It's a Trap!

You might assume that in the 50 years since this old rotary phone was made, all the sticky gelatinous goo in the mysterious electronics enclosure would have dried up.  Naively. 

The regular one is called Beer Beer Beer

Really, what more do you need to know?

Plan B

April showers bring May flowers, they say.  April snowstorms bring balcony flowers into the bathtub.

That Time of Year

Look at that distribution!  ISN'T THAT THE CUTEST LITTLE DISTRIBUTION? WHO'S A GOOD DISTRIBUTION?   

 Or have we maybe been working on papers for too long?

Microclimates

In fact, Edmonton is so dry I can take a daily walk on a sandy beach.  

A one-square-metre sandy beach.  Surrounded by train tracks and parking lots.

Happy Days

Edmonton is about to enter its best season, when the trees are blooming, the people are smiling, and it doesn't matter if you're shoe is more hole than shoe because it never rains.

Ffffffail?

Ok listen, amplifier circuit, I could understand when you didn't make any noise at all, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to accidentally pick up radio signals.  

WEEEEEEEEEE!

If your computer came  back from being bricked for two days, you'd be too excited to hold the camera steady too.

Progress

So I finally finished my GP2 draft a week ago, and with these 12 de-looped lines of R code I'm almost caught up to this past February, school-wise.  Not to mention being caught up to today, blogwise.

She couldn't even look at it when eating the other one

She couldn't have made a better evil easter egg if she tried.

Eeek

This is a bad video of an old trick, but I finally got around to making one and I thought you might like to too.

Quick & Useful

If only this magazine were about what I wish it were about.

Just in Time For Easter

I think this is the saddest thing I've seen all week. 

Foolishness

I assumed that all I needed was my brain and my soldering iron to fix the sound on our DVD player, but it turns out I was wrong.  All my new knowledge has got me is the ability to screw the thing back together, and the knowledge that the cylinder that said "200V" was a capacitor I probably shouldn't touch.