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The High Life…

I resolved to make the most out of Jolly ole Portland before my time here expires. Accordingly, I’ve been venturing out to Forest Park a few mornings a week over the past month. Forest Park is the Portland attraction I read about in National Geographic, but have never actually visited in my three and a half years of living in PDX proper.

I park my grossly out of place, ten year old Honda in need of body work alongside the late model SUV’s and Subaru Foresters. Never have I seen a greater concentration of Mini Coopers parked in any one neighborhood (including the Pearl).

On several mornings, I’ve run past a place on Aspen street where there’s a man, dressed in the most immaculate coveralls I’ve ever seen, working on some antique sports car in his, residential, hillside-stilt supported, private garage. I wouldn’t think much of it except a neon sign, that reads “Route 66 Garage” adorns it overhead. Every time I pass he looks up at me with either a bemused, or suspicious gaze. (I’m always across the street so I can’t really tell. What I can tell is that it’s not friendly or welcoming) “Having fun with your toys, you pretentious fuck? Was that sign a Christmas present from wifey? Can I bring MY car into Route 66 Garage for a tune up? What, you never seen a jogger before dillhole? Oh did I cause you to make a spotty-pooh on your coveralls ” are my collection of thought comebacks.

Other than the trust-funded health nuts that are out “humpin’ the trails” every morning, there seems to be a fair number of West Hills housewives sweating to keep their six figure husbands interested. Incidentally, many of these housewives pass me on the trails as if I were standing still — just to keep my pride in check. (If you’ve ever seen the movie Spanglish, each occasion re-enacts, at least at some level, militant Tia Leone’s “…on your left!”.)

I now know why FINDING the trailheads to largest urban park in the nation seems to have been deliberately made difficult (i.e. NW Thurman is the ONLY straight shot from the Alphabet district to the closest trailhead) : to keep out MY KIND OF PEOPLE. Too bad. I say this to the prevailing enjoyers of Forest Park, “keep a tight grip on your REI graphite/composite walking sticks and nifty camelback watering bags ‘cuz there’s a Thug in the park mothrafuchers.”

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DUMB MOVE

A couple posts ago I put up the Craigslist ad that my other band Flapjaks posted in our search for a female vocalist. True to Craigslist form, responses to our post were rapid and numerous; I took the post down after only two days, because by then we already had more interested folks than we could possibly audition. I pointed interested responders to this site to listen to samples of our music. I warned them that our samples are rough and that this site was my personal blog and explicitly stated that it would probably be in their best interests to ignore my rants. … seems reasonable right!?!

Well I noticed a marked reduction in correspondence frequency regarding our search AFTER I sent the emails pointing our candidates to this site. Could it really be our music? Perhaps. But after our second audition last night, a second, more plausible explanation came to my mind. The candidate hinted that, after taking a peek at this site to hear the samples, she really didn’t know what she should expect. Perhaps the portrait, in my profile, of that mulleted creature and his offspring that I pass of as my own may have elicited the slightest hint of doubt in our promise as a band.

TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE NOT YET MET ME FACE-TO-FACE:
While the portrait contained in the “Profile” section does accurately convey my electronic persona, it is not an accurate rendering of my physical appearance.

Anyway, we hope that our vocalist search is over. The female who auditioned last night is better than what we had hoped.

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“Moving Hell”…

… the reason that I mislead myself into believing as to why I have not been posting at my desired frequency. For this particular move — I think for the first time in my moving history (which is, as is probably the case for many folks my age, extensive) — I’ve actually given myself enough time to get a good helping of my sh!t packed before loading day.

Because my Seattle digs are substantially smaller than my current P-town ones, I’ve made Goodwill runs aplenty. And, to prevent the usual lower back strain induced from packing solid, a single 10 cubic foot box full of books, Jane and I raided the Veteran’s Hospital in the wee hours to amass a collection of boxes of suitable volume, strength and rigidity to contain all of our belongings. I’ve even reserved, well enough in advance to prevent the usual hassle, the U-haul.

All of this preparation has not made the actual task of physically translating my belongings from one point in space to another, any more enjoyable than it usually is… well maybe it has. Usually, a few days before the event of loading up the truck, my stomach is in knots. No so, right now. Enough reflection though, many an article remains to be spatially oriented into corrugated cubes for translation.

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Female Vocalist Wanted

Reply to: thugwithyoyo@hotmail.com
Date: 2005-08-16, 3:26PM PDT

Only those who posses a bluesy singing style and a punk rock attitude need apply (knitters welcome). Also, prospective candidates who can truthfully boast of their past, or ongoing, formal voice training will be preferred.

We call ourselves Flapjaks* and a sultry female voice would greatly enhance guitar-drum duo sound. While we already have several song ideas that we plan to record in the near future, we would most certainly welcome, and hope to benefit from, a vocalist’s creative insight.

Our music is pretty rocky… bridging that great divide between metal and folk with sprinkles of country thrown in, on occasion, for yuks. We’re LAID BACK and we practice on a weekly to bi-weekly basis. At present, we’re hobbyists, however, we would certainly be willing to play out if the opportunity arises.

