did get to Tena I clumsily got to a taxi, whose driver took me to the wrong place before depositing me at the field school for what I learned later was four times the proper fare.  My group was nowhere to be found, and, as I discovered when I asked someone at the school, they wouldn't be there for another two days.  There was a group of nursing students at the field school, and I hung out with them for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally met the professor who was in charge of the whole operation on the Tena end that evening at dinner.  He was a bit surprised to see me, and he took me out to a hill where there was some semblance of a cell signal so that I could call home and tell my parents I was still alive, 36 hours after I had last spoken with them.  The professor was anxious to have me call, because he had been recieving e-mails from my parents, who were desperately trying to contact anyone related to the summer school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately that seemed to settle things, and aside from a leak in the thatch above my bed the rest of the day went smoothly.  Dinner felt like the best food I'd had in a long time, and in a way it was, because while it may only have been one or two days since I had left Phoenix it felt like I had been traveling for weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-2801707916599938283?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/2801707916599938283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=2801707916599938283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/2801707916599938283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/2801707916599938283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2008/06/backlog-2.html' title='Backlog #2'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-6199699776884528143</id><published>2008-06-16T10:42:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:14:38.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecuador'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quito'/><title type='text'>Backlog #1</title><content type='html'>Since I forgot that I even &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; a blog for the past year, I thought I'd start out for this new fiscal year by catching up with what has happened since my last real post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I returned from Hungary, I spent a little over a week at home before shipping out to Ecuador, where I was signed up to take a course in Spanish and Ethnobotany.  I flew into George Bush international in Texas, and of course, since everything needs to be bigger in texas they have an enormous airport.  There was an abandoned-looking section in it, and pieces from several decades.  Probably miles and miles of corridors, but that's beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/paul.schaffert/TheVariableCoefficient/photo?authkey=Omeif65ycMw#5212650546188360850"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/paul.schaffert/SFcODc_NnJI/AAAAAAAAALc/OktfmEai2i8/s400/IMG_8485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abandoned section (in part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/paul.schaffert/TheVariableCoefficient/photo?authkey=Omeif65ycMw#5212650555549416914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/paul.schaffert/SFcOD_3D_dI/AAAAAAAAALk/D6jdBfX36FE/s400/IMG_8486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had an abandoned food court, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten a few things going out to the rainforest.  First among them was some spending cash.  I lucked out on that- there were many ATMs from different banks in the terminals, and I found one that didn't charge withdrawl fees.  One more item was on the list, though.  I forgot an umbrella.  I feel a little sheepish noting this, as I was, after all, going to the &lt;em&gt;AMAZON RAINFOREST&lt;/em&gt;.  Regardless, I sought out and found a place that sold umbrellas, and for $20 I got a compact multiple-fold umbrella.  Not bad for airport-terminal Brookstone prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken it as an omen that the entire plane applauded when we touched down in Quito.  Seems I took a few other things for granted.  Take the customs line, for example.  I waited half an hour before I found out that the line was closing because the fellow at the front was being deported.  I finally make it out to the terminal and I discover that there is nobody at all from my group.  I must have had the last flight or something, or they all got through security quicker, but the bus had left, and nobody had any idea who I was talking about when I went looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/paul.schaffert/TheVariableCoefficient/photo?authkey=Omeif65ycMw#5212650560917464610"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/paul.schaffert/SFcOET255iI/AAAAAAAAALs/J4yj2kZjcqQ/s400/IMG_8489_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody met me, but the Greek pantheon had a good welcome group.  I almost expected a limo for Poseidon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet cafe at the airport was closed, so I figured that I'd make things easier and stay there for the night.  I met a British girl who was setting out on a globetrotting adventure and was waiting to meet her friend, who was flying in the next morning.  We chatted a bit and watched each other's things.  I gave her some of my food, and she lent me some sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I discovered that the computers at the internet cafe were broken, but they had working phones.  Unfortunately, there were no contact numbers for my program anywhere, so I called my parents.  Imagine getting a call that wakes you at five in the morning and goes something like this: &lt;em&gt;"Hello, I'm in Quito at the airport, my group is nowhere to be found and I don't know where I need to go"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my parents back a little while later, when they had turned on the computer and found the program website (no contact info to be found).  They did find driving directions, however, and so I found myself in a cab to the bus terminal in Quito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you who have never been to Quito, the bus terminal is like a big covered market, with stalls for transportation companies on either side.  About $6 got me a ticket to Tena, and soon I was sitting on a bus, trundling out of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when the bus pulled to the side of the road and we all were told to get out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-6199699776884528143?