Friday, August 22, 2008

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[Hilary making a small splash. Foto: Amelie Von Bibra]

Every time something really good happens, or an undeserved blessing is received, a person can believe that they deserved it and earned it, or it's the result of chance, or it's a direct blessing from God. But, praise God, He inspired James to write the following reminder of true reality:

"Don't be deceived, my dear brothers. Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows."

When something good, anything good, happens to you, you are being blessed by God. You have the favor of God! God is smiling on you! He is willing to forgive your sins if you ask him, he is willing to bless you, if you have faith!

Today Kami-sama smiled on me, and I have the favor of a beloved daughter of God...


Thanks

Saturday, August 16, 2008

More pics



People talk about their vacations not lasting long enough, but I have experienced the strangest thing in the last few trips I've taken (ok, it happened with China, too). Normal a week go by in a flash. But with a vacation, 1 week feels like 1 month. A good month. Everything is refreshed, re-charged, my spirit is ready to go, though normally I am a little tired, physically. By the time I get done with my vacation, and get back to State College, I feel like I haven't been there for ages, like I'm switching between worlds again. Anyway, it was a good vacation.

Order of operations (& photos)

1st day: Visited the Ogdens, in Seattle. Mom talked with her life-long friend/missionary in Africa Carol, while I explored West Seattle & Alki beach. Ate at Yasuko's, a teriyaki restaurant. Ah Teriyaki, how I have missed thee, thy sumptuous flavors, thy piles of white rice, thy shredded, slightly wilting heap of vegtables normally shoved into the corner of your pearlescent Styrofoam exterior... saw Grandpa, looked really healthy and cheerful, went to Costcos, bought an enormous amount of food to be consumed over the next 4 days.

2nd day: Took the ferry into Seattle, busted around town, visited SPU, talked with my old prof, got a few suggested readings, headed back on the passenger ferry w/dad, ate some really good chili.

3rd day: Went to the beach, chased crabs, snakes, wandered around, grabbed some film from Walmart, ate a really good pot-roast. Munched on black berries. Listened to some cool stories from Grandpa. He's such a good driver that, during the depression, the forest service had him driving around mountains stringing wire, even though he was only 15. When he told them he was 15, they crossed out his age, and filled in 18. His life is a very interesting one.

4th day: Cleaned up, said goodbye to Grandpa, headed to Seattle, went to Ivars, ate some fat encrusted but really good fried oysters, met up with Sally, drove back to E. side, ate Mexican food w/Marian and Jacob, got dropped off at the Boothmans, helped load a horse trailer with various produce items. Watch the most fascinating phenomena that is the Boothmans making bread. Loaded the extremely delicious looking bread onto the truck. Try to go to sleep. End up talking with Peter till 1:00. Finally fall asleep at 3.

5th day: Awake to Roger telling me not to jump out of bed too fast at 5:30. Drive to Farmers Market w/Peter. Set up camp. Participate in the most fascinating phenomena that is the Boothmans selling produce and [very delicious] bread. Finish up at 1:30. Catch the last 15 minutes of the Logos alumni reunion. I really like that school. Get dropped off at John Lang's place. Conk out on the couch. Watch a Star Treck episode. Matt P comes. We eat some REALLY good spare ribs (thanks John). Play some monopoly spin-off space game. It's fun. I lose first. (Whyyyy?) Watch a 2 hour episode of star treck about going back in time. It's funny. Go home go to sleep.

6th day: Sunday. Go to Pullman E. Free. Really great church... Doug talks about consequences of the resurrection, and the security we have in risk taking. Meet Pastor Cesar & his wife. Wow. People full of character. See all sorts of people I haven't seen in a while. Ian Skavdahl leads worship. He is really good. A hymn he arranged gets stuck in my head for the next 3 days. Have lunch with the family. Ride on Jacob's motorcycle. I want a motorcycle now. Play Croquet. Marian wins 2 rounds in a row. I get last place 2 rounds in a row. (Whyyyy???). Play sock golf with Jacob. I launch the sock onto the roof of his house. Then, over a barbed wire, into a muddy creek. I lose both times. (WHYYY??). We all have dinner at home. We eat Barbecued ribs again. They are REALLY good. We play rook. I lose. Mom wins. She didn't even want to play....

7th day: Inner tubing! Jacob needs to burn vacation days before the start of his masters degree. We bust over to the Selway. The ride takes 3 hours but seems like 2. Selway falls is great. The weather = good. Water = cold. Lots of big fish in the water. Jacob mysteriously floats down the river much faster than me, despite my best efforts. We both learn to steer away from the rocks. Rapids = fun, until you get really cold. 5 hours later, we get to our bikes, and bike back to the car.
Ride back = 3 hours but seems like 5. We eat, uh some roast. It's really good.

8th day: I visit Marc Weber, who I used to work for at WSU. He shows me the new positron accelerator, and possibly offers me some work. Visit John Lang's lab. He smashes diamonds for a living. His lab has a LOT of money. And several very large guns. Eat lunch at a Japanese restaurant with Mom and Marian. Oishkatta! Go to Tristate. "Idaho's most interesting store!" I don't like shopping. Pick up photos. Go home & pack. Get delivered to the Airport. Smell Pullman for the last time in a while. Fly home.

