supernumerary rambling

Undergraduate Research

2009-06-17T17:06:48Z

Hello,

I'm working on wrapping up my Physics degree down here at HSU, and this summer I'm participating in a NSF funded Research Experience for Undergraduates (REU).

What I'm participating in is actually pretty awesome. It's been a while since I've posted, but in my last post (I'll not bother linking it) I mentioned that I've started dicking around with Linux on my eeePC. This experience with Linux has brought me to my current project.

I'm being paid to build a high performance Linux cluster.

What's that? Yes, in fact, this IS a small supercomputer.

We are going to model a fusion plasma, because the future of energy production lies in fusion. Whether it be via tokomak, or laser-induced such as at NIF. This computational modeling becomes extremely convoluted once you start using more than about 2,000 particles...... We hope to be modeling well over 20,000.

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Separately I'm also conducting research with a group of individuals on campus studying gravitational forces at very small distances with macroscopic objects. Because it turns out Einstein is probably wrong about dilation of the space-time continuum.

We hope to prove his theories inaccurate to provoke some other genius to step up and manufacture a new theory.

We moved into a new house. It's hellish and awesome all at the same time.

Konichiwa

2008-10-17T07:22:36Z

Hola,

I'm married to a beautiful woman named Emilie. I've known her since I was about 13.

I am in the midst of getting my bachelor's degree in Physics at Humboldt State University. I get B's.

We live in a cute little townhouse with a babbling brook in the backyard underneath our deck. As we lay in bed at night (or in the morning) we can here the random bubbling and it is incredible.

My studies have taken me to places I never imagined, and every day I learn something new.

There are far too many applications for mathematical analysis in our world, and it frightens me. My head cannot contain all that it must in order for me to be a super-human, so I guess we'll all just have to accept me as a sub-super-human.

Emilie and I have been talking about children, but as of now, we plan on waiting for a few more years. In the least, we both have to finish school.

I am an advocate for mini laptops and I've been brandishing my Linux based EeePC for almost a year now. People are starting to catch on. Even though these cute little things have 1 - 2 GHz processing capabilities, in our day and age, most people only need that when they are surfing the web, writing a term paper, or paying bills.

I like to use mine for damn near everything and my desktop has simply become my media center. I download onto that and we stream movies or television or whatever to our TV. This way we don't have to fork out extra monies for cable. What a waste.

My Eee has forced me to immerse myself in Linux, and I've actually installed 4 different operating systems on it over the last year just to play around. I personally have found that I prefer Debian systems, but currently I'm running a laptop specific distrobution of Ubuntu.

My desktop is going to get overhauled with Ubuntu in about a month after Ubuntu 8.10 has gotten released and everyone is happy with it. My next desktop will by a little Linux Shuttle PC which I'll use purely as a media server/streamer for family and friends. I'm excited for that project.

Alright, rock'n'roll.

I got married

2008-03-30T02:52:33Z

I'm sure there's no one ever reading this, but I got married.

Here.

I'm pretty stoked.

I'm 23.

Where the HELL is Steven?

2007-09-16T21:36:52Z

Steven is now 22 years old.

He lives in Arcata, CA.

He is enrolled at Humboldt State University working on his Physics Degree.

He is engaged to be married on March 16, 2008.

He works at a lumber yard and occasionally crashes tractors into trucks.

He does copious amounts of homework (a new thing in his life).

He eats sparingly, and speaks in third person.

keuller @ 2005-12-24T15:37:00

2005-12-24T23:40:55Z

Hi.

Tomorrow is my girlfriend's birthday.

It's also Christmas. Tomorrow that is.

I finished my classes with great grades except a 2.8 in chemistry. But as the quarter progressed that class simply got harder and harder.

I'm a lifeguard. At Saint Edward's Pool. Come visit.

I'm a Lift Operator at Steven's Pass. Come visit.

I'm a personal assistant once or twice a week. You can't visit.