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/6199699776884528143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=6199699776884528143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/6199699776884528143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/6199699776884528143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2008/06/backlog-1.html' title='Backlog #1'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/paul.schaffert/SFcODc_NnJI/AAAAAAAAALc/OktfmEai2i8/s72-c/IMG_8485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-3867008939387312068</id><published>2008-06-16T10:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T10:32:04.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laziness'/><title type='text'>I'm not a blog person</title><content type='html'>Coming back to this blog after a year, I realized that I have a problem.  I don't have any sort of commitment to this blog.  Others might take this opportunity to apologize to their readers and swear that they'd be better.  One might even set forth a challenge to update daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know myself well enough to not do any of those things.  As the fiscal year draws to a close, I can promise only this- I'll update again before the end of the next fiscal year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details on the past year will appear at my convenience.  I only have one or two readers, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-3867008939387312068?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/3867008939387312068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=3867008939387312068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/3867008939387312068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/3867008939387312068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-not-blog-person.html' title='I&apos;m not a blog person'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-5261562039158384587</id><published>2007-06-09T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T02:30:54.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dracula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transylvania'/><title type='text'>A'counting</title><content type='html'>Vun Transylvanian&lt;br /&gt;Two Transylvanians!&lt;br /&gt;Three Transylvanians!&lt;br /&gt;Mua ha ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;- The Count, on his trip to Transylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing from an internet cafe in the basement of an international school just a hundred yards from the traditional birthplace of Count Dracul, aka Dracula.  I had garlic for lunch, so don't get worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty crazy here.  Yesterday was Alan Mackey's birthday, so we went out to a club in Sibiu.  There I heard the "Numa Numa" song played in complete earnesty.  I danced like the guy in that video and laughed.  I left at about 1 AM but some of the hardest partyers among us stayed until 3:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roads in Romania are sometimes a little rough and winding, so I've been feeling a bit of motion sickness.  This was cured by a trek up to the cafe that is above me right now and serves the most amazing pie and sandwiches.  I had a sandwich with this sort of pepper and eggplant stuff that I can't for the life of me pronounce but that was some of the most delicious vegetable matter I have eaten in weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to do laundry here, as the clothes do not readily dry, but I am getting by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-5261562039158384587?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/5261562039158384587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=5261562039158384587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5261562039158384587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5261562039158384587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2007/06/acounting.html' title='A&apos;counting'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-2341749663017468866</id><published>2007-06-08T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T06:50:26.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explaining the Photos</title><content type='html'>These were all taken on the Flinn Scholars' eastern European trip in the summer of 2007.  The Mayo in a tube stood out as an unusual feature of the local fare, and the picture of me was from a park with a really cool statue of Frans List (sp?) playing the piano.  His hair is up and out at wild angles and it conveys a great deal of passion.  Budapest was a very cool city.  I can't do it justice in the limited time I have to write here, so look forward to a post in about 2 weeks.  This week (next few days) is in Romania, which is a whole different ballgame.  The pristine landscape still bears fresh scars of communism, even though it was ended almost 18 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-2341749663017468866?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/2341749663017468866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=2341749663017468866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/2341749663017468866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/2341749663017468866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2007/06/explaining-photos.html' title='Explaining the Photos'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-7347839658409692642</id><published>2007-06-05T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:14:24.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More from Hungary and Romania</title><content type='html'>Just a hodgepodge of pictures.  Stories may or may not follow in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWijq0F1oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PeebGnjLcPU/s1600-h/IMG_5696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWijq0F1oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PeebGnjLcPU/s320/IMG_5696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072639288974628482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWikK0F1pI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3NoEtIwjHc8/s1600-h/IMG_6090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWikK0F1pI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3NoEtIwjHc8/s320/IMG_6090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072639297564563090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWjXK0F1qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MXh_VWTMSZ8/s1600-h/IMG_5753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWjXK0F1qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MXh_VWTMSZ8/s320/IMG_5753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072640173737891490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWjXa0F1rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SUaxaBLusDs/s1600-h/IMG_6168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWjXa0F1rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SUaxaBLusDs/s320/IMG_6168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072640178032858802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a good time in Hungary and Romania.  