The law of conservation of cats, also known as the principle of cat/feline conservation, states that the number of cats in an isolated system (closed to all further adoption or other forms of acquisition of new cats) will remain constant over time. This principle is equivalent to the conservation of energy, in the sense when energy or cats are enclosed in a system and none is/are allowed in or out, its/their quantity cannot otherwise change (hence, its quantity is “conserved”). The number of cats in an isolated system cannot be changed as a result of processes acting inside the system. The law implies that the number of cats in an isolated system cannot be altered, although it may be rearranged in space and changed into different cats; such that every time a cat “owner” lets one gray cat out of the house, a second gray cat will come back into the house, and for every red cat that exits the house, another red cat will enter, and especially if a red cat and a gray cat both leave the house at the same time, another red cat and gray cat will stumble all over each other rushing back into the house before the door can close, no matter if it is four in the afternoon or three in the morning, even if they have been let out and in fifteen times in the past hour, because the number and color of cats going out of the house must be equal to those coming back in.
Goldschmutz – Going to Mass on Sunday
Just in time for Easter. Video from a family outing to a nearby pilgrimage church a couple weekends ago. Music is me on tin whistle (Going to Mass on Sunday – traditional air) slowed way down, and theremin thru several effect devices. NSFthose bothered by holy relics.
Posted in Das Gehirn, Familie, ferner liefen, Metamorphosism
Tags: church, easter, electronic music, going to mass on sunday, goldschmutz, relics, saints, theremin, tin whistle, video
Mr. Cordyceps’ experiments
Mr. Cordyceps decides to approach life scientifically, to the extent that he is capable of that, in the sense of testing hypotheses. That is, he decides to conduct a series of experiments in which he devises a hypothesis, then tests it in the field, after which he will consider the hypothesis disproven and reject it, or proven, and accept it, or adjust the hypothesis and test it further.
The first hypothesis he decides to test is that his wife is always right.
The experiment he devises to test this hypothesis is quite simple, and involves, initially, doing everything she tells him to do when she tells him to do it, rather than resisting her input and doing what he would normally do.
The results of this initial experiment are as follows: the hypothesis is true, his wife is always right.
The second hypothesis he decides to test is that, ceteris paribus, there is a causal link between caloric intake and body weight. This hypothesis also corresponds to experimental data.
Mr. Cordyceps decides to continue his scientific investigation of life.
Posted in Das Gehirn, Familie, Metamorphosism
Tags: experiment, mr. cordyceps, scientific method
Writing prompt
Write a story or poem incorporating the following phrases*:
- Flat sourdough loaf (it could be the name of a western town)
- Careers in zymurgy
- Sometimes you’re the
- translate behold the smart irishman into latin
- a lady of leisure limerick
- bifurcated sleep pattern
- head scratcher
- flounder facts
- flounder jokes
- condolezza rice tits
- what is inkblot plate iii
- great white whale facts
*what was life like before we had search results? I can’t remember.
OTOH, this makes me question the sense of writing a blog at all.
Posted in Careers in Science, Das Gehirn, Little-Known Facts, Metamorphosism
Tags: existentialism, search results
Everything will be alright, just not in the way you imagine
Crazy old Mr. Cordyceps, remember reading about him in the local paper when the Humane Society came that one winter and took away all those mangy ponies he had, with ribs sticking out and hooves that needed trimming so badly they were starting to curve around? What ever happened to him, you ask?
He lived in that old house until it got so full of junk he never threw away that there was only room for the mice, then he moved into that old trailer in front, the one covered with the green algae because it was so shady under the big fir tree and it rained all the time. He lived in there with his dogs. In winter he let them sleep on the bed because he had no heat.
The neighbors complained about the dogs howling. When the Humane Society came for those, they found crazy old Mr. Cordyceps dead inside the trailer.
The dogs hadn’t touched him.
His house was full of musical instruments and boxes of doll clothes.
Most of the musical instruments were warped and broken, because the roof leaked and the windows were broken; or gnawed by mice. The neck of the banjo curved like a boomerang, but the trombone worked fine.
The trailer was full of styrofoam hamburger trays, all licked clean. There was a bag of onions, and a couple changes of clothes. There was a stack of notebooks on a table, with the years written on the front in ballpoint pen.
The last entry read, “Everything will be alright, just not in the way you imagine.”
Help Beta receive a scholarship.
I have a favor to ask. You can help my brilliant daughter win a much-deserved scholarship (it is a German scholarship called ‘the democratic scholarship’ awarded to the applicant who gets the most votes).
It is very simple.
All you have to do is:
1. Go here: http://www.stipendium.de/bewerber-2011/3080-iris-goes-down-under?page=1&s=Iris
2. Click on the button beneath the video (it will say ‘stimme ab via facebook’ or ‘abstimmen’, meaning ‘vote via facebook’ or ‘vote)
3. Enable the app.
4. Then you press the button again. Finished!
5. More detailed explanations here: https://www.facebook.com/events/230009473761950/
6. Tell everyone you know, and tell them to tell everyone they know, and so on.
Thanks!
(PS she is working on masters degrees in international law and anthropology, and needs the funds to help finance her studies in Australia (where she currently is) and Indonesia (where she is going next).)
The perfect way to spend St. Patrick’s Day
Watch the music videos Gamma and I have made:
http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLE6D425DBE5B6623E
Maybe don’t watch them all at once. They could, potentially, get a little monotonous. Gamma thinks maybe I ought to try a little structure.
Posted in Das Cello, Das Gehirn, Familie, Metamorphosism
Tags: bodhran, cello, composition, gamma, jar of bolts, music, saw, theremin, video, youtube