I also donate a chunk of my life to my church as the content manager of their website. You could come to church some time...

That's it.

keuller @ 2005-10-30T08:43:00

2005-10-30T16:48:11Z

i'm the content manager for www.marshillchurch.org and our site is down. it's nothing i can fix because i don't have access to our hosting site so i'm stuck here. . . with nothing to do . . .

icing on the cake:
1. i got my ass up at 5 this morning (thinking it was 6[damn you daylight savings time!]) to ride the bus here to church.
2. ...

ok, that's pretty much it.

on a side note:
i'm pulling very decent grades. my only fear is 3.0 ish grade i'll be getting in chemistry. but that class is frickin hard yo.

plus i've got the devotion and support of the most beautiful woman on this planet.

misc. school update

2005-10-18T07:36:49Z

randomly throughout my school year i update. in fact, i've updated like, 300% more often in the last three months than in the last year. intense.

day-by-day play-by-play:
monday. wake up at 5:15. be at the pool by 5:50. lifeguard from 6-10. jump in pool shower (grooooosssssss) then go to school. classes from 11:30-1:30 math and chem respectively. usually study at school until five or six, or come home and do the same.

tuesday. wake up a little later. be at school by 11:30 for math. then chem till 1:30. i stay at school and study until 6pm when my astronomy class starts up. this lasts until 8pm. then i go home and sleep because i wake up early on wednesdays.

wednesday. see monday. except after school i usually go to my church and volunteer my time as the content manager of their website. not getting payed. serving church/God/self <-- will look good on resume.

thursday. see tuesday, except after chem class i have a lab from 1:30 until 4:30. then a short break until astronomy. after astronomy i have astronomy lab from 8-10. by far, the hardest day when coupled with friday. because . . .

friday, i wake up early to go to work just like monday and wednesday, then go to school for my math and chem class. after that, i usually go home and play counterstrike for an hour to unwind for the weekend. i think about my homework, but never do any of it.

saturday is usually my only day to run any sort of errand that was supposed to get done durring the week.

then on sunday i go to my church around 1 and work on this week's content until 7 when my usual service starts.

then my life recycles.

this weeks forecast:
tuesday equals chem quiz (i'll fail. just wait, i'll come back tomorrow and tell you i failed [tomorrow being wednesday])
wednesday brings a math midterm
thursday will be my chem lab test
and friday . . .will be chill.

i got a second job up at steven's pass as a lift operator. i went to a "job fair" on saturday up at the pass (long ass drive, i'm not excited) and when i walked up and the director looked at my app he saw i only wanted to work friday saturday and sunday mornings and he said "sorry, we aren't hiring ANYBODY part time. all our positions have been full for a week."

by the end of our conversation he said he was going to have me promoted to a lead position within a month of the pass opening. i think he fell in love with me.

the only reason i got a job up there is because emilie went to a "job fair" two weeks ago and got a lift operator job up there. i see so little of her now that i felt i ought to do everything in my power to spend time with her.

i don't think anyone will read any of this.

beer

2005-10-04T07:30:08Z

so i tried my hand at the awkward science of brewing beer. did i spell awkward wrong? it feels like it, but i'm a little tipsy (from my beer) and don't care. at all.

so three weeks ago i started the brewing in motion. one week ago i bottled my concoction. and tonight, i broke open the first bottle only to discover that it's not GREAT, but it's a hell of a lot better than budweiser. i think. i don't really drink beer. . . ever.

so that being said, it's a minor success. i'm going to take it over to em's dad cuz he's a bit of a guru. he'll tell me just how bad it really is.