The program that is set for the trip is fairly structured, but fortunately there are some times I have free to use the internet so that I can send these sort of things to the world, or at least whoever reads this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-7347839658409692642?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/7347839658409692642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=7347839658409692642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/7347839658409692642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/7347839658409692642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-from-hungary-and-romania.html' title='More from Hungary and Romania'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmWijq0F1oI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PeebGnjLcPU/s72-c/IMG_5696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-4567100726325582101</id><published>2007-06-02T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:14:24.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Budapest</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while, but I had to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Budapest with the Flinns, and you would not believe what I found for lunch yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmEbaxDSKJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EthcwINHztE/s1600-h/IMG_5804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmEbaxDSKJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EthcwINHztE/s320/IMG_5804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071364802053548178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also gotten back into wire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmEbbRDSKKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F8PM0kaX4rE/s1600-h/IMG_5801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmEbbRDSKKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F8PM0kaX4rE/s320/IMG_5801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071364810643482786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOps.. got to go for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-4567100726325582101?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/4567100726325582101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=4567100726325582101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/4567100726325582101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/4567100726325582101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2007/06/budapest.html' title='Budapest'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RmEbaxDSKJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EthcwINHztE/s72-c/IMG_5804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-5188337539583400712</id><published>2007-02-12T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:14:24.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weinermobile</title><content type='html'>Just this past weekend I was taking a stroll across the campus and stumbled upon the largest and most blatant corporate-advertising phallic symbol to grace the psyche of the American consumer.  No, I'm not referring to the Coors train, or some unwitting &lt;a href="http://www.b3ta.com/features/phalliclogoawards/"&gt;corporate logo&lt;/a&gt;, but instead to the Oscar Mayer Weinermobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RdEwnPPE1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/m9Lp5asz2kY/s1600-h/IMG_4451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RdEwnPPE1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/m9Lp5asz2kY/s320/IMG_4451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030855709412349330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my chance to see the corporate compensation package up close, and it is stranger than fiction.  At 27 feet long and 11 feet high, the fleet of wienermobiles are the largest self-propelled fake sausages in the United States.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-5188337539583400712?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/5188337539583400712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=5188337539583400712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5188337539583400712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5188337539583400712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2007/02/weinermobile.html' title='The Weinermobile'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/RdEwnPPE1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/m9Lp5asz2kY/s72-c/IMG_4451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-5408974477827740444</id><published>2007-01-28T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:14:24.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Insanity</title><content type='html'>So I haven't written in a month? Serves you right for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/Rbz0c-sCl6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5QCHHuTAhEQ/s1600-h/IMG_4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/Rbz0c-sCl6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5QCHHuTAhEQ/s320/IMG_4361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025160062939862946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Cactus!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy, but I took some time off this month to go to the 'desert botanical garden.'  There I found this cactus, which I think looks like a giant butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In local news, I've been working for the Residence Hall Association at ASU.  I've built a &lt;a href="http://asu.edu/clubs/rha"&gt;pretty spiffy website&lt;/a&gt;, but I need some feedback from users and some serious coding time.  Ah, it is good to be back in the HTML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-5408974477827740444?