Project Update and Computer Irony

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Eugene asked me today via email how things were going. I figured I should post the response here too so that other people can know what’s up too:

It’s going alright. Low efficiency though since I’m constantly distracted by stuff. Also, since I want to do it the “right way” sometimes it’s a lot slower (as opposed to building it in Rails at the loss of some extensibility and compatibility since I’m trying to make it so that other people can run it on their own server). If it was just an app running on one server with no one else using it, then rails would probably be the best way.

I’m hoping to get a really basic version released (nothing really special) next week so other people can play around with it too. At the same time, I’m going to try to set up the commercial side of it (but not release it to the public yet) so that I can try focusing on security and speed.

But in all, it’s more difficult than I imagined. Most of the time is spent debating what’s the best way to do it and by looking at how other scripts do it.

There are also some setbacks….like these past days, windows suddenly began corrupting my files after each reboot or hibernation for no good reason. Actually, I think it’s this program called RollBack Rx which is supposed to be a data recovery software that runs in the background (yeah, what irony). So I went to uninstall the program, but after I uninstalled it, the program took with it a chunk of core windows files which rendered windows useless.

So I used a Feisty live cd to mount the C drive over samba and used my other computer to copy over files from the windows cd. Unfortunately, that didn’t help at all.

So I went to reinstall windows. But I discovered that my DVD/CD drive suddenly couldn’t read CD-Rs (I’m working with Toshiba to get it exchanged although they want me to send my whole laptop in). My two windows CDs were both CD-Rs (legit versions, might I add).

Finally, I decided to install Feisty since it was a hard-pressed CD (I got it from the Ship-It service) and my CD/DVD drive could read that. Since I don’t use tablet functionality a lot when I’m at home, I figured I could live with Ubuntu for a while until I get my DVD/CD drive fixed.

It’s surprisingly good. It actually set up my digitizer pen out of the box (although right click doesn’t work). Wireless also works out of the box. Video and audio are good (although I had to tweak video a bit). It even tells me that the battery life on the logitech wireless mice is only at 14%!

Well, in truth, it’s not like I didn’t know that Feisty was good. Three of Avery’s computers run Ubuntu so I had quite some experience with it. But compared to two years ago when I tried out Ubuntu, Feisty does very good hardware detection. So I’ll probably be using Ubuntu for a while until I can get windows back on (mainly for MS OneNote).

A Little Performance

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From time to time, Avery House (the house I live in) holds social events of various kinds. One such social event is this faculty dinner/dessert night thing where we students invite professors to come and eat dinner with us. This is usually followed by dessert and some performance by the students.

Last month (February), we held one of these dessert night things. I heard from people that last time, most of the performances were classical (vocal and/or instrumental). This time, the new organizer (Ning) was trying to get some variety with music genres to keep things interesting. Since I dabble on the guitar a lot, we teamed up, and along with a drummer (Ryan), we scrapped together some really crappy equipment (the crappy/cheap guitar I had here at Caltech, a cheap electronic drum set, and an alright PA/mixer system).

The video is here: Avery House (Caltech) - Winter Dessert Night 2007

I play in the first song, middle part (~22:56) and in the last song (~1:03:11). Forgive me for trying to sing, and for picking an emo song (Vindicated). I didn’t have a second guitarist, a bass player, a decent drum set, or a decent guitar to attempt a good rock song. In addition, I’m wasn’t sure the faculty would have enjoyed some of the songs I wanted to play. Well, I wanted to do “Bitch Please II” by Eminem, Dr. Dre, Xzbit, Snoop Dogg, and Nate Dogg but I was talked out of it…

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I Felt Sorry For Her

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Today, I was going to my Physics 2A class, Statistical and Thermal Physics, when I was stopped by a family who was visiting Caltech with their daughter. They asked where to find 201 Bridge which just happened to be my physics course so I told them to follow me.