-nighty

keuller @ 2005-09-29T22:54:00

2005-09-30T05:55:31Z

so uh, i just checked my friend's page to see what's up only to discover that "lo and behold" i am one of my friends.

i corrected that ish asap.

p.s. pray for dolly

keuller @ 2005-09-29T17:43:00

2005-09-30T00:48:54Z

i'm sitting in class right now. well, pre-class. it begins in fifteen minutes.

easiest class in the history of my academic education. "Astronomy? Easy? You gotta be kidding!" well, i'm not. it's cake. i'm pissed. i was hoping to actually get a little challenged in a field i enjoy.

it is in stark contrast to my other two classes. calculus and chemistry. math doesn't suck too much, but chemistry blows all the happy clowns. my lab for that class is also really weird. the teacher doesn't really know what she's doing, and her ogre of an assistant seems to be doing the real teaching...

there's this girl from my chem class i studied with last week, then after studying i gave her a ride home cuz i'm such a nice guy. she told me that she wished there were more boys like me in the world. i told her my girlfriend says the same thing. she said she wished i could clone myself. i laughed and told her to get out of the car.

now she's really mean to me and was badmouthing me in lab today. stupid bleeding cunt rag.

but i'm doing the nice thing and not being rude back. only here. i might be back to my old lj ways and bitching and moaning on a regular basis. but hey, that's what lj is for right? right?

babysitting at it's best

2005-05-26T22:39:52Z

so i'm just chillin at work. babysitting. but the kid is asleep. so i'm getting paid to lay in the grass and perfect my godlike tan.

so saturday night casey and i went to mc chris at (shudder) el corozone's. i spoke with four of the nice folks working there and asked if they liked the new name. none of them did. mc chris was amazing. i . . . can't talk about it.

so then sunday was the same ol' thing. but on monday, david and i decided on a whim to drive out to spokane to see mc chris again. the second show was awesome too. it was equally amazing in a different way though. he started with 150 geeks in the pit, then talked everyone, and i mean EVERYONE (including staff), to come down into the pit and have a great time.

he amazes me. i got chris and john to design my next tattoo. i'm stoked. david saw it, and i'm going to have casey come with me to get it. but this one is staying under wraps and no one else will know. until i'm naked.

enjoy the sun if that's your bag. baby.

mc mother fucking chris

2005-05-20T06:38:47Z

so. on saturday. i'm going to the best show in the history of mankind. ever.

mcchris is going to rip a new asshole into seattle!!!11 i'm stoked.

lame duck soup

2005-05-12T19:37:40Z

krista just got in a car accident.

and i can't go be with her because i have to work.

this sucks. i hope she is ok.

hrmm

2005-05-10T07:01:28Z

i love politics

http://gddliveout.org:3004/mt/archives/2005/05/ohh_my.html

uh oh. porn.

2005-04-28T07:51:13Z

i went swimming at gasworks park today.
oh i know. worst idea ever.
you don't have to repeat that to me.

i ran down the hill and dove over the cement bank.
if you've been there as much as i have,
then you know where i'm talking about.
it was a sweet dive. then as i hit water,
i realized just how dire my situation was.

the murk and gloom immediately covered every
aspect of my existence in a freezing cold flash.

needless to say i have some bumpy rash across my leg.

ok, i don't. but i think someone just went "OOOH!"

as we walk

2005-04-20T21:54:19Z

through this world we see children who are surrounded by negative images. a constant afront to their fragile psyche. no wonder kids come out of public schools hating themselves and wishing to die. after everything that is forced down their throats the only logical release would be to end it all once and for all.

but this is wrong. there is hope in this world. it's true. and i have the solution.

step one:
forget everything you have been brainwashed with.

this is the hardest part step towards enlightenment. but only by giving up the ideas we are inundated with will anyone be able to see the world or their own self in a truly analytical way.

step two:
find yourself.

for many people this means leaving the safety of their nest (home) for an extended period of time which will force you to look into yourself and find your personal oppinions. however, don't confuse this with moving out and getting a job that gets your going forty to fifty hours a week. this will lead to nothing but confusion and depression. the most applicable example of leaving your nest is a trip around the country, or europe, or the world. the act of traveling forces you to come up against situations which are beyond your control. and only when you find yourself wielding nothing, having no leverage over your circumstances, will you be forced to draw upon the all powerful imagination within each and every one of us.