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/5408974477827740444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=5408974477827740444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5408974477827740444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5408974477827740444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-insanity.html' title='New Year, New Insanity'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYsrxrqvnW0/Rbz0c-sCl6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5QCHHuTAhEQ/s72-c/IMG_4361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-7262963467723574288</id><published>2006-10-17T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:12:36.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy.</title><content type='html'>I was getting my email when I saw this ad on the side:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7372/3129/1600/dhs_wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7372/3129/320/dhs_wtf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message text is copied here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="rhh"&gt;Sponsored Links&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" class="re" href="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/iclk?sa=l&amp;amp;ai=Bv7hOskM1RcGsEa_wVIKPoIEJs_OtFNvM9YsCwI23AYDTDhABGAIgho-AAigCMAA4AFDmvZDGBZgBiPaoEKoBaUFjY291bnRBZ2UxMjB0b0luZmluaXR5K0NBVDJMYXVuY2grTmFtZURldGVjdGlvblZlcnRpY2FsV29yZCtSYWRsaW5rc1Joc1BhZ2VCZWxvdytTd2l0Y2hCb3R0b21BZHMrVmlld19DVrIBCWdtYWlsLmNvbcgBAdoBMGh0dHA6Ly9nbWFpbC5jb20vZjZmYnN0aTZhZXB1NWF5amkyaWJybnlvaWZpcTNjYYACAQ&amp;amp;num=2&amp;amp;adurl=http://www.dhs.gov" onclick="return top.js._AD_GoTo(window,event,this,0,'a');"&gt;Stop Thought Crimes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thought criminals like Adrian Lamo are&amp;nbsp;under&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;thumb. Think safe!&lt;div class="ru"&gt;www.dhs.gov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How weird is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-7262963467723574288?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/7262963467723574288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=7262963467723574288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/7262963467723574288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/7262963467723574288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/10/creepy.html' title='Creepy.'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-5775550844322442015</id><published>2006-10-14T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:30:36.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trebuchet'/><title type='text'>Convergence, or I Google, therfore I am.</title><content type='html'>So now that ASU has switched its email system to Google, YouTube is owned by Google &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; Blogger is Google-based, most of my internet activities are in some way connected to Google.  Makes me wish I got in on the IPO, but I digress.  Anyway, on the topic of Google I uploaded some of my videos to Google Video.  Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life of Elephant, a movie I made with the amazing Sammy and Kate.  Frequent reformatting has crippled the video, which, since it was made with an analog videocamera, wasn't that good to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=6016309560912409723&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trebuchet in actionl.  This was filmed by my brother, who buit this treb with me.  It fired grapefruit about 50 yards.  Not bad for a total cost of $0 for the scrap lumber and hardly any math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-1297651409521712789&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Act Nonsense, which I was able to clean up in post-production but, since it was reformatted a dozen times comes out looking like camera poo.  At least the music is catchy.  &lt;edit&gt; Can you spot the cameo of my dog?  It goes by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=1940871534967348584&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-5775550844322442015?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/5775550844322442015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=5775550844322442015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5775550844322442015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/5775550844322442015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/10/convergence-or-i-google-therfore-i-am.html' title='Convergence, or I Google, therfore I am.'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-115994170649674664</id><published>2006-10-03T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been here in a while.  Lots of catching up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have the next in the list of ASU hot spots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASU Hotspot 2:&lt;br /&gt;ASU Art Museum: Ceramics Research Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unassuming building, located on Mill Avenue immediately north of the ASU Art Museum, is home to the Ceramics collection.  Though small, it provides up to an hour of entertainment.  The permanent collection has a fantastic number of teapots, and while that sounds boring, many of them are built in all manner of unusual shapes.  Other highlights include my personal favorite, the aptly-named "Food Descending a Staircase."   Kind of has an art-mocks-art attitude.  Lots o' fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASU Hotspot 3:&lt;br /&gt;The Life Sciences Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tallest building on campus sports a view all the way to South Mountain and the best sunset on campus.  You ought to be a student, professor, or accompanied by either so that the Campus Police don't bother you.  If it's after 5 but before 7 on a weekday, the elevator might not take you up.  You can take the elevator in the adjacent life sciences building to the fifth floor and use the sky bridge to enter.  From there it's only three flights up to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I called building maintenance to get a new bulb for my built-in desk lamp.  The guy came by with a bulb and installed it, and guess what, it didn't work.  He replaced the starter (the little round thing behind the bulb) and it still didn't work.  Finally he took it apart, poked around, and found a loose connection.  He fixed that, and the lamp worked, but when he put it back together it stopped working.  The maintenance guy, without losing his composure, took it apart a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; time, and checked everything with a multitester.  He replaced the switch and reassambled the lamp, and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder, though.  