Along the way, I briefed them as we were walking: “So this course is thermal and statistical physics with quantum mechanics…”

“What level course is this?” The father asked.

“A sophomore level course,” I answered.

“She’s a junior in high school,” the father said, trying to make conversation.

I nodded, not really knowing how to respond to that. But I hesitated a bit when I remembered that this is statistical physics we’re talking about here so I tried to warn them beforehand: “So there’s a lot of math in the lecture, and it may be….[I paused trying to find the right word that wasn't insulting] a lot of handle. Just don’t worry about it…”

They smiled, and the Dad said: “Well, she’s in AP Calculus right now.”

As we walked up to the lecture hall, I pointed out a few things to them.

When the lecture started, it was about the derivation of Fermi gases and using them to approximate conduction in a crystal lattice (a metal) and also in a gravitational field (a star/white dwarf/neutrino/black hole). It was pretty math heavy and the professor was on a roll today throwing out all sorts of jargon: Ferimons, bosons, Maxwell-Boltzman gases, n-space, quantum concentration, Sandrasekhar mass, etc. He was also using a lot of mathematical shortcuts without much explanation. Of course, we students in the class were able to understand him since we had the previous lectures and readings. But for a junior in high school learning Calculus, I would imagine that the lecture would be pretty cryptic! Hell, if I was a junior in high school, I would be like: “WTF are Fermi gases? What’s with this math?! I need to get out of here!”

So throughout the lecture, I was kind of cringing every time something really complex came up since I felt sorry for girl. But at the end of lecture though, I looked over at the family, and they had these big smiles on their faces like: “I don’t understand a thing, but that was friggin’ awesome!” That kind of made me smile too :).

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On How I Suddenly Have 2 TI-89 Calculators

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At the end of last term, my Ti-89 calculator suddenly disappeared and I had to resort to a mix between Mathematica, vTI, old school (paper and pencil), and borrowing other people’s calculators at various times. It was very strange since I remembered that I had it in my room and then suddenly it was gone the next day. I asked people who I normally came into my room if they knew anything about the calculator and they didn’t. Sighing, I camped out a bit on eBay and got myself a used Ti-89 for pretty cheap, and all was well.

Well, until just a few days ago when this girl (who I know) who stops by my room a lot to ask my roommate questions about problem sets suddenly pulled out a calculator and asked: “This doesn’t happen to be your calculator, does it?” And then noticing that I had a Ti-89 on my desk, said: “Oh, nevermind, you already have one.”

Intrigued, and my brain suddenly piecing together all of the facts clearly, I asked to see the calculator anyway. Already I knew this had to be my calculator because it was so ovbious now how this happened (that she took my calculator). But bringing up the VAR-LINK confirmed my thoughts. The calculator was mine since it had a gameboy emulator and a bunch of early gameboy games, etc, that I used to use to pass some time in high school…

She was kind of startled when I told her that my calculator was missing since last term, but I found it much more amusing that this happened. I admit I was kind of annoyed last term when I had to take quizzes and work on problem sets, but I’ve gotten over that. Moreover, I think I was kind of amused that I overlooked her when I was thinking of the list of people who could have accidentally taken the calculator. In retrospect, it’s all so clear: She frequently stops by my room, and I recall now that on the day my calculator disappeared, she asked to borrow my calculator for a second to make a quick calculation. Unfortuantely, she ended up accidentally taking it with her.

So that’s the end of the boring calculator story and how I suddenly have 2 Ti-89 calculators. I can make calculations twice as fast now (maybe not)! Irony strikes me again!

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Irony: My Caltech Advisor

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Upon my arrival to Caltech on Day 1, I went to pick up a big envelope that included a bunch of information such as the advisor assigned to you.

Oh, you know, everything was all fine and all until I read who my advisor happened to be and then nearly died of irony.

You see, my advisor is Demetri Psaltis. Yes, that Dr. Psaltis. He’s one of the big names in Holography and Optics research today. Literally, almost every optics publication ends up citing some paper of his. Well, at least I know that’s true for holographic data storage.

