ambiguousynergy

SENIOR SPY HUNT

Wed, 03 May 2006 04:18:29 GMT

ATTENTION ALL MURDERERS!

DOCUMENT YOUR LEGACY

GO TO
<http://haveyoubeen.strangled.net>
to view a map of the killing spree, assassins, and the deceased.

After three days of learning two new languages and a new data format, I finally have it up. Yes, I probably sacrificed my AP English grade, but it's worth it.

Thu, 15 Sep 2005 20:54:55 GMT

For all of you people who say you can't email attachments to yourself in school....umm, you can.

Wed, 14 Sep 2005 01:53:43 GMT

I have this urge to become a logistician. Or an emergency operations manager. Crises are fun.

Thu, 11 Aug 2005 22:23:39 GMT

Some things are better left covered.

Sat, 30 Jul 2005 03:35:58 GMT

ummm for those of you who didn't know... I'm going to Montana. go here for my daily blog: http://cobaltcopy.blogspot.com

see you in a month

cc

Tue, 07 Jun 2005 02:59:22 GMT

And the truth shall set you free...

my thesis statement

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 01:11:06 GMT

I finally have a thesis statement:

Ayn Rand's philosophical school of thought, Objectivism, is incompatible with societies with immutable socioeconomic hierarchies.

Or something like that. Yes...7 words with more than 7 letters.

I find it hard to believe

Tue, 31 May 2005 02:52:11 GMT

But I've just amazed myself.

I'm reading about crash barriers on highways, because that's what i'm writing my poem about. It's actually interesting the different types: the Jersey barrier (rigid concrete), flexible wire, and steel beam.

mine's a bit more normal

Mon, 30 May 2005 03:59:20 GMT

Hourly Distribution of ambiguousynergy's Journal Entries (FULL JOURNAL version)

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σ: 10.80607430245

σ²: 116.77124183007

Least-Squares Pentic Regression:
-0.00021837259507899x⁵ + 0.011508740017184x⁴ + -0.21438404678168x³ + 1.7949572485566x² + -6.1134873726803x¹ + 6.2114500442096x⁰

Created by g0thm0g!

I changed my password before.

And I have more 'normal' posting hours....actually, mine is before dinner (which is usually at 8-8.30

Sun, 29 May 2005 02:52:33 GMT

I was amused when I heard this on the radio.

http://www.dailytimes.com.pk/default.asp?page=story_29-5-2005_pg7_43

And no, I don't think Nadeem is 30, so there's nothing to worry about.

GROK

Wed, 11 May 2005 00:26:26 GMT

GROK GROK GROK

It's my new favorite word.

And it means to have understanding through profound intuition or empathy.

Ready...

Tue, 03 May 2005 21:35:08 GMT

In order to dispel rumors over the prom, I will post the factual information about it.

1. There WILL be a prom. It will be held on May 20th, 2005 from 6:30 pm to 11:30 pm.
2. Prom bids will NOT increase. They will remain at $70 per person, $140 per couple.
3. The Skylands at Randolph will NOT require any additional compensation. In simple terms, we DO NOT have to pay for a lack of people.
4. Photos go on sale TOMORROW, May 4th during lunch.
5. Re-read numbers 1 & 3 and spread those like rumors.

Have a nice day.

evil tree

Mon, 25 Apr 2005 21:06:38 GMT

Mon, 25 Apr 2005 21:01:16 GMT

I compiled a list of how to get a 3, 4, or 5 on the ap exam. Keep in mind that the ranges will change, and I haven't done that mckinney thing with the dbq and such.

http://vaeiou.afraid.org/apushii.htm

photos

Mon, 11 Apr 2005 18:52:34 GMT

Two photos.

This makes my head hurt.

And this had spiffy shadows. It looks like a knight's helmet, in a way.

Thu, 31 Mar 2005 02:05:04 GMT

Anyhow, I got a bit distracted by Spanish poem. It's about water, and I decided I need a picture of some sort to go with it. So, I set up the tripod and such, and proceeded to drip water into a tupperware container. The results aren't what I wanted, but this image was pretty cool. It has a fair amount of noise/other stuff going on.

georgetown visit

Tue, 29 Mar 2005 01:46:03 GMT

As most of you know, Nadeem and I went to Georgetown. It gets hemingway-esque at the end.

It is my intention to keep this from being too dry a tale. Anyway. This excursion to DC was rather spur of the moment. Our original intention was to visit Georgetown and George Washington University, with Georgetown being the first stop (9AM information session)

On Sunday we had friends over for Easter (none of whom were Christian, but who really cares?) And we were set to leave at 6 pm. I told Nadeem to wear a raincoat, because it was going to rain. (Sorry the satellite wasn't at the time, but the red spot was right over the DC metro area)

In any event, Nadeem told me he wasn't going to bring a raincoat. I quote: <tr><td valign="top" align="right">me:</td><td> the weather's going to be really nasty </td></tr><tr><td valign="top" align="right">apro2k5b:</td><td> imma bring a hat</td></tr>

Oh, the clouds are building to our climax. <thunders> Sorry about that.

So, we start driving around 6 (I'm behind the wheel) I drive to the border, some two hours away, with minor congestion. You can ask Nadeem about my driving skills. At around 10:15-30 we arrive at DC, where we discover that George Washington University is not on the map. Neither is the hospital. Grand.

