Location, Location, Location

This would not be good location...assuming of course this isn't the actual name of the dentist office.

Cool Weather

I woke up this morning, and the sky looked really cool. I had just enough time to grab my camera and shoot a few shots without being too late to work.

This is looking South-East from our guest room balcony.



This is looking due south. I love how the clouds separated enough to really highlight the vegetation surrounding the Mohave River. As you can tell, that is really the only green stretch out here. Makes for some very interesting contrasts though.

Ahh...the desert

Some coworkers and I were wandering the desert today after work to find the "right" Joshua Tree for a project I am working on, and we stumbled across something interesting.



That would be a live round, just chillin' off the road. We found another one in the same location. Crazy stuff out here. We saw some stink bugs too, but they weren't nearly as interesting. I did get some great rocks for an upcoming photo series I am working on.

I love bugs...

Therefore... I love the desert.

We found this little guy scurrying through our place tonight. Very cool looking!

Looks like here he wanted to model for me a bit. He was ready for his close up... to him. It got a little uncomfortable when we locked eyes for a moment, but he realized he was stuck in a cup... so there wasn't much he could do. That and the fact that I could smash him a toenail clipping. Once our "shoot" was finished, I let him roam the burning wasteland that is the High Desert on his own.

PoMoness

There really is no better place for this post than our blog. At least that is what my truth says.

How to get rich.

Today I parked my $2,000 1998 Saturn next to a one million dollar 2007 Ferrari -- AT CHURCH.
Seriously people -- how does anyone make enough money to buy a new Ferrari? I can barely afford groceries.

Money and power. Curious things.

PG

Looks like we are rated PG. Not sure if that is good or bad. I'm sure this might tempt some of you to ramp up the questionable behavior to see how much we can change the grade.

Gloiven

iShame

I don't know what happened to me, but I have completely bought into the iPhone. I just finished updating all my contacts in Address Book, will use iCal from this day forward, switch from Firefox to Safari, and have watched all the tours on the apple website. Last week I said "I want to wait until version 2 comes out so all the bugs will be fixed". Today I say "forget that! I WANT IT NOW". Curse you Steve Jobs!!

Victorveng

Well, its official... we are moving to Victorville. I just got offered a job at a church out there (high desert church), and I start July 1. Should be good times. They seem to have a very sound grasp on theology, and live in a way that exhibits their faith. Should be good learnings... to me.

Who's your neighbor?

Click here to find out who you don't want to bake cookies for...

Don't make me...

start breakdancing...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOfAPHJTagY

Adverse Possession

I'm about to take title to this blog through adverse possession. Let it be known that the takeover is hostile, open and notorious, adverse and under a claim of right, and continuous, starting now.

Crack this code

Here's a brain teaser: what does this sentence have to do with mathematics:

"How I need a drink, alcoholic of course, after the nasty hangover involving painful throbbing."

Bar Haze

Three days I shall dine in hell,
Testing twenty four hours is gonna smell.

Must wait five months to know if passed,
A fifty percent chance is truly nast.

If I fail, I cannot work,
Instead, until February I will lurk.

A Juris Doctorate is worthless until,
I pass that damn Bar, what a thrill.

The Mystery of Dreams

Any comments on this post are welcome. I wanted to share a little bit about my thoughts on dreams, and a recent bizarre example of what the brain can do when it starts defragmenting the unconscious mind.

About a week ago I was "stuck" for hours in a dream about numbers. Not just any numbers -- prime numbers. My mind was calculating primes, searching for the highest prime it could calculate. I was trying to determine the primality of numbers up in the thousands. In my waking moments, I might think to myself, "oh, those weren't real prime numbers...it was just my imagination making up what it thought was prime numbers..."

However, upon waking from my dreams I sometimes have a remnant memory left on the forefront of my consciousness - this time is was a table full of prime numbers. I rolled over in bed and said to my wife, "what does 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19..." have in common? She looked at me like I was crazy -- I said "they're all prime, and they were all just in my brain upon waking from calculating non-stop for the highest prime I could find." She looked at me like I was crazy -- and I felt crazy.

I regularly see a psychoanalyst for reasons apart from my crazy dreams. Psychoanalysts are trained not only with a Doctorate in psychology, but they receive even more extensive training in working with people's unconscious mind. An analyst will welcome any remembered dreams during a session. One thing that the analyst will do will ask "what comes to mind when you think about X (detail of dream)?"

My answer to this one was, "Well... prime numbers are strong. They are independent, and indivisible. They can't be broken up by any multipliers other than one and itself." Again, the therapist asks a follow-up question, using free-association -- "and what comes to mind when you think of that?" My first thought - unconditional love. Unconditional love cannot be broken, divided, or comprimised by anything. It is strong. It is unbreakable. Kind of like a prime.

Maybe that's why my unconscious mind was searching for the highest prime number.

Slain and Pwned

Guten Tag!

My name is BP and I'm here to say,
My friends are on this blog in a major way.

I'll try to keep it clean, sorta BUBBS-style,
Otherwise this place will surely be defile-d.

Justin is cringing as I pop this rhyme,
He be like 'whuddup!', face puckered like a lime.

Thank you b! Ian for letting me be a guest here,
I try not to abuse it and say anything too queer.

Aufwiedersehen!!!

Guest Nerd

Just as a heads up, we have a guest blogger. For legal reasons, I will identify him as "BP". But if and when he wishes to accept our invite, he may identify himself as whoever he wants.

A little superficial background about BP - it will remain vague for legal reasons. He is a man of passion and smarts. Topics ranging from circumcision, Christianity, guns, intellectual property, and CrotchRockets... not to mention, he can sue me up the yin-yang.

...and he has a nice dag named Teddy...

we await your response BP!

b

For Ian