The story starts two years earlier when I was at the Georgia Institute of Technology as a NASA SHARP summer student. I was placed under Dr. Ali Adibi’s Optics group there (actually working with one of Dr. Adibi’s graduate students, Omid). Dr. Adibi was a pretty famous name in holography at the time already since he made a big breakthrough in holographic storage while he was a postdoctorial scholar at Caltech. Dr. Adibi was working under, well what do you know, Dr. Psaltis! During my time at GaTech, I had to read a lot of holography papers and just about the majority of them were by Dr. Psaltis and his research team at Caltech. In fact, reading about research coming from Caltech was one of the reasons why I chose this school in the end.

In one of my Caltech admissions essays, I actually wrote about what I mentioned to you above. I didn’t think they’d really care though. Apparently, I was wrong. Heh, the irony! Who would have thought that the author of the papers I were reading two years ago would actually be my advisor? Who would have thought that I would actually be at Caltech?

I bet that somewhere, someone is laughing in an evil manner at me. I have breakfast with Dr. Psaltis tomorrow so I hope he doesn’t drill me in holography or anything like that!

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Camping Trip!

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I haven’t been posting much lately for some reasons:

  1. I work full time.
  2. I use the computer a lot at work so when I get home, I tend to do non-computer stuff like play the guitar and piano.
  3. The recent rainy days serverely hindered my attempts at getting online though my dial up connection (I can’t connect since my phone lines are messed up).
  4. I’m reading Bleach manga.
  5. When I’m on the computer, I get kicked off, because, well, “my eyes need to rest for being on the computer all day.”

Blah. Enough with the poor excuses. So there were some stub posts I wrote and saved as drafts but never released them because they were not finished. So I decided not to make this camping trip post a draft and just post a fraction of how it was. Instead of recapping the whole trip, I’ll just write what I thought about it. If you want a recap from Eugene’s point of view, just head over to his site.

So I got back four days ago from a camping trip with Euge, Steve, Dave, Ricky, Christina, Ally, Carli, Leah, and Ashley. It was exactly what I needed to regain my energy. Too long have I felt very listless, bloated, and tiresome. I wasn’t in balance, my energy was low, I felt weak, and my body was always tense and stressed. After coming back from the camping trip, I feel very relaxed and like I have more energy than before.

I think being in nature gives one a higher sense of connectivity to the ambient energy that exists around the living things of the forest (according to Eastern thought). I don’t think this kind of energy exists around the city of the suburbs. I was very impressed by the waterfall we visited. I don’t know why, but I got this feeling that the water carried strong chi with it, and so when I placed the palms of the hands on the surface of the water, I felt like I was absorbing energy. This feeling also occurred when I was walking around in the water. I imagined that the chi from the ground and water flowed through Kidney 1 (Bubbling Spring) which is a point about an inch above the center of the bottom of the foot. It was very cool. There was this spot around the center of the waterfall that was dry so I sat there and tried some meditation. It was a perfect spot. In stories and legends, there is this stereotype that the martial arts masters meditated around waterfalls. The sound of water combined with the crisp air and cool water adds a spiritual element to meditation which goes back to my point about accumulating energy.

Saturday was great. Besides the waterfall, we went to Boulder Field which was a very strange field covered maybe for 1/2 sq. mile with round large rocks. The way to navigate the fields is to hop from rock to rock. Almost immediately, I was reminded of this being a great training ground. Imagine post training but with tons of rocks instead! Also, as we followed each other hopping around, I amused myself by having flashback to Naruto where the characters hop from tree to tree. I was very happy with the two places we visited. Even the rain didn’t get me down! Also, there’s nothing like the heat of a self-built wood fire!

