Wednesday, December 29, 2004

okay. new feedrolls updates on the eathquakes.

i was in hong kong, when i saw this lady bargaining with a sales girl. she said. 'come on' give me a better price. it's christmas' it struck me then, at that very moment, (the whole earth quake thing). happened on christmas. it's kinda sad. we're down here celebrating knowing, that there are other people out there, hungry, homeless and injured. and the death tolls are still continuing to rise. it dosen't feel christmas-sy anymore.

ilazy blogger.

Sunday, December 19, 2004

>THE PHYSICS OF SANTA AND HIS REINDEER
>
>No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there
>are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be
>classified, and while most of these are insects
>and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out
>flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.
>
>There are two billion children (persons under 18)
>in the world. BUT since Santa doesn't appear to
>handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist
>children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the
>total ?378 million according to Population
>Reference Bureau. At an average (census) rate of
>3.5 children per household, that's 91.8 million
>homes. One presumes there's at least one good
>child in each.
>
>Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with,
>thanks to the different time zones and the
>rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east
>to west (which seems logical). This works out to
>822.6 visits per second.
>
>This is to say that for each Christian household
>with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a
>second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down
>the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the
>remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever
>snacks have been left, get back up the chimney,
>get back into the sleigh and move on to the next
>house. Assuming that each of these 91.8 million
>stops are evenly distributed around the earth
>(which, of course, we know to be false but for
>the purposes of our calculations we will accept),
>we are now talking about .78 miles per household,
>a total trip of 75? million miles, not counting
>stops to do what most of us must do at least once
>every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc.
>
>This means that Santa's sleigh is moving at 650
>miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound.
>For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made
>vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves
>at a poky 27.4 miles per second - a conventional
>reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.
>
>The payload on the sleigh adds another
>interesting element. Assuming that each child
>gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set
>(two pounds), the sleigh is carrying 321,300
>tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably
>described as overweight. On land, conventional
>reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even
>granting that "flying reindeer" (see above) could
>pull TEN TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do
>the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200
>reindeer. This increases the payload (not even
>counting the weight of the sleigh) - to 353,430
>tons. Again, for comparison - this is four times
>the weight of the Queen Elizabeth. 353,000 tons
>traveling at 650 miles per second creates
>enormous air resistance - this will heat the
>reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecraft re-
>entering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of
>reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of
>energy. Per second. Each.
>
>In short, they will burst into flame almost
>instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind
>them, and create deafening sonic booms in their
>wake. The entire reindeer team will be vaporized
>within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa,
>meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal
>forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A
>250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim)
>would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by
>4,315,015 pounds of force.
>
>In conclusion: If Santa ever DID deliver presents
>on Christmas Eve, he's dead now.

merry christmas.
god's many blessings.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

what hunger drives you to do... i'm hungry again! miss my yummy icecream!

lalala! i'm happily cleaning the house. i must be mad.