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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!!!

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In Woodland [CA] this Weekend…

… and having much fun. I’ve been neglecting my family for too long. One thing though, for those of you who have settled away from the nest, have you ever noticed how you tend to forget certain idiosyncratic tendencies and behaviors of your kin after you’ve spent time away from them, only to notice such abnormalities magnified 100 times during brief visits. Yikes, people — even family, even older family members for that matter — change over time. Um… from now on I need to pay more attention to my family. Or, the next time I come home I will not recognize them at all.

[Stop saying “duh” this is a new concept for me!]

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A House Party a Couple Weeks Back…

This party seriously rocked… no thanks to me, though. My stupid ass had no carpet to keep my kit from creeping away from me while I banged :(. Oh well. You live, you learn.

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ATTENTION: All Scum Sucking Fuckwipes of Portland!!!

STOP FUCKING WITH MY SHIT!!!

Two weeks ago, I came home to find that a pack of you shiftless cockgobblers destroyed my bike with your cowardly vandal shit while I was out of town. SHAME ON ME for leaving it unattended in my own yard for a night.

Ten minutes ago, I walk out of my practice space and find my car, unlocked, windows down, e-brake unlatched, partially blocking an intersection right smack in the middle of downtown Portland. Some mutherfuckin’, post-fraternity backwards capwearin’, fuckassed fucklick, drivin’ a late-model, raised w/oversized tires, chevy pickup, probably on his way to some Abercrombie and Fitch Gala in the Benson Hotel, decided on pulling/bending down my driverside window by wedging his fingers into the 1/2 inch crack that I left for my car to breath. He must have then reached in with his arm, unlocked my door, unlatched the brake, and pushed my car forward in the path of sign in the curb — that, luckily, prevented my car from going all the way out into the intersecting street– to make room for his gas guzzing, “manhood” increasing, never taken off paved roads and never to haul any payload of any kind, behemoth boy toy in it’s place.

Right now I want to return to that space, EITHER to take down his license plate to report him OR to bash in his faggotyassed, aftermarket headlights. I won’t. Either course of action would invariably make my life more complicated. ItI’m sick of being shat on, especially by THE WORST PHYLUM OF FUCKTARD… some spoiled ass, ass-primpin’, pud-poundin’, golf shirt wearin’, prepster ass shit bird who believes that he is so much better your common man that he can desecrate Joe Public’s shit at random and without consequence.

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A New Project of Mine: Kung Fu

I’ve been regularly attending classes 3 times a week for the past 2 months. The main instructor, who we call “Sifu” (Chinese for teacher) is both knowledgeable and patient. So are the advanced students who also guide and condition us, often disoriented, beginners.

I trained in Kenpo Karate for several years during Junior High and High School, so my acclimation this particular style of Kung Fu and how it is taught has not been as difficult as I’ve noticed it being for beginners for whom this training is their first exposure to martial arts. Make no mistake though, in spite of it being a beginners class, I found the training involved to be quite strenuous at times. Last night, we had to go all out, performing all that we’ve learned so far, as fast and as hard as we could for 18 minutes. There wasn’t a stitch of clothing on me that wasn’t drenched with sweat.

I’ve been pleased with my progress. However, my complete ineptitude for retaining names of the forms and techniques that I’ve been taught is starting to get embarrassing.

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My friends call me “IronGut”

… a large bowl of seafood chowder, an entire appetizer of breaded and fried calamari, a couple cocktails and countless beers — that is what I consumed last night, in efforts to prove to a certain west riverbank establishment (that we discovered, all but exploited folks’ desire for seated fireworks viewing) that I, and my party were profitable enough customers to justify the space that we occupied. Around 2:30 am or so, my abdominal entrails churned, heaved and ached quite severely, but they held out admirably, and processed their unruly contents without expelling them.

Thanks IronGut! You never let me down.

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Sick Day

I’m sick with the 70 degree flu, that is. Although after practice last night, I did drink the remainder of an Xtreme Orange Flavored Mountain Dew that Jane must have placed in the fridge, the caffeine from which kept me up half the night.

It’s now 9:23 am and I’m sitting in the Broadway computer lab at PSU typing away on an iMac, waiting for Jane to finish her doctor’s appointment. Fun , it is.

Anyway, I’ve barely used any sick time in my job and only five weeks remain before my departure. I’ve still got work that needs to get done, however its not imperative that any of it gets done today. The boss is out of town so what’s the harm… I’m sure I’ll find out tomorrow.

Anyway^2, check out the newly updated “RACKET!!!” section of this blog [wink], [wink],…[hint]….[hint].

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Cue Pomp and Circumstance…

…and roll out the red carpet MothraFuchers, The Daily Record of the Most Boringest Life on Earth has been GOOGLIZED! Entering “getyourthugon” or “daily record of the most boringest life on earth” into the search bar will bring up this page on the search list.

I knew that this day would come. Thank you dear readers for all of your support. 🙂

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A Question, For Those of You in the Know

The chosen past time of my friends and I the past few weeks has been to watch Twin Peaks while under the influence of heavy intoxicants. These get-togethers of ours introduce the “soap opera” to me for the first time. Now, I finally understand why the show received the fanfare that it did when it was first broadcast in my elementary and junior high school years.

Anyway, as I watch, I continually find myself wondering: is the, for lack of a better word, hokeyness of the noir cinematography, the ridiculously emotive/repetitive background music and the forced acting deliberate (after all, the eccentric characters and the intricate while seemingly spontaneous storyline were obviously quite carefully crafted) in which case I would rate these qualities on par with modern HBO dramas –a truly remarkable feat, considering the series was filmed for evening network TV in the early 90’s– OR are the above identified qualities in question the unintended byproducts of David Lynch and company’s style, that, coincidentally and quite perfectly, typify daytime soap operas?

I feel dumb asking this question because I think the answer is obvious to any hardcore TP fan. Unfortunately, the state of my consciousness during all of the episodes that I’ve seen so far, has hindered my ability to judge for myself.

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The Title of this Blog says “Daily Record”!…WTF!?!

Yeah, yeah I know alright. I’ve been busy as a mother this week. So like… sorry for not posting at the frequency I established for myself.

Next week things should cool down a bit — as if I don’t say that every week. Tonight I’m goin’ to Kuhn Pic’s Bahn Thai to meet friends for dinner. The restaurant is a converted house on Belmont. Overgrown shrubs obscure the vantange of onlookers from the street entrance. I stomped the grounds in front of it, for like, two years, cursing their uncontrolled vegetation, without knowing the true identity of that place. Jane finally enlightened me on an outing there for dinner a while back. Scrumptious, it was!

Tomorrow morning I’m goin’ to my usual Kung Fu lesson. Shortly thereafter, the band for which I drum, Clap Amp, will make it’s first attempt at multitrack recording. We hope that we can record three or four songs to put on a demo CD. On Mon, Aug. 1st we’re scheduled to open with Post Office Gals @ Chinatown’s Food Hole.