So, I got some energy back. I did rock training, and balance training (by standing on logs and rocks whenever I got a spare chance). I practiced a few katas with Dave and meditated at night. I think I improved a bit. Oh, I also tried to practice throwing sticks, but I didn’t advance much in that field.

The people there were, of course, awesome. The girls seemed to know everything and put together a fine camping trip. It was fun to be around them. Us guys had a good time joking around. It’s too bad we might not all get to hang out much longer.

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Senior Prom!

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Yeah, yeah, I know. This is kind of late. Therefore, I’ll just write something very short and uninteresting so that I can just keep a record of my adventures.

The Saturday past (June 4th), I went to my high school’s senior prom with the great Mansi Shah! I had a great time with her and my friends. It was also great seeing a lot of other people there. I’m kind of glad it turned out to be a good event unlike how the Soph dance turned out to be. Afterprom was disagreeable–it was like a prison since we couldn’t leave until 5AM. The best part was playing about an hour of cup with the Acorn group and other fellows. Mansi and I tried to participate in some of the games, but the lines were too long/people were butting in front. I was a little mad that I couldn’t hit the bell in the hammer game. I promise that I’ll defeat it the next time I meet it or one of its derivatives otherwise I’ll lose my honor. Finally, Mansi and I decided we just sucked at life and lounged around doing nothing like everyone else. After that, everyone disappeared to their abodes.

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The End of High School

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Yesterday was senior appreciation day where the seniors implicitly get a break with the dress code, are entertained by peers through a talent show, and fed by an outdoor barbecue which ideally would have taken place with an outside picnic.

Unfortunately, the weather yesterday was just all around bad. The skies were dark in the morning which quickly led to moderate raining throughout the rest of the day–completely destroying any idea of a picnic. Therefore, after the talent show, there was a frenzied rush to obtain food in a small crowded space which resulted in huge lines and hungry seniors.

That was when a group of my friends and other groups of friends decided to eat at Friendly’s instead at Granite Run Mall. But first, I would like to comment on the talent show.

There were many great performers in the talent show including singers, dancers, musicians (of the instrument type), and anything-goes-non-classifiable performers. Being slightly biased in my preferences, I liked the bands (like Fed’s band) and Tom and Thaddeus’ dance off at the end. But I enjoyed all of the performances and had a good time.

I had an act too which was supposed to have been kept secret, but the details were passed around the school nevertheless. As everyone already knew, I was playing “the mario theme.” Luckily, I still had a few tricks up my sleeve so that it wasn’t just “the mario theme,” but “whole-bunches of mario themes.” Honestly, I was kind of worried about playing. The days before the talent show, I was trying to practice, but I felt that I was hitting a plateau in my performance. I originally auditioned with a 10 minute or so piece, but since I had to cut down my act to around 4 minutes, I made numerous cuts, splices, and upped the tempo on the themes. I don’t think my fingers and finger-wrist muscles were as developed as they could have been, so when I was playing much faster than I normally played it, my fingers wouldn’t respond as well and became very lazy when hitting notes. The ending of my act was brutal too since I had to make chord jumps at high speeds. This is something I’m not very good at, and in practice, I frequently miss notes or hit the wrong ones. Therefore, in the attempt to perfect the ending, I burnt myself out the past two days repeating the ending over and over again.

The actual performance at the talent show was perhaps the worst I’ve ever played it. One problem was that the super-awesome Steinway $20,000+ grand piano wasn’t loud enough to overcome all of the commotion in the auditorium so I had to forcefully play louder. This led to less finger mobility which caused me to miss a lot of notes in fast passages. This also fatigued my fingers and wrists a lot so when I got to the hardest part, the end, my fingers were very sloppy getting the right chords and notes, and I messed up many times during the jumps and the arpeggios.

The good news was that a bunch of the mistakes went unnoticed since I was playing very fast, and because the noise that the audience made masked some of the harmony.