step three:
release yourself

in essence we have the ability to create something from nothing. this does not mean out of thin air. it means we have the spark of imagination which allows us to take anything, and create something unique from it. so when you believe that you are facing a situation which you have no control over, remember that the way in which you respond is your choice. you will choose to either be happy with the outcome, or to be disappointed with the outcome. this choice is your power.

keuller @ 2005-04-15T00:34:00

2005-04-15T07:34:44Z

*drool* touch me little rich girl. you know you wanna buy us this.

who wants some illegal music?

2005-04-14T06:06:23Z

so i'm a personal assistant.

i'm in the process of ripping my bosses 1400 cd's. which equates to about 120-130 gigs of music.

commence drooling.

i know your jealous.

duplicates disregarded, i'll be up to 170 gigs of music.

all mighty gawd.

the obvious solution

2005-04-08T22:28:09Z

*i haven't posted a picture in forever so this may not work*

**i'm to lazy to preview it**

so last night me and caseyplusplus were moving his crap from a storage unit in lake city to his new place on capitol hill.

there was this one really big cabinet shelf that wouldn't fit so we had to tie down the back hatch of the explorer we were using.

well we didn't have a strap.

god i love nintendo

touch me

i guess i might as well . . . .

2005-04-07T20:10:10Z

zzzzz

i spent the weekend in san francisco with my greek family. the only relative on that side of the family that didn't make it was Paula. but i get to see her/them whenever because they live here in seattle.

it started friday morning with a flight out at 7:30am. it was hard because i had to get up at five so we could be at the airport by six. we weren't. plus the line to be scanned was extremely long and b the time we walked up to our gate the flight was just beginning to start boarding.

the flight was very ordinary.

the oakland airport is very drab. we boarded a transport to the BART train. it took us under the bay and dropped us of in the heart of san fran right at the intersection of market and powell.

we decided to walk to our hotel instead of taking a cab. the wrong choice. instead of walking along powell, the tourist center, we migrated a few blocks over and got our first glimpse of the ghetto that is san fran. wheeling our luggage through the streets my mother would gasp and cringe at the approach of every bum. but it legitimately was really frightening.

we stayed in the Beresford Hotel along with Koula, Vivian, and Cleopatra. the three sisters. and michelle (mike) was staying with koula. i think koula is 71, vivian is 78 and cleo is 74. i'm not really certain. my parents and i shared a room with two double beds and a full kitchen. that was nice . . .

after settling in we crossed the street to the Thai Stick (he he) with koula and mike. as it turns out my little (17) cousin michelle is a certified pirate and goes by mike. she has swords ad competes or somthing weird like that. she also has a shwashbuckling wardrobe. white and red striped shirts and shredded shorts.

so lunch sucked. we caught a taxi (i learned on this trip that i ROCK at getting taxis) van down to the fishermans wharf. one of the big tourist traps. from here you could board a ferry to take the alcatraz tours, or just wander among the boutiques. we opted for the latter.

While my dad and grandma and mike sat through a very stupid entertainment show, my mother and i bought candy and just kinda wandered around. after the show we headed a couple piers north to have lunch with the rest of our party.

the whole purpose of the trip was to celebrate Jim's birthday. he's 50. well, his birthday was in january. so the real reason we had this trip was so that we could all get together and they could drink.

at lunch i got to see Sally, Jim's wife, and their good friend sue. sue was awesome. i think i love her. vivian was there with her friend whose name i forget. she wasn't that cool.

lunch consisted of introductions and catching up. i think cleo will remember how to spell my name correctly from now on. which is nice.

my parents, mike, and myself decided to walk back to the hotel as opposed to taking a taxi. on the way we got disctracted by the coit tower. super cool. they shot a scene from the maltese falcon there. after visiting the top of the tower and taking in the truly breathtaking circumferal view of san fran, we TRIED to head back to the hotel.

