Friday, May 30, 2008

Model Rockets


I always wanted to shoot off model reockets as a kid, so the 4th of July weekend last year seemed like a good time to finally start, especially now I can enjoy the hobby with my own children. I bought ready made rocket kits and materials from Michael's craft store. I bought a Estes Super Shot Mini pack of two roockets that would travel about 700 ft up and a Estes Wicked Streak SST, which came with launch pad and ignition switch, as shown above.


For all of our launches we have gone to a local park, when it is less crowded. Our first launch of the "Shark Attack" (red) Super Shot Mini, travelled about 394 ft to the NW, and landed on a gravel path. Eventually, however, both Super Shot Minis were lost. The last "Sting Ray" (yellow) launch took it into a near horizontal flight path a few seconds after launch, taking it into a neighborhood of townhomes. No reports of death or injury caused by said rocket, so that was good.
The "Wicked streak SST" has had several good launches. The most memorable one, however, made me glad that the park was empty at the time. The nosecone did not release, thus the rocket became a ballistic missile, narrowly missing the blacktop and embedding itself at least 3-4" into the ground a little over 100 ft behind our launch site. It took a little effort to pull it out.

Friday, May 23, 2008

MacGyvering

I love troubleshooting and coming up with solutions. If someone needs or wants something, I'll rack my brains and gather my resources to make it happen. In Japan, Greg C., one of my mission companions, was the first to call me MacGyver when I made homemade salsa. This was a great complement, as MacGyver, is my all time favorite TV hero, but I am not sure salsa rises to that level.

Now I am not running around with a swiss army knife and duct tape in my pockets (at least not everyday), I am not traveling the world on secret missions, and I definitely stay clear of having a mullet; but I do like to consider myself a MacGyver of sorts. I use the term Macgyvering loosely to refer to my love of making and fixing things. Below are just a few of my projects to give you a flavor or two.


Speakers

Some of you will recognize these as the speakers that I used back when I would help DJ dances. I saw some speakers in a magazine that I thought looked really neat, but I felt they were to expensive for my 16 year old wallet to handle. So I drew up a design based on what I saw and my Grandfather helped me cut and assemble the wood boxes. I bought six of the eight speakers to go in the boxes (starting with 15" MTX subwoofers), and realized I could have purchased the speakers in the magazine for less money. Hey, even MacGyver was not 100% successful, plus I don't know that mine didn't sound better.


Disco Ball

One year I was on the Activities Committee in a single adult ward of my church, chosen because I was DJing all the dances back then. Paula S. wanted a disco ball for a New Year's dance, and I was going to make sure she had one. No, I wasn't in love with Paula, we were just friends and colleagues. As I said, I love making things happen. Anyway, I decided to get an old globe at Goodwill to turn into our disco ball. I first put a big bolt with an eye hole straight through the center and attached a washer and nut on the bottom of the globe, so that it would be easy to suspend without too much worry of it taking out a dancer or two. I then began cutting and gluing mirrored glass to the globe. I then went up to Dayton to my favorite electronics store Parts-Express (Radio Shack is not What I Like) and bought a motor specifically made for disco balls. Since the mirrored glass was free (recycled) and the globe was only $1.50, with the motor I had our disco ball for under $25.


Christmas Door Decoration

My previous workplace has an annual Christmas door decorating contest, and one woman had the idea of doing a simple snow globe with a Chinese dragon, since the theme was China. I ran with the idea, and developed what you see in the video. We first used an overhead projector to trace the design onto our frame. I then used shredded office paper, rice and water to make a paste that would harden into a three-dimensional dragon. I then painted the dragon. I decided to go further by making it a working snow globe, so I procured a computer fan and made a battery pack to run it. I put holes in the back for airflow, used coat hangers as a frame to put shrink wrap over, and put in packing peanuts for snow, before gluing and heating the shrink wrap. I then made a base out of cardboard, used an exacto blade to cut out the Chinese characters for "Merry Christmas," painted it (filling the characters with gold paint), and then mounted it. The packing peanuts did prove problematic as the static electricity cause them to adhere to the dragon, but overall it was a success.




Painted Cardboard Toys

Again, every once in a while I'll get an urge to make something. One day I decided to make a cardboard X-wing fighter for my son. Then another day decided to make a castle for him. Since I decided to paint the castle, I thought I should paint the X-wing as well. A while later, I made the head of an AT-AT walker. These were very fun projects, especially since my son helped me paint and quite enjoyed himself, not to mention the fun he has playing with them now.