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3 different cameras used here, I'd be curious to know what you think, or if you can differentiate between the cameras, based on the fotos

Unmarked: Nikon D40
White bordered: film (Scanned. On a bad scanner.)
S: Sanyo Xacti

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Hands

Christine Boothman making cinnamon rolls for the market. Film!

Got a lot of photos from my vacation at home, I'll be uploading them soon. Some of my best were taken by film, though, and I'm trying to figure out how to convert them, my old scanner isn't working too well.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

The Pip


Saturday, August 02, 2008

Not to beat a dead horse, but...

I had a really stimulating conversation with Marian tonight. Hmm, it's 2, I should be asleep by now.

First, have you ever taken a really good look at the amazing vegetable that is the beet? It isn't amazing so much for the flavor as for the fact that the intensity of the color of the juice and flesh rivals that of dioxozine violet, which has the highest intensity ranking of any pigment in my stash of probably hundreds of paint tubes. I was cutting beets up tonight, and I almost whipped out a round #6 to dip in the juice and start sketching. I told Marian that if I ate only beets for a solid month I'd start turning purple. Biochem genius little sister doesn't think so for all sorts of sciency reasons. But gorsh... it's just so purple! How couldn't you change color??

Then, second, evolution (again). Marian is a stout girl, it is not easy to believe what she believes in her circles. This was my question. Well, this isn't directly my question, I need to work up to it. Evolution takes a looong time. But the reason it takes so long isn't because the process is necessarily slow, it's because it is un directed. If you think about it, we can speed up the evolution process probably by a factor of a million, by eliminating the probability problems involved with having a one-in-a-million horse needing to find another of the opposite sex. We've known this for thousands of years, it's why we have chihuahuas and Saint Bernards, corn, reasonably sized strawberries, wheat, etc.

We have lab rats that can reproduce every month or something. We have generations and generations to work with, in which we can selectively sort, and breed. Fruit flies are even faster, and my sister's bacteria have a duplication time or (or something... sorry, Marian...) of like, 20 minutes.

So my question is, if we can do all this, why has no one, in the lab, thus far, to my knowledge, demonstrated a rat becoming something, like, oh, I dunno, a mouse? Maybe that's a little extreme, here's a little easier. How come, with the thousands of generations of rats we've bred, no one has come up with something that is not a rat. Start with a rat, and get something that is not a rat. Fruit flies - we can do all sorts of crazy things with them. Genetically warp them to get eyes on the ends of their antennae, etc. So, how come, with the billions of fruitfly generations that have come and gone, we don't have any examples of someone starting with a fruit fly, selectively breeding, and ending up with something not a fly? Or, starting with E.Coli, and becoming not E.Coli?

Here is a graph I cooked up in 30 seconds. Actually, I am going to make it up after I type this sentence, but I'm assuming it will only take me 30 seconds (maybe less) because I already have this sweet function that outputs noisy signals:


This is a white noise signal, I won't go into the details of what that means. The important thing is that, if you had 1000 seconds, or 10000 seconds of perfect, infinite band white noise, it would all average out to (nearly) the same thing. But if you look at how the signal is changing, from 0.1 second to 0.2 seconds, you might conclude that, given 3 more seconds, your signal might end up near -130.4, instead of near 0, like it actually does.
Relating the graph to canines, (this is a thought experiment) what if you were to consider the vertical axis of the graph to be variation in dog-ness. Maybe an abnormally high vertical spike is a Saint Bernard, and negative spike is a Weiner, and 0 is your "platonic dog form" or whatever. No matter how hard we try breeding, and we've been doing it for thousands of years, we can't change the average, we can't change any one component of the signal so that it starts branching away from the average, 0. But, if you were to look at any 10 or 20 generations of intense selective breeding, you might honestly think that you were.
I'm willing to believe that evolution like the type proposed by scientists everywhere, actually occurs, if someone can show me that they can take a dog, and another dog, and turn it into not a dog, using selective breeding. Like my Uncle Ted pointed out, Christians have been proposing this sort of test for thousands of years. "If Baal is God, worship him. But if YHWH is God, worship him."
I have been in the "scientific community" long enough now, to realize that things are never, (ever) as cut and dry as BBC would have you believe. I work in acoustics. Physical acoustics can be a very clean science. I am dealing with gas properties, and experiments are often extremely repeatable. The outcomes can be modelled with an almost arbitrary accuracy, depending on how closely you want to simulate the environmental conditions. But even in this field, which is relatively simple compared to the workings of biological systems, there are unsolved mysteries. We aren't even close to knowing everything yet. The smartest minds in the field still argue with eachother over all sorts of things.
So I guess I can boil these thoughts down to 2 questions:
1) If evolution actually occurs on the scale that people claim, why hasn't anyone reproduced this kind of thing with rats or fruitflies? Why do we still have dogs, for all our thousands of years of trying to make them something else?
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2) Why are people so certain? "The fossil record is obvious." Whatever. I've seen the half-frog half-fish fossils, the hominid skulls, the "feathers" on late dinosaurs, the spurs on Boa's, etc. But I've also heard geniuses differ on how to assemble the facts found in fields that are far, far, words almost can't express how far, simpler. People honestly expect me to believe that the fossil record is "obvious?" Turn your drisophila into a housefly, and I'll take evolution, as proposed, off the theory shelf.