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Complex Numbers
Complex Numbers
A complex number is expressed in the standard form a + bi, where a and b are real numbers and i is defined by i^2 = -1 (that is, i is the square root of -1). For example, 3 + 2i is a complex number.
The bi term is often referred to as an imaginary number (though this may be misleading, as it is no more "imaginary" than the symbolic abstractions we know as the "real" numbers). Thus, every complex number has a real part, a, and an imaginary part, bi.
Complex numbers are often represented on a graph known as the "complex plane," where the horizontal axis represents the infinity of real numbers, and the vertical axis represents the infinity of imaginary numbers. Thus, each complex number has a unique representation on the complex plane: some closer to real; others, more imaginary. If a = b, the number is equal parts real and imaginary.
Very simple transformations applied to numbers in the complex plane can lead to fractal structures of enormous intricacy and astonishing beauty.
December 25, 2007 at 11:25am December 25, 2007 at 11:25am
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I have this intense back pain that's coloring everything I say or do. And it doesn't help that this computer keeps crashing, usually whenever I do something like try to figure out WHY it's crashing. So I'm grumpy - grumpier than usual, anyway.
But it's Christmas.
And though Christmas has never been my holiday, I think that on Christmas - whichever Christmas you observe, be it the commemoration of Jesus' birth, a time to make kids happy, a time to run up debt and keep stores in business, a day to be with family, a day of peace and contemplation, or even just a day when you don't have to be at work, or whatever - you should be nice to people. It's the one day when you can get away with that without other people thinking you want something in return.
There's not much I like when it comes to Christmas songs. I prefer the parodies and the fringe songs to the jingle bells and silent nights. But there's one Christmas song that I always like to hear and, fortunately, the rock station I listen to at home plays it from time to time in December.
Greg Lake, of Emerson Lake and Palmer fame, did the song, called "I Believe in Father Christmas." And even though its message - deploring the commercialization of what he feels should be a spiritual holiday is not one that I totally agree with, I like it anyway. You have to hear the song to get the full effect, but the lyrics pretty much stand on their own.
They said there'll be snow at Christmas,
They said there'll be peace on earth,
But instead it just kept on raining,
A veil of tears for the Virgin birth.
I remember one Christmas morning,
The Winter's light and a distant choir,
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas tree smell,
And eyes full of tinsel and fire.
They sold me a dream of Christmas,
They sold me a silent night,
They told me a fairy story,
'Til I believed in the Israelite.
And I believed in Father Christmas,
And I looked to the sky with excited eyes,
Then I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn,
And I saw him and through his disguise.
I wish you a hopeful Christmas,
I wish you a brave New Year,
All anguish, pain and sadness,
Leave your heart and let your road be clear.
They said there'd be snow at Christmas,
They said there'd be peace on earth,
Hallelujah! Noel!, be it Heaven or Hell,
The Christmas we get, we deserve.
Have a great one. |
December 25, 2007 at 10:23am December 25, 2007 at 10:23am
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If you're not familiar with the idea, it goes something like this:
-Everybody brings a pressie, usually with a cost range involved
-Names are drawn one by one out of a hat.
-The first name drawn picks a wrapped pressie.
-The second name drawn decides whether to pick a wrapped pressie, or whisk the first person's pressie away, laughing hysterically.
-If your opened pressie is stolen, you can unwrap a new one.
-The third person likewise has a choice between a wrapped pressie or ANY of the previously opened pressies, whether they've been previously stolen or not.
-After the last person makes the choice, the first person gets one free pick from all the previously opened pressies.
Whoever thought of this "tradition" should be lowered inch by inch into concentrated hydrochloric acid. Whoever perpetrates this "tradition" onto anyone else should be shot. If the perpetratees are family, the person with the bright idea of perpetrating this "tradition" should be shot in the knees first.
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