After the cost of his time and the replacement parts, would it have been cheaper to replace the whole fixture?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-115994170649674664?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/115994170649674664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=115994170649674664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115994170649674664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115994170649674664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm.'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-115739801440420354</id><published>2006-09-04T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WoOt - Labor Day!</title><content type='html'>Awesome, a day off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the time to put up a profile on &lt;a href="http://asu.facebook.com/profile.php?id=10055177"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.  Turns out that I'm late to the FB party.  Oh well, better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.piratejesus.com/nerdcore/"&gt;Nerdcore&lt;/a&gt;.  I said at the beginning I would share the linkage wealth, and here it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-115739801440420354?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/115739801440420354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=115739801440420354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115739801440420354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115739801440420354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/09/woot-labor-day.html' title='WoOt - Labor Day!'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-115630038585449042</id><published>2006-08-22T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New American University / Hotspots #1</title><content type='html'>I'm beginning my first year at ASU, and that means I'm part of the &lt;a href="http://www.asu.edu/president/newamericanuniversity/"&gt;New American University&lt;/a&gt;.  That's all well and good, because ASU can't claim to be the "Old American University" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in the dorms (not at home), although this is not a very big deal.  My roomate is a cool guy, and we have a class together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a light schedule if computed by my credit-hours, but I have two labs, so it's not just a cakewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention all this to make way for what I really made this post for: ASU HOTSPOTS.  I realize that in the summer and fall the entire campus is hot, but these are places and activities that I think are special and deserve your attention.  Most take very little time, although some might require a SunCard for access (students/profs only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, in honor of the new movie Snakes on a Plane, I bring you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SNAKES IN A CORRIDOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/IMG_3359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_3359.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fellow, along with about two dozen friends, is slithering around the first floor corridor of Life Sciences Building A.  That's the one right next to Palm Walk.  They're open during regular building hours (Probably M-F 8:00AM to 5:00PM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/detmap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/detmap.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use this map to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;EDIT&lt;/i&gt; This map is not original to me.  I only added the note on the Life Sciences Building.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-115630038585449042?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/115630038585449042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=115630038585449042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115630038585449042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115630038585449042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-american-university-hotspots-1.html' title='New American University / Hotspots #1'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-115488861418879223</id><published>2006-08-06T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Pictures</title><content type='html'>I promised more pictures from my vacations, and here's the first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/IMG_1331.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_1331.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the monestary at the sumit of Mt. Tabor.  We were'nt allowed in because 1) we were wearing shorts and t-shirts, not OK clothes for the holy site and 2) we were filthy and sweaty by this point because we had been climbing up steep, dirty trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/IMG_1306.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_1306.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that same day we were in an ancient city (I don't remember which one, we visited so many!) and the amazing Henry Barkley caught this tiny lizard.  He says that it is a miniature chameleon, and that these are not common.  I later learned from some Israelis I spoke to that these lizards are not especially unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/bahaifa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/bahaifa3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a panorama I took of the Bahai Gardens in Haifa.  We could only look from the top, but that was enough to get this image.  The original is many times this size, over 4000 pixels wide!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-115488861418879223?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/115488861418879223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=115488861418879223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115488861418879223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115488861418879223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/08/overdue-pictures.html' title='Overdue Pictures'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-115093051222184775</id><published>2006-06-21T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, New York!</title><content type='html'>Is a wonderful town? see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the Staten Is. Ferry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/IMG_2608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_2608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted in the Bronx Zoo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/IMG_2538.