Thanks to everyone who applauded and to those people like Felix who stood up too. However, I only take performance credit and the slightest modification to the order and links between the themes. I got the idea and the sheet music from The Video Game Pianist whose skills surpass mine at least five times. If you check out the videos section of his site, you can see him perform. He makes everything seem effortless! Finally, if you like what he did (or what I did), you can learn the music yourself in the sheet music section of the site. Most of the pieces are very easy too but just sound cool.

So afterwards a group of us went to Friendly’s because Mare used her persuasion techniques to convince a lot of people to go (including me). I went with the Steve group and happened to be the last to arrive! To my bad luck, there wasn’t a seat left for me so everyone was being nice and tried some solutions until a seat arrived. So I sat at the “literary discussion” table.

Everything on the menu looked the same so it took me ages to decide on what to order. I ended up getting Fish and Chips! We all ate, talked, looked around, repeat, etc. The good thing was that the table I was eating at wasn’t as awkward as the “awkward table” that included Steve, Carli, etc.

Like all good math students, we had trouble calculating the payment at the end and tipping.

Then the Mare-group decided to hang around in the Mall so the rest of us decided that wouldn’t be such a bad idea. Since I’m running out of words right now, I’ll just give a quick recap of how the Mall went:

  1. People gather around entrance. Wait around.
  2. The Acorn-like group splits from the Mare-group.
  3. Eugene walks to Radioshack. We follow.
  4. Dave considers getting blood pressure tested and having everyone else do the same. Idea fails.
  5. Christina-person and friends gets idea of having the guys try out funny clothes. Mike heartily agrees with the idea but declares self a non-inertial observer. Idea works and we all laugh at the zoot suit that Eugene wears. Well, okay, it didn’t work.
  6. Eugene runs off.
  7. We-group -> Showcase comics. Browse around. See strange comics like: “Story of Christ” and “Assasination of Abraham Lincoln.” Leave.
  8. We-group hang around outside. Eugene shows up with Half Life 2.
  9. Bookstore goto. Book looking. Some people buy books. We leave.
  10. Nothing to do. Find corner of mall. Play cup.
  11. Time to leave. Single file walk around mall.

The highlights of the mall were definitely playing cup and playing “follow the leader.”

On the topic of cup

That was the first time I played cup. In my own inadvertent words: “It’s….so….stupid!” But when I blurted it out, I had the underlying meaning: “It’s so stupid, but awesome!” It’s true actually, the game is simple (we hit a stryafoam cup around), but addicting since using a cup is different from using a ball, potato, or a balloon. I ended up looking much like a toddler trying to hit a ball with my arms waving around stupidly. I could hit the cup, but the cup wouldn’t move in the direction I wanted it to move. I also had this tendency to want to kick the cup back up when ever it fell down in the middle where no one felt like getting it.

On the topic of following the leader

Now, malls usually have a bunch of hidden cameras with security teams watching all the time. I remember back in my middle school days when I was in the mall and saw three normal looking guys coming out of no where to tackle some other guy walking out of a store. When, after cup, we all decided (expect Eugene) to walk in a single file around the mall following the leader, this guys must have been crapping their pants with laughter. First, what kind of kids would stand in the corner of a mall hitting a cup around, and second, when do kids ever decide to walk single file around the mall doing really crazy caterpillar-like movements? Never? Okay, that sounds about right. That’s exactly why it was awesome–because no one expects to see that.

Overall, it was fun hanging out with a different group of people at the mall who do spontaneous and different things. It makes me feel that I’m not just a robot following society’s preplanned procedures.

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The Feynman Trick at the Hi-Q Dinner

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Yesterday, instead of studying for the two AP tests I took today like any good and dilligent boy would do, I went to the Hi-Q dinner instead (well, naturally!). It was a rip-off event with tickets costing $50 just to see Alex Trebek talk for a while and try to crack jokes (some of which were funny). The young fellows forming a fellowship at the table threw some wit here, threw some wit there; they threw some wit, everywhere. Okay, I’ll stop that. But the coolest part was when after we ate dinner and sat around like hobbits doing nothing, Dave built this structure out of the diningware, and I suddenly recalled this one particular story that Feynman told like a Ford SUV.

