My weblog ELECTRON BLUE, which concentrated on science and mathematics, ran from 2004-2008. It is no longer being updated. My current blog, which is more art-related, is here.
Tue, 17 May, 2005
Modem Momentum
OK, I'm back on the broadband line, after the congenial Pakistani cable guy de-installed my old modem and installed a lender modem from Cox Communications. I have thirty days to get me a new cable modem before I have to return the lender to Cox. New modem: if I must. Was the old one broken? It didn't look that way, but one of my internet-technology expert friends said that it probably was obsolete rather than actually broken. He had the same experience with Cox and had to buy a new cable modem box. Evidently Cox upgraded its cable modem connectivity and security programs, and his (and my) original modem, which was about two years old, wouldn't work with the new stuff. I have a thirty-year-old radio that I bought in Italy in 1975, and it still works fine. So much for modern technology.
It has been a mental struggle for me over the last month for various reasons but I am back doing art and physics. I am working on a new piece for a show which is coming up in two weeks. It's another one of my space abstractions. Speaking as a true artist who works on pure ethereal inspiration with no thought to anything but High Art, this piece will be easy for me to do, will be bright and colorful, and will give potential customers a lot of bang for their bucks. So save your pennies and check it out at Balticon, those of you reading this who might just be there. So far it goes by the title "920," which is its catalog number.
I am currently pondering the conservation of momentum. I have so far experienced this only as described mathematically in books, and it doesn't quite make sense to me. However, my friends have said that lessons in the conservation of momentum are sometimes given at billiard tables, where the interaction of objects on a low-friction surface is clearly visible. I have not played billiards since the year I bought that radio in Italy, and I don't know whether billiard parlors are a proper place for me to be. Maybe someone I know has a private table in their house. I need momentum badly; I am behind the eight-ball of self-doubt. I hope some I can get some impulse soon.
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