along the way we got very sidetracked in Chinatown. it was really really cool. we avoided the really touristy streets and tried to stick to the creepier side streets. well, i guess ALL of it is touristy. we eventually stumbled into our hotel about six hours after we told everyone we would be back.

instead of going to dnner with jim and co i took a nap. as did my father. when i awoke my parents had gone to dinner but brought me home this FUCKING AWESOME charbroiled chicken w/spinach and pitas. it was SOOOO good. i woke up around 12 and my dad was just getting in from renting a movie. it was "us marshals." pretty much a remake of "the fugitive."

i learned that night how badly my mother snores. it's like . . . inexplicable.

when we awoke we decided to go to the conservatory and see all the pretty plants. my dad wanted to take a bus. so we walked about seven blocks down to the bus route. along the way i saw three bums on three different blocks smoking crack. just out on the sidewalk. i love big cities.

the bus was unneventful. we got off and walked through this pretty little park to the conservatory. we spent several hours meandering through the conservatory admiring all the foliage. flirted a little with some asian girl. it was nice.

we boarded the bus back into the city. this time the bus FILLED OUT! there were like, twenty people standing because all the seats were taken. at this point in time i was getting sick of my parents. and after the bus ride my mom suggested we go shopping for some pants for me. i got nasty and told them i didn't want to ever shop with them again.

so we walked up powell a few blocks then decided to eat at jim's cafe. or maybe it was john's. i forget. it was ALSO part of the maltese falcon. the author used to eat there so he included it in the book. the food wasn't that great.

we walked back to the hotel and my other cousin on that side kristina had arrived. the sisters +viv's friend, kristina, and mike were sitting around in the foyer talking. so we all sat down and just caught up a little. while we were sitting there kristina and mike's mother and step father arrived with their two dogs.

so we were all just chillin and talking which was kinda cool. the big dinner was starting in about an hour, but kristina and i went shopping for my pants.

we went into macy's but it was like every floor was devoted to women and there weren't any men's clothes at all. it was weird. so then i asked a whole information desk of women why there weren't any men's clothes and they informed us that macy's men's was across the street. duh.

so we wandered up and down every floor of macy's men's until i found the pants i wanted. my mom had a twenty dollars off coupon but i had to use her credit card so we booked it back to the hotel where everyone was drinking (it was happy hour at the hotel 4:30-5:30). i ran up to the room, got the money saving stuff, and kristina and i headed back to macy's.

we bought the pants, then i got us a cab to the restaurant. we arrived before most everyone else and everyone had been like "oooh you won't make it..." fools

so dinner was the most entertaining thing ever. everyone just kept getting up and walking around the table to visit with one another. it was really cool. the restaurant guys were really cool about us. but it's probably because our bill was around 1200.

within the first fifteen minutes we had finished like, 8 bottels of wine. and only ten people were drinking. it was so funny.

after dinner i grabbed my stuff from the hotel then kristina took me up to Sonoma to hang out with her college friends. there were only like, four other people there. but it was still super entertaining.

her two roommates were bitching at each other in the kitchen and everyone else was out on the deck to "ignore" it. so i went into the kitchen and stood literally in between them while they were yelling and made myself a drink.

one roommate went home with her boyfriend. the other sent her boyfriend home because she was too pissed to put out or something. when we were finally heading to bed i knocked on her door and asked if she wanted to cuddle. she didn't like that much.

we woke up two hours later and drove to the airport. i met up with my parents and we flew home. i was still a little drunk. oops. it was fine though because i NEVER drink.

It's a what? . . . UPDATE!