You see, I would desperately like to tell you the story, but I know I would probably slaughter it like how a slaughterhouse (5) slaughters the sloth’s laughters (Don’t worry, it doesn’t make sense to me either—I just wanted to see how many times I can use slaughter-like words in a sentence [ie. Slaughter]). Therefore, I’m letting the old man himself tell the story—Feynman!

While this is an exceprt, it’s a really long excerpt and is probably illegal to mirror it here so I’m just going to say that this is for educational purposes and that I am somehow protected under the fair use act. (Another site mirrors it on the internet too!):

“When I was a junior or a senior I used to eat at a certain restaurant in Boston. I went there by myself, often on successive evenings. People got to know me, and I had the same waitress all the time.

“I noticed that they were always in a hurry, rushing around, so one day, just for fun, I left my tip, which was usually ten cents (normal for those days), in two nickels, under two glasses: I filled each glass to the very top, dropped a nickel in, and with a card over it, turned it over so it was upside down on the table. Then I slipped out the card (no water leaks out because no air can come in - the rim is too close to the table for that).

“I put the tip under two glasses because I knew they were always in a hurry. If the tip was a dime in one glass, the waitress, in her haste to get the table ready for the next customer, would pick up the glass, the water would spill out, and that would be the end of it. But after she does that with the first glass, what the hell is she going to do with the second one? She can’t just have the nerve to lift it up now!

“On the way out I said to my waitress, ‘Be careful, Sue. There’s something funny about the glasses you gave me - they’re filled in on the top, and there’s a hole on the bottom!’

“The next day I came back, and I had a new waitress. My regular waitress wouldn’t have anything to do with me. ‘Sue’s very angry at you,’ my new waitress said, ‘After she picked up the first glass and water went all over the place, she called the boss out. They studied it a little bit, but they couldn’t spend all day figuring out what to do, so they finally picked up the other one, and water went out again, all over the floor. It was a terrible mess; Sue slipped later in the water. They’re all mad at you.’

“I laughed.

“She said, ‘It’s not funny! How would you like it if someone did that to you - what would you do?’

“‘I’d get a soup plate and then slide the glass very carefully over to the edge of the table, and let the water run into the soup plate - it doesn’t have to run onto the floor. Then I’d take the nickel out.’

“‘Oh, that’s a good idea,’ she said.

“That evening I left my tip under a coffee cup, which I left upside down on the table.

“The next night I came and I had the same new waitress.

“‘What’s the idea of leaving the cup upside down last time?’

“‘Well, I thought that even though you were in a hurry, you’d have to go back into the kitchen and get a soup plate; then you’d have to sloooowly and carefully slide the cup over to the edge of the table…’

“‘I did that,” she complained, ‘but there was no water in it!’”

—Richard P. Feynman

Isn’t he amazing? Well, anyway, after I attempted to tell the story to Dave, he wanted to actually pull the prank off! You see, many times I suggest outrageous things, but I don’t actually intend to carry them out so I was suprised when Dave started to pick up a big wine glass and fill it up with water. I was thinking: “Oh no, we’re all going to die. He’s going to turn over the cup, and it’s not going to work, and we are going to get a huge-ass puddle on our table that everyone and their grandmom is going to stare at for the rest of the night!”

After Dave prepared the wine glass and borrowed other people’s water to do fill it up to the top, we kind of just sat there looking at the glass. You see, it’s really kind-of dangerous to flip a wine glass filled with water around! So Dave used the tea dish to try to create a base on the top so that we could flip it over. But still, I didn’t think it would work, and we decided not to continue with the wine glass.

