I e-mailed myself a file this morning so I could have it at work. I e-mailed from my Yahoo! account to that same Yahoo! account. When I arrived at work I couldn’t find the e-mail. That’s weird, I looked in my sent box, yup it got sent, I checked the address yup, sent it too myself. Stranger and stranger, then a thought struck, I wonder if…
Sure enough it went into my Spam Box, right in between all the advertisements for cheap pharmaceutical drugs. Yahoo! filtered an e-mail that was sent to itself. I know the spammers have no scruples, but I don’t think they are have started sending themselves spam just yet.
What is it about childhood cartoons that evoke such warm and fuzzy feelings? If I turn on the TV and watch some cartoons that are on now, they range from lame to merely ok, but even watching the intro from cartoons I used to watch provides me vast amounts of amusement and enjoyment.
Everyone insists that the cartoons they had when they were kids were Sooo much better then the junk they have on now. While I tend to agree, I have to admit that it is about as likely as the known fact that freshmen get smaller and younger every year.
Eric Brown and I went to Chicago this last weekend. It was a rip roaring good time. We did everything. First and foremost we appreciated the local art.
Affectionately known as the bean. Apparently it was either made by a very pretentious artist or acquired by a money grubbing city with no scruples, or both. It is actually pretty cool, fun to look at, and very fun to photograph. At some point though you have to admit that all it really is, is a huge funny mirror.
In addition to art, there were some wild adventures meeting the local wild life.
One thing we didn’t expect was to see somebody we knew at the museum. We were wondering through the photography section and lo-and-behold there is a picture of Kenny!
I received a new digital scale for Christmas. I can now weigh myself multiple times and day and find out fun facts like I gain about a pound after eating, my clothes weigh about five pounds, and lots of warm clothes and a backpack is almost 20 pounds.
The scale displays your weight to a tenth of a pound, but I suspected the scale wasn’t actually this accurate. I tried to test this by repeatedly weighing myself but I would always get the exact same weight, this allayed my suspicions for some time.
A few nights ago I weighed myself, was on the computer for about five minutes, and then weighed myself again. To my surprise there was over a pound of difference. Further investigation showed that the scale would remember the last weight it has displayed. If the next thing it weighs (within a few minutes) is close enough to the previous weight, it will just display the previous weight, instead of the new slightly different weight.
So I did what any normal person would do after discovering this; I stood in the bathroom for an hour at 1:00 in the morning repeatedly weighing myself holding bottles of cleaning supplies and then not holding bottles of cleaning supplies to trick the scale into displaying what it measured every time.
As you can see at ~140 lbs the measurements have a normal distribution with a standard deviation of about 0.3 lbs. From this I would say the error on the scale is around ±0.6 lbs and yet it still displays the weight to the nearest 0.1 lb. Deceitful, just deceitful.