Entries from November 2006 ↓

Here’s a gorgeous logic problem I heard recently:

You’re given two ropes and a lighter. These are your only tools.

Each of the two ropes, when lit on one end, will take exactly one hour to burn all the way through to the other end. However, neither of the ropes burn at a constant rate. For instance, it may take 59 minutes to burn through the first half of a rope, and then burn through the second half in the final minute. (Imagine that the ropes vary in thickness in density.) Also, the ropes are not identical, so Rope A does not necessarily burn at the same rate of Rope B.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it:

Measure a period of 45 minutes.

Enjoy.

It was everything you could possibly want out of an Alice in Chains show in 2006. Hearing these songs live was something I never thought I’d ever experience again, and reminded me how much I love this band. =continued=

Sitting at the kit.
Getting our jazz funk groove on.
So therapeutic.

“Maybe Split”
Two 36″ x 24″ (boxed heart not included)
Acrylic on canvases
2006

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“J.K.”
9″ x 12″
Acrylic on canvas
Gift
2006

It’s been said that it
Ain’t over ’til it’s over.
The ’til has arrived.

A glass half empty
Can be half full if you choose.
Happy Thanksgiving.

Above Trump’s place, looking west. That’s Catalina on the left.

If this, then not that.
If that, then this cannot be.
Decisions are hard.

Have you ever had one of those rare dreams where you realize you’re dreaming, yet you don’t wake up? It’s an incredible experience, giving you total control over your world for a moment. You hope you don’t wake up.

It just happened. I’m logging it here in case I forget.

I was in a store looking at a digital handheld stopwatch. It suddenly dawned on me that it was all a dream, yet I didn’t wake up. In my excitement, I ran outside of the store and flew away. As I got higher and higher into the sky, I gradually woke up.

I need to think about this. The stopwatch is significant, symbolizing a deeper issue I’ve had with overly analyzing time against my will. Perhaps being a drummer makes me hyper-aware of time, but my brain will waste energy on useless thoughts calculating time. And that’s not healthy. In recent years I’ve made conscious efforts to pull back on this tendency.

This dream almost symbolizes the idea of finally letting go of it. Hmmm…

>> Hilarious.

Good stuff. Check out his work.

>> Art by Peter Callesen