Thursday, September 3, 2015
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
final wunibar post
Outsider status has often been an advantage when making the kind of anthropological observations that wunibar is rightly famous for. In the best wunibar-related posts, I am the God object in a spaghetti with meatballs, black-rye sandwich with herring.
However, I recognise very little of wunibar today, and after reading Dostoyevsky's 'Notes from the underground' this past week (the original wunibar?), I have to concede I'll never hit those contemptuous heights -- and booze prices make it more difficult to hit these contemptuous lows:
"I drowned my sorrows in great bumpers of claret and sherry. I was so unused to it that I got drunk very quickly, and my anger increased with my intoxication. Suddenly I wanted to be outrageously rude to every one of them on wunibar.blogspot.com, and then go. To find the right moment and show them who I was: make them say, 'He may be ridiculous, but he's damned clever ...' and ... and ... in short, to hell with them!" (Wunibar, 1864, p. 88)
Sunday, October 30, 2011
velocity analysis
recordings on the actuator. figure out a way of getting a velocity K
for that. (like in that admittance paper. this will get us our
stability mass criteria)
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Calming yellow
This building houses Headspace Illawarra, an organisation that runs, among other things, workshops for teenagers dealing with anxiety. Nothing anxiety inducing about that!
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
marketing lecture
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Stack!!
Unbelievable! Head-on entaglement with a skateboarder speeding down! I'm losing it. Wait,does this mean I've the emotional moral vigour of a union thug? If only there was an out-of-control street car heading toward the institute.
Best thing ever
At the KB in town, and been enjoying these two incredibly fired up fire-fighter union heavies. Too many killer lines to repeat. But, an officeworks delivery van was reversing into a massive spot and had kind of stopped but they started yelling out "you've got a metre" and encouraging him to keep going until he smashed into the car behind him at which point they started yelling "sucked in, cunt!". Just such a sweet afternoon.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
[Secondary side-post]
Then I find a quarter-full bottle of the outstanding Beaujolais-Villages! [Serious] problem [seriously] averted. If this bottle gets me through to the end of Kool Keith's 'Black Elvis', I'll be apples.