The hotel apparently didn't have lessons from the Parkway/NJ turnpike signage authorities, the RESTRAUNT had a bigger sign than the hotel. The outside looks decrepit, but the inside is warm and cozy. Inside, the first person we hear is a guest, "I'm cold, I'm wet. I just want milk. I circled the block, five times, I couldn't find parking, I couldn't find the place. Are you sure you don't have milk in your kitchens?" The bellman/valet (he wore multiple hats) responded, "Yes, I'm sure. I'll go get some." "No, that's okay. You'll have some in the morning? "Yes." The man walks away. We walk to the front desk with luggage. "Yes?" she asked in a rather inquisitive voice, as if we were just visiting the hotel. Normally people walking in with luggage precludes the check in process. So we get a room, a rather spacious room at that.

We set out at 8 or so. And walk. A short walk, we're told. Okay. A mile, that isn't too bad. It was raining lightly, and gradually, the stattaco of the rain increased, and our clothes got wetter. By the time we reached the Georgetown campus (1.5 miles as the crow flies), we lightly soaked, splashed by certain BUSES that happened to FIND every single PUDDLE and SPRAY 5-7 feet sideways. I narrowly dodged the first, but the second and third hit me square on. Nadeem was wearing a hat and a sweatshirt.

Upon our arrival on the campus, we spot a shuttle aptly named with a three letter acronym which escapes me. We hop aboard and arrive at the undergrad admissions office. Yadda yadda ya. Turns out that they aren't going to count the writing portion of the sat...the presenter was a robot.

The worst part is yet to come. The tour was so poorly planned/executed and inflexible. It's raining, people have umbrellas, it's windy, and the flight path for national airport is right overhead. We can't hear, I'm cold, I'm wet, and I'm hungry. The rain picks up to a downpour. We step outside a hall, but we can't go in, because we have to hear about how you can sign up to walk the mascot. Then, we go in. How utterly ridiculous (no the mascot isn't a cow).

Exit the hall, stand in the rain some more. Talk about wifi. Walk to another place. Stand in the rain. Talk about wifi. Move again. Talk about food that isn't as good as your mother's but can be if you want it to be as good as your mother's cooking, depending on your expectations and your mother's cooking. If the Jesuits invite you for lunch, go, because it's almost as good as your mother's cooking, if your mother's cooking is cooked better than the cooking at the dining hall. (It wasn't open, by the way)

Meanwhile, I'm eyeing a large alcove that is dry. I look. I stare. I foam at the mouth. We could be there. Guess where our next stop is? There. Nadeem is still clad in his soaked sweatshirt that weighs more. And my raincoat is leaking. At least my underwear is dry.

Let's ditch. We ditch. We run to the mess hall. It's closed. We run to a bus stop. The bus doesn't stop here. We run to another discharging bus. We don't take passengers. We hail a taxi. I drop the camera in the case. It squishes.

We tell the driver to go somewhere, closer to DuPont circle. And find us somewhere to eat. We eat at a sandwhich place, which has one of those hand driers. I hail the inventer as genius. We eat. It stops raining. We exit. We walk aimlessly, circling the circle twice, then realizing that we're at the wrong place. We also realized that although planned, DC is haphazard. And then it starts to rain. And rain. And no one knows where the hell George Washington University is. Brilliant. Nadeem is still in his hat and sweatshirt.

We find the hotel, collect our luggage, and change. I change my pants. Nadeem, having no pants, changes into pajama bottoms. My dad changes into sweatpants. It pays to be prepared. Nadeem walks barefoot out of the hotel with pajama bottoms on.

I go to sleep in the car and wake up in New Jersey. We arrive at 6pm. 24 hours.

Moral of the story....don't visit colleges in the rain.

I had rain pants.

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 00:30:54 GMT

I went outside to take pictures in the snow. I outfitted the camera with the lens hood, and mounted it on the tripod. My original intention was to shoot streams of headlights as they passed through snow. But I got distracted.

But these were kinda boring. So then I looked up. I took a couple of shots looking up, but mistakenly moved the camera. Then I intentionally zoomed in/out during the exposure (I don't think that does anything) and got this:

Here's another one. I overdid the contrast. But I really like that one.

And then I played with photoshop.

You can find the hi-res files here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaeiou/sets/181098/

english criticisms

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 23:06:43 GMT

Here are the links to all the criticisms:

The Religion of Death

An Overview of A Farewell To Arms

A Farewell to Arms: The Danger or Imagination

A Farewell to Arms

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 22:31:58 GMT

I really don't know why I like this photo.

It needs some burning.

the root of the word assassin

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 20:41:41 GMT

While I was looking up how to spell assassin for Iago, I found a rather interesting piece of etymology. The word assassin comes from a member of a secret order of Muslims who killed Christian Crusaders. Interesting.

pun of the day

Fri, 18 Mar 2005 23:33:35 GMT

We should have a daily pun...since we've become so good/bad at it.

CBC had the best one:
"Chris Chan was making puns. He thought of ten and told them all to Sarah. He hoped they would make her laugh, but no pun in ten did."

local teen arts

Thu, 17 Mar 2005 23:18:32 GMT

I feel compelled to submit something for local teen arts. What should it be?

This one...

Or this one...

Or this one...

Wed, 16 Mar 2005 21:16:38 GMT

Tue, 15 Mar 2005 03:16:52 GMT

In case I haven't told you...I have a photoblog so to speak at http://photofarce.blogspot.com It's a compendium of my various photos. LJ is being ridiculous and won't let me have pictures that are larger.

Anyway, there are pictures that I took from the Knicks game. They turned out pretty well; not the Knicks...they happened to lose.