2005-04-06T21:39:16Z

hi.

it's been a while hasn't it?

so i'm 20. not going to school. but i did start up a business and am actively working.

i started playing bass again. i've been transposing classical music.

baby crying. peace bitches

requiem for the sixth through eigth of august, 2004 current era

2004-09-28T17:11:45Z

on friday the sixth our show in eugene got canceled. so we hung around the university of oregon campus and visited the eugene mall. then we drove. oh how we drove and the driving we did. it was glorious. our journey took us south on i-5 towards our destination, the city of redding california. just after passing the weed airport road exit we ran out of gas. out of gas on the side of the road on our second day of tour. go us. there was no solution other than walking to a gas station to get . . . well, gas. so the walking began. gavin, phil, and myself continued south on i-5 on foot while the others stayed at the van. it seemed that the only way we could go was south because we hadnt passed a gas station farther north for about 15 miles. so we walked for about fifteen minutes before i decided to just try to hitch hike. as i put my hand out and declared to my associates what i was doing, a large white beat up van pulled off the road directly in front of us. weird? i'd say so. or a godsend. whatever. so jesse, the driver of the van gave us a ride to tthe nearest gas station a couple miles down the road. he dropped us off and had to go run an errand, well, not an errand really. he had to go pull some "drainage tarps out of a ditch." he told us if we waited he would return in about ten minutes and give us a ride back to our van.

the city which we ran out of gas in was called weed. so a few of us bought weed t-shirts. that was special. after getting some gas and driving some more we finally arrived in redding at ben's house. ben is dan's best mate from years past in australia. dan recently was ben's best man at ben and his wife brittany's wedding. we met ben and his pal dustin, then a few of us took a 35 minute walk to walgreens to buy a toothbrush for phil. we nearly were run down by some crazy loonatic who turned out be dustin and company come looking for us.

the next day, the seventh, we went swimming at brit's parents house. had a good scare there. we headed back to ben's house to shower and stopped at in-and-out burger where i bout caseyplusplus a t-shirt. we found the venue, but we were there way to early, so we had to drive around trying to find the mal, gave up and went back to the venue. we played last after a couple of other bands. i sold some stuff. we went to in-and-out again. at the show we got invited to a party at some local dude's house. so phil, paul, dustin and myself went. at the party we were given a live action rendition of trevor's (from Inverse) worst cockblock ever. it had just happened and the girl he was hitting on and he fat ugly friend were sitting just a few feet away, but that made it all the funnier. he also made fun of the second hottest girl there by insulting her cankles saying that she was too disgusting for him to even hit on. just before we left some drunk guys were chasing each other around outside and broke a side mirror off of someone's brand new dodge truck. the cops followed us as we were leaving that town heading home. got home. slept.

the next morning we went to church, and tried to visit the famous 24 hour prayer chapel. it was locked. i guess the only time they lock the 24 hour prayer chapel is when there are services happening. we went to winco and bought tons of cheap candy and stuff. lost our cashbox. back at ben'sbrit layed the basics. we ate, then left. late. drove.

requiem for the fifth of august in the year of 2004 current era.

2004-09-01T04:52:24Z

yesterday was the first day of the first This Providence tour in the history of mankind. my day was to begin by meeting up at Daniel's house at 10. i didn't actually get there until about 11 though. the goal was to leave by noon, which would leave us a wee bit of buffer time. we didn't. but that doens't really matter. after Daniel, Paul, Dustin, and myself had packed our personal belongings, we headed out to bothell to Gavin's house to pick up the brand new t-shirts. upon arrival at Gavin's we found a horde of girlfriends, prospective girlfriends, and friends of girlfriends all to send us off. actually, they were planning on following us down to our first show in portland, but to there dismay, we still had to stop at the Rocket Star house in order to pick up the label funding for the tour. en route to the Rocket Star house we started our trip off peroperly by blasting (if you call those van speakers blasting) "Southbound" by our friends Magnified Plaid. Rocket Star house is just north of Wild Waves, but in our haste to get there, we actually drove past it. Daniel only realized this a couple exits after Wild Waves so it wasn't that bad. we doubled back to the house, and met up with Derick and Eric, cofounders of Rocket Star Recordings. we continued with our drive.