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_2538.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally, from Chinatown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you wondered where it came from, too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-115093051222184775?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/115093051222184775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=115093051222184775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115093051222184775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115093051222184775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-york-new-york.html' title='New York, New York!'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-115032091872991360</id><published>2006-06-14T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road again...</title><content type='html'>Only just returned to home base a week ago and already I'm leaving. Up next on the agenda is two weeks in Connecticut and New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is  one of the pictures from Israel, as promised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/1600/IMG_0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ my stylin' new ride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-115032091872991360?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/115032091872991360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=115032091872991360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115032091872991360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/115032091872991360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again...'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-114804192674018561</id><published>2006-05-19T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live from Tel Aviv, it's Friday Afternoon!</title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time without an update, but I have an excuse.  I've been on a whirlwind tour of Israel, and I haven't had access to a computer.  I'll post pictures as soon as I can (I have over 900 out of over 1700 taken so far) but as yet the internet here is not fast enough to post even 20 pictures with any speed.  Rest assured they will appear eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm graduating high school in June, so if you want to be there just drop me a line or something and we'll chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-114804192674018561?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/114804192674018561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=114804192674018561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114804192674018561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114804192674018561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/05/live-from-tel-aviv-its-friday.html' title='Live from Tel Aviv, it&apos;s Friday Afternoon!'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-114513043306781018</id><published>2006-04-15T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Idea?</title><content type='html'>Check this out: a portable media device ( pocket-sized) that wirelessly delivers music, sports scores, news and other content.  It runs on ordinary batteries and can be used virtually anywhere.  Car units could give real-time traffic information to drivers.  The units could be used in conjunction with home stereos, portable speakers, or headphones.  And the biggest advantage? The content is free, paid for by minimal advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait- that's just RADIO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm- Why do I always think that we are reinventing the wheel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-114513043306781018?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/114513043306781018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=114513043306781018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114513043306781018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114513043306781018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/04/great-idea.html' title='Great Idea?'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-114478247124354785</id><published>2006-04-11T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more hours...</title><content type='html'>I just returned from a trip to Cali to look at a college.  I drove with my dad there- he drove in the city while I navigated, but we switched off on the highway.  We made really good time on the way home- it took us only a little over 5 hours to go over 300 miles.  The average came out to about 65-67 miles per hour- counting time spent stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading Nerdcore, the seriously nerdy comic. link sooon, b/c this computer is about to auomatically shut down. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-114478247124354785?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/114478247124354785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=114478247124354785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114478247124354785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114478247124354785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/04/few-more-hours.html' title='A few more hours...'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25640140.post-114446694136526991</id><published>2006-04-07T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:18:58.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hrmm</title><content type='html'>This was far easier than I expected.  Just click and go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no good things to say on a first post.  Don't expect regular updates, I'm going on vacation in a few weeks, and won't have reliable computer access for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for my picture gallery you may be able to find it &lt;a href="http://members.cox.net/vivacious/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25640140-114446694136526991?l=thecoefficient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/feeds/114446694136526991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25640140&amp;postID=114446694136526991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114446694136526991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25640140/posts/default/114446694136526991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecoefficient.blogspot.com/2006/04/hrmm.html' title='Hrmm'/><author><name>Pablo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12891967473866552822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6817/2681/320/IMG_0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