Saturday, May 17, 2008

Meteorology


If you ever live in Cincinnati you have to enjoy weather in its many forms, or you'll probably be miserable at some time or another. In Cincinnati you experience it all. I guess having lived there most of my life I gained an appreciation for the different seasons and all that they had to bring. In the Spring, you had rains, wind, and comfortable temperatures; in Summer, you had heat and big thunderstorms; in Fall, you had cool crisp days; in Winter you had cold and snow. The weather enabled me to enjoy activities from flying kites to sledding down the hill next to our house. And I should add, summer movies are never as enjoyable as those enjoyed in the cool theaters when you do not have air conditioning at home!

My love of weather watching also stemmed from my grandmother, who supplied me with the essentials: "Red in the morning, sailors warning; red at night, sailors delight," "Watch out for rain when the leaves of the trees looked turned over," etc. She also had a little German "weather house" exactly like the one pictured below, where a woman in a sunny outfit would appear on nice days and a man dressed for rain would come out the door on gloomy days.


At a young age I had my plastic yellow rain gauge to tell me how much rain we had, and I always watched the weather forecast with my grandfather, my favorite weatherman was Ira Joe Fisher.

I have always loved looking at the clouds in the sky to gauge what weather they may bring, as well as to try to see pictures in their various forms. Sometimes I have envisioned them as giant mountains. While in Japan I learned many of the cloud names in Japanese as I asked my Japanese missionary colleague what they were during our daily bike rides. My favorite cloud remains the nyudogumo meaning beautiful cloud, better known as the cumulonimbus.

Perhaps crazy, but true, I get excited by the possibility of inclement weather. The possibility of a major snow storm, tornadoes, and now that I live on the east coast, hurricanes. Don't get me wrong, I take no pleasure at the loss of life or property, but I do stand in awe of the power of Nature. I even miss the big thunderstorms of Cincinnati bringing thunder and lightening so loud and so bright that a sleeping mind first misjudges as an attack.

One last snow storm story, this time in DC during the Blizzard of 2003. In our neighborhood we had at least 3 feet of snow pile up, which shut down the city for almost a week, so snow days as an adult! Boy did that excitement wear off fast as I had to cross mountains of un-shoveled snow and ice to get to the metro for weeks after. I also had to shovel multiple parking spaces as out "nice" neighbors with SUVs chose to not shovel at all and then take my shoveled spaces. It may have been a different year, but I remember shoveling 8 spaces after a storm. Anyway, the remnants of the 2003 snow storm lasted through April, before finally melting away.

I remember one big blizzard in Cincinnati, I am not sure it was the big one of 1978, but it would not have been more than a year or two after. My mom, sister, and I had gone to a Christmas party and when we left the roads were covered in snow. My mom's green CJ5 even was stuck in a ditch and a guy came on a snowmobile to come help us out.

Another snow storm was in 1998 or 1999, when I was commuting to attend Miami University. A snow storm of 12 to 18 inches left me stranded at the university in Oxford, Ohio. I went to the local Wal-mart, the only store in town, to get supplies to include a change of clothes. Luckily some students in the dorm for foreigners got me into to sleep on a couch in their study. I remember waking to a Japanese girl tucking me in, and then again in the morning when another Japanese girl brought me breakfast. As you can see, even bad weather can be good.

I hav always been fascinated by tornadoes. I have seen the eery green coloring and felt the thick atmosphere that exists during a tornado producing storm. Numerous time did I get awakened by my mother to get to the basement after the air raid sirens signaled a tornado warning, I was always grumpy when I was aroused in the middle of the night and cared not that a tornado would come. We listened to the radio announce a tornado heading our way, just to veer away in the last few seconds. I have seen the mystery of their destruction, as a tornado ripped away a convenience store, but left all the food neatly stacked on the shelves.

As far as hurricanes, we experienced the influence of Hurricane Isabel in 2003. While many of our neighbors did not, we maintained power. We seemingly were in a small bubble that was left unaffected. I did not understand why my work was shut down until I started driving and viewing the huge trees that had been felled by the storm. We shopped in the dark at a Target that had just enough power to run a register or two. Of course they kept all doors but one locked, to avoid any looting. It was sad to see all of the freezer sections of grocery stores locked with thick chains by the fire department. During hurricane season, I like to track these storms via the National Hurricane Center.

As long as I have a radio and access to the internet, I will enjoy tracking these big storms. I will continue to enjoy the variety that the Lord provides, cherishing the calm to breezy, sunny to overcast, 70 degree days along with the windy, cloudy, sub 32 degree days.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Traftracking


traf-track-ing [traf-trak-ing]
noun
-an activity where one tracks another using online traffic cameras, receiving cues from the person being tracked via cell phone.
verb
-to be engaged in the above described activity.