after the Rocket Star house we headed down to Olympia to pick up Gavin from his girlfriends and grab a bite to eat. we also met up with the girls who were following us, so they could...follow us. we heard from someone that the Subway in Olympia will toast your subs like a quiznos, which sounded just great at the time. well, as it turns out it sure doesn't work like that. so Dustin, Paul, and myself chose to eat at a little teriyaki joint on some crappy strip mallish sorta thing. BAD idea. i will never eat at that teriyaki restaurant again for as long as i choose to live. the cantankerous woman who ran the counter was also the cook, and she decided early on to make our terijaki experience as horrible as possible. the first issue, was that she didn't have any sweet and sour sauce. she had about five menu items which required sweet and sour sauce, but she didn't have any. bitch. the food itself was semi burnt with nasty chunks of skin and other such peripherals which simply did not need to be there. the old crotchety woman was rude in all respects from how we chose to pay to getting a simple glass of water. she also bitched out Daniel for bringing his sub sandwich into her restaurant.

thus commencess the first of several utterly boring drives [when i originally wrote this on tour, i didn't then understand just how long and boring almost all of our drives were going to be]. since the majority of our tour was contained within the confines of the van, i feel like that ought to remain a mystery. therefore all stretches of driving will be touched upon, but that which occurs therin will not be the focus of this saga.

when we finally pulled into portland i was driving to give dan a break. now, i am a ... relatively ... safe driver, but i suck at giving, receiving, or following any form of directions. so i drove past our turn a couple times, and had to drive the wrong way up a one way, but whatever. upon arrival at davy jones locker, the first venue of the first day of the first tour, we met up with phil who was at Winema. This Providence was the first of three bands to play that night. we set up and as the band tuned i made my way to the merch table. some of you may know, but for the others, i was the official merch bitch whilst on tour. after properly setting up the display of shirts, stickers, flyers, and the mailing list, i settled into my lawn chair throne to yell at every person who walked past.

This Providence was sharing several tour venues with Inverse, a band out of LA, and that meant i got to know their merch bitch pretty well. i now forget just what her real name was, but we all called her Buffy. she was pretty cool, and was good at getting pretty girls to stand around our merch, and therefore attracting men to our merch. good system.

that evening we drove for a couple hours to Eugene to stay near the next nights venue. we were staying at the band Steps to Lydia's house. we decided to go stay in Eugene even though the next night was canceled. it was canceled because the venue we were playing at hadn't payed their electricity bill in three months, and had been shut off. staying at the Steps to Lydia house was an adventure in and of itself, containing hours of playing Tony Hawk, listening to either bands music, and just general kickage. we met a lot of cool people that weren't in the band like Bettsy and PRK.

keuller @ 2004-08-31T21:49:00

2004-09-01T04:49:09Z

This
Providence
a diary en route

Contained herein is my personal tour diary with only minor modifications. I will be backdating the entries so they are in proper order chronologically. If this is too confusing for some of you ... may God have mercy on your soul.

bored

2001-10-23T03:51:02Z

i found this interesting. if you care about anythign the bible has to offer, this might be interesting to you too.

> WHAT IS THE SHORTEST CHAPTER IN THE BIBLE?
> (ANSWER - PSALMS 117)
>
> WHAT IS THE LONGEST CHAPTER IN THE BIBLE?
> (ANSWER - PSALMS 119)
>
> WHICH CHAPTER IS IN THE CENTER OF THE BIBLE
> (ANSWER - PSALMS 118)
>
> FACT: THERE ARE 594 CHAPTERS BEFORE PSALMS 118
> FACT: THERE ARE 594 CHAPTERS AFTER PSALMS 118
>
> ADD THESE NUMBERS (594 + 594) AND YOU GET 1188
>
> WHAT IS THE CENTER VERSE IN THE BIBLE?
> (ANSWER - PSALMS 118:8)

well, that was a waste of space on my livejournal account. nighty