I occasionally like to delve into works of graphical fiction:
Author: tychay
Words for breasts
After a discussion of Steven Colbert’s seven deadly words, a conversation overheard:
Husband: “Take any African word and it basically sounds like a euphemism for ‘breasts.’”
Wife: “Like what?”
“Uhh, Bazoombas,” he extemporizes with a smile.
“But what if they’re small?” she observes.
“Bazimbas.”
The Truth
Robert noticed that I had the Bible Verse app installed on Facebook. I installed it when Jia mentioned it, but haven’t touched it since the first verse that came up was…

Back when I went there, you could get a shirt that looked just like the ones sold in the Caltech bookstore: With the torch logo and the true motto of that Institute: “The truth shall rape you over.”
Thank you, Caltech, for taking my entire last year there to secretly indict me for an honor code violation which you only resolved seven days before my graduation. (Tip: if you call in 20% of the student body as KGB informants on me, it isn’t going to be a secret.)
The truth…
*laughs*
The truth will rape you over.
I thought it was supposed to stay in Vegas
Got an e-mail today from a friend:
Terry, this might be of interest to your wife?
F—
My reply:
F—,
I got married? Oh shit! Vegas… 😀
Take care,
terry
Yogapalooza this Sunday
One May day, when I was visiting my college on a trip to the west coast, three former classmates said that they were headed to the gym for a workout. Would I like to come?
“Why not?”
It’s surprising how many bad ideas begin with that question.
See what they neglected to mention was that it was an aerobics class: Advanced Step.
I had never done aerobics, let alone an advanced class on step aerobics. It was a scene out of the movie—I kept trying to catch up as my brain tried to figure which one of the last moves we did was the “straddle down.”
Ogres Select Consumption Over Networking (OSCON)
It’s weird how worlds intersect. Here is some lobbycon dialog:
“I don’t know, but if you plot the points, there aren’t many intersections. I’ve noticed it on my Facebook: The Open Source world has different geeks, and then the Web 2.0 world is mixed up. Priorities are f’d—people like X, who are big in the Web 2.0 world, nobody knows here.”
“Web 2.0 is…not even geeks really.”
“If it were, every party would be like the Ars Technica/Gizmodo WWDC party.”
“Haha.”
Twitter is
Wired’s cover article caused a friend to try to explain twitter to someone else.
I thought I’d give a shot at trying to twitter what twitter is:
Twitter is about leaving bits of yourself to your friends in 140 characters or less.
(I’ll twat it when Twitter stops Fail Whaleing.)
Flashback: Apparently Chris seeing me twatting on my iPhone was a big reason he started to use the service. 😀
I think I found my class
Apparently, it’s the leisure class

Next time I am outside waiting to get in, I wonder if I can just whip out my cell and say to the bouncer guy: “Hey, I’m with iPhone.”
Making a contribution
In condensed matter physics, there is an area called turbulence that has wide practical application: weather, golfing, navigation, bridges, building subs, boats, and planes.
(Most of you know turbulence from those random unexplained dips you get when your plane is in flight.)
But for theoreticians, turbulence is different.
In 1941, some Russian guy wrote a theory for the dissipation of vortices in highly turbulent flows:
Since then…nothing. Any significant contribution to turbulence has been beyond smartest minds in theoretical physics, despite the describing equations discovered by 19th century classical physics.
In physics, we like to say:
Turbulence is the graveyard of great physicists.
Continue reading about What are you afraid of? after the jump.
Top Rails
It came out in conversation today if there were other Ruby on Rails sites bigger than Twitter. The answer is, yes.

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