*Band name negotiable

this is in or around PDX proper

no — it’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

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“Gee Thug… What have you been up to!?!”

What follows is an email I drafted for a friend of mine who wanted to better understand entropy. For whatever reason, exactly what I’m not sure, she said she hoped the 2nd law of thermo would support her anti-creationist position in a debate with her sci-fi authoring pop.

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Whoa. You and your dad have deep convos. My dad and I restrict our topics of discussion to cars, trucks and sometimes planes. Please excuse the tone of the lecture that follows. It is as much for me (as practice for explaining physiology to nursing students) as it is for you:

Entropy is the tendency of all physical systems, over time, to assume configurations that maximize the number of different possible states that they may assume at a given energy level. For a particular energy, the number of available configuration states is greatest when that system is most “disordered” as popular science authors rightly call it. (Yeah that definition is definitely opaque – let me try to explain. By the way, “Energy”, basically, is the potential to perform “work” (the amount of force exerted over a given amount of time) or generate heat; both heat and work are forms of energy). Examples of ordered vs. disordered states are respectively: an intact teacup (ordered state) before it shatters (disordered state of equivalent energy), a cold glass of water in a hot room that when left by itself in the heat, warms up to room temperature, even a living person before that person dies is an example of an ordered configuration state and the corresponding disordered state that is inevitable with time. In our world, as time passes, entropy drives structures to erode, forces objects of initially different temperatures, to reach an equivalent temperature after they are brought into thermal contact, what causes certain elements to spontaneously decay, and what ensures that different gases, kept in the same container, will always mix.

Entropy increases as the number of available states increase. Interestingly though, as the number of available states, hence entropy, increases, the likelihood that the system will return to a configuration of fewer available states diminishes exponentially. This is why entropy always increases rather than decreases; why we never observe sand spontaneously organizing itself into a ceramic teacup, why one never finds water, after having been left in a room by itself for any length of time, to have heated up to a higher temperature than the room and why dead bodies never form themselves back into living people (at least we don’t think so, maybe they will for Armageddon). Some physicists believe, I’m not sure if what follows is an accepted theory to the origins of entropy, that entropy stems from the fact that our universe is presently expanding; that is, ALL galaxies are ALL moving away from each other.

Boltzmann, using Einstein’s principle of quantum states, devised the concept of entropy to characterize how microscopic states of gases determine their macroscopic properties, such as pressure, temperature, volume etc. The observed tendency for the entropy of physical systems to always increase is the second law of thermodynamics. Entropy drives many other processes in physical systems, above are just some common examples that I borrowed.

The second law of thermo is based from a science called Statistical Mechanics (the bane of physics students everywhere) which simply finds that it is extremely statistically unlikely that a given system (i.e. a contained gas) will spontaneously assume a higher energy state (different particles will confine themselves to separate spatial locations in the container and not mix) at the macroscopic level. Statistical mechanics, like quantum mechanics, describes applicable phenomena (i.e. behavior of gasses, contraction/expansion of solids with temperature, states of fluids etc.) in terms of quantum states. Quantum states refer to the discrete, as opposed to continuous, configurations that constituents of the system are allowed to occupy; for example, electrons can occupy a given orbital in an atom or it can’t, an electron cannot partially occupy an orbital and partially occupy another. An example of a quantum state in statistical mechanics would be the ways in which poly-atomic gas particles are able to vibrate, there are only a finite amount of ways depending upon the number of constituent sub-particles and the geometry of how they bond together. This concept of “quantum states” to describe microscopic phenomena has only been around for about a century and a half.

Quantum Mechanics, like Statistical Mechanics, explains the behavior of phenomena statistically. Quantum phenomena, like everything else physical in our universe, must obey the second law of thermodynamics. However, Quantum mechanics, because of its statistical framework can account for some strange behaviors that can seem to contradict the 2nd law of thermo based on our expectations of everyday phenomena, but actually do not. One of those is the phenomenon of “particle tunneling” where particles can traverse barriers that we would intuitively expect to completely contain them. According to quantum mechanics, it’s a statistical possibility that if a person throws a baseball at a steel plate it can “tunnel” through it because the baseball’s absolute location and absolute momentum cannot both be known at the same time. We don’t observe this because tunneling is extremely improbable for large particles, it’s less improbable, though, for small particles and we would not have semi-conductors, hence, any modern electronics if tunneling didn’t actually happen.

Here’s a tasty tidbit to talk about with your pop that relates both the 2nd law of thermo and quantum mechanics: tell him that protons, the building blocks of all stable matter in our world, are themselves, believed to be unstable. That is, that they are likely to spontaneously break down into smaller subatomic particles after a long enough amount of time passes. Now, granted this length of time is much greater than the longevity of our universe if it is to end in the “cosmic crunch” so we would really not have anything to worry about if we humans can manage to live that long. We’d happily be fused together like all the rest of our matter family before we’d fall to pieces due to failing proton integrity.

Happy father-daughter bonding!!!