This is an activity that I came up with today when my sister called for me to be her personal navigation system, which is a very intermittent service I must add. Anyway, I thought that since I was giving her directions it would be kind of cool to see if I could see her on the live traffic camera feeds. She would give me cues to include the mile marker she was at and the descriptions of the vehicles near by. I then used ctrl+Print Screen to get screen shots of when she passed the camera, as shown above. Now, this is not stalking, because the one being traftracked has to be a willing participant. Anyway, if you have some time on your hands (like a Saturday when kids are napping), give it a try. Obviously, it was fun enough to make my list of what I like. Please leave any comments about your successful traftracking experiences, as well as any fun variants that you may come up with. Happy traftracking!


Friday, May 9, 2008

Traveling

Like most people, I like to travel. I have found that some of our best travels have been spontaneous, as you always beat your expectations when you don't have any. Of course most of our trips are short...under 4 hours, and the short trips lend themselves well to spontaneity. I have traveled to Asia and hope to travel back and to Europe some day too. I enjoy all sorts of destinations from amusement parks, historical landmarks (whether of popular significance or ancestral significance), natural beauty, architectural wonders, and of course gustatorial delights. But most importantly, I enjoy the time travel offers to be with family.



Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Technology


I still love technology, always and forever.....I have loved technology my whole life. This interest first manifested itself when I was four or five and took a part our Alphie. My first computer experience was in second grade, using an Apple IIe to navigate the Logo "turtle" through mazes and to make various shapes.

We didn't own a computer until we got one for Christmas when I was twelve...the top-of-the-line 286 with a 20 meg hard drive. I added a blazing fast 2400 baud modem to "surf" the BBS scene. Oh and I got so excited to upgrade to DOS 5.0...those were the days. I learned by experimenting...which of course leads to set backs such as reformatting hard drives, but hey it was only 20 MB. I remember asking my cousin, "Can you even imagine a 1 gig hard drive?" It didn't take long for me to take the 286 apart and to begi9n adding things like an Ultrasound sound card. I was the envy my freshman year, thanks to my Grandfather's purchase of a HP Laserjet IIP, skipping right over dot-matrix.



In high school, I elected to take an electronics class, where I was able to put together a high power strobe light and a 3 channel light organ (which I used to have a green, red, and blue light flash with the bass, treble, and mid-range of my Techno/Eurobeat/Dance music. It was like a dance party in my room every night). I remember designing and making my first circuit board, putting it in a bath of acid to eat away the uncovered copper. I should also mention that in working with electronics always look where you rest your hand...I took about 250 VDC through my body by hitting the leads to a charged capacitor with my thumb.

Anyway, as we all know technology has come along way...hey, we already have over 1 tera hard drives, and thankfully no more overnight downloads destroyed by someone picking up the phone.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Chinese

I of course love Chinese food, but this also represents my love of languages. I have studied and speak/read/understand the following languages to varying degrees in order from highest to lowest: Japanese, Chinese, Russian, Latin, Hebrew, Ancient Egyptian, Korean, Polish, Arabic, Thai, and Welsh. I have translated portions, nano sized portions of an ancient Egyptian text, and some day I would like to study the relationship between Hebrew and Thai, as I think that the Thai alphabet looks like a very ornate version of Hebrew...we shall see.


Ok, on to the food. I said Chinese...but I really love all Asian cuisine...Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Thai.... Of course I can say yum yum to Dim Sum (yes, even chicken feet, washed of course), certainly to sushi, and by all means to bulgogi. Before going to Japan, I was the pickiest of eaters, meaning that Asian cuisine was to be avoided. After Japan, everything is fair game, after all I even tried teriyaki grasshoppers. In later posts I shall go deeper into my favorite dishes.













Thursday, May 1, 2008

Cheese

How can I talk about chocolate and not mention cheese? Yes, that's right cheese...after all what are the two main dips for fondue...yes, cheese and chocolate! The Swiss and French no what I am talking about. In fact if genetics have anything to do with my love of cheese and chocolate, my grandmother's heritage is none other than Swiss, in fact from the great cheese making area known as the Emmental Valley. Please, fight your urge to yodel...ok, just a little yodel.


Anyway, even more so than chocolate, there are so many varieties to choose from, so many flavors and textures. It is so fun to experiment to see what cheese tastes good with what fruit, etc. Again, I like and would recommend going to Trader Joe's (and/or Jungle Jim's for those of you in Cincinnati) and buy a new cheese once a week or month. Enjoy the creamy goodness, but leave some for me!

If you are ever in Tillamook, OR make sure you go to the Tillamook Cheese Factory. You can take a tour and watch the good stuff being made. At the end of the tour you most importantly get to sample some cheese...my favorite is the cheese curd that squeaks in your mouth, but not in your hand (at least I don't think so, never tried to squeeze it in my hand to get it to squeak. Mental note: new experiment to try). Top it all off, actually I would recommend eating it separately from the cheese, with some rich and creamy Tillamook ice cream...I am fond of the chocolate peanut butter and Marion berry (no, it is Marion Barry that is the "DC mayor-for-life, "who is "newsworthy" every so often.)