But, that doesn’t mean we quit! By golly, you can say: “Peter Pan Picked a Pickle” 20 times and we wouldn’t even quit. Go ahead and try it if you don’t believe me. Do it and see for yourself. No, I’m not kidding. I suggested trying the prank on something of less caliber first like filling up only half the wine glass. Luckily, Dave decided to use the smaller mug instead. He transferred the water over and the tea dish fit perfectly. Lest I bore you incessantly, I devised a method of turning over the mug-dish system with the table as a helper so Dave could get his thumbs off of the plate so a disaster wouldn’t happen. We were pretty happy that it worked and then decided to turn over the other cups at the table and arrange them in a line so that it didn’t look suspicious.

Innocent Little Cups Arranged in a Line

We reasoned that in their haste, the waiters would start picking up the cups and then get to the filled cup, be suprised by the water, and then carefully examine the other ones. We also decided to write a riddle-like note to give the waiter clues on which cup was the “special” one. I threw out some ideas, but overall, it was Dave that created the rhymes and riddle feel:

Choose ye wisely to lift each cup
Examine with care before you lift up
Not that you would make mistakes
The one is real, the four are fakes,
Edges of tables hold the key
Right the cup, water free

This part was added a little after the picture was taken:
Long live Richard P. Feynman!

Riddle note hinting where the location of the water filled cup

The clue to the location of the water filled cup is to take the first letter of each line to the riddle-poem. We thought that was pretty cool! We pinned the note on this sign-holding apparatus in the middle of the table since we hoped that it would catch the attention of the clean-up waiters.

Unfortunately, we serverely underestimated the waiter’s abilities. Afterwards, when we were observing clean up, this male waiter came to our table and immediately picked up the center cup. The water flew out and probably drenched a good bit of the table :). For a second, he froze in utter surprise. Then, he just went on picking the rest of the cups up without even hesitating! He didn’t even read the note either!

Therefore, although the prank wasn’t as great as we thought it would be, we realized that next time, we have to fill two or more cups to get their attention or have one of the cups explode or something. It was an enjoyable night although I did not stay for the Alex Trebek photos since I had two AP tests to take the next day!

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Radio Shack Sells Manga

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Okay, this is not an April Fools joke. I swear. I maintain that everything I say below is true. Eugene was witness to this.

So I was at Granite Run Mall on Monday for the science fair and after wandering around for a long time scrutinizing projects with Euge (we applied our scientific knowledge to some of the projects and saw some serious flaws in some of the results and conclusions), we decided to trudge into Radio Shack to see if we can come up with a way to build a weapon from the electric and magnetic concepts we had learned from AP Physics. Admittingly, we couldn’t come up with anything good besides looking for the biggest bad-ass capacitor we could find, charging it up, and discharging it on people. There were also ideas of making epileptic blinking LEDs or ear piercing peizo sound generators.

Then, I turned around and something caught my eye: Initial D Manga!

Okay, let’s stop here and consider this statement:

  1. Radioshack is selling manga.

Next, pinch yourself, because you are awake. This is not a dream. Read that sentence again and do not panic! Yes, Radioshack is selling manga. No, you are not going insane.

Well, I thought I was going insane when I first saw the three pack bundle of Initial D sitting innocently on the bottom shelf. “That’s insane!” I practically yelled. In fact, I might have. I don’t remember.

Now, consider this next statement:

  1. Radioshack is selling three volumes of Initial D (1-3) for $5 (all three).

Now, you might be saying: “So what? Am I supposed to do a backflip or something?” My response would be: “Yes, yes, a backflip would suffice.”

Considering that each volume of Initial D costs $10, the three pack bundle would logically be $30. However, Radioshack is selling it for $5 despite this ominous stick on the back saying $20 (for all three). I even asked the lady if it was an error, but she shook her head and sold it to me for five bucks. Wow. That’s great :). Considering my lack of monetary funds, that deal was too good to past by!

Now, I swear that they had a pricing error. There should be three packs left. Get them while you can.

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