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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.
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susanL sez: Okay okay, your links are educational and funny and outragious. I like em all right. Just write too, deal?!?
Be careful what you wish for.
I spent my evening thus:
4:30-6:00 I went home and napped. I don't sleep well at night. I sleep better during the day. I prefer sleeping in the morning and waking up at the crack of noon. Since I work, however, I have to get up at around 7:30.
Well, actually, I have my alarm set for something like 7:00, and I hit the snooze button until I simply can't, anymore, and finally get my ass out of bed.
This is true no matter what time I went to bed the night before. It could be 9:00, 10:00, 11:00, or freaking 3 am. I just plain can't get up when the alarm goes off.
I never will understand the people who smugly get up at first light - or even before - and then treat it like it's some sort of moral superiority. Check this: It isn't. Not ever. It's simply a lifestyle choice, and my lifestyle choice is to get up between 9 am and noon.
So the early bird catches the worm? So what? I don't like worms, and the second mouse gets the cheese. MMMMMMMM. Cheese.
Where was I? Oh, yeah. This leaves me exhausted most of the day, and I usually want a nap when I get home.
6:00 - 8:00 There's this subdivision plan I did when I worked for someone else, as opposed to working directly for clients with my own company. It happens to be located within a mile of my office, about 2 miles from my house. It wasn't built according to plan - not the end of the world, but now the new homeowners are experiencing drainage problems. I don't like having my name on a set of plans where the homeowners have problems; it's rude. So I went out and met with one of the homeowners, a heart surgeon at UVA Hospital.
Now, I decided to be a civil engineer instead of a doctor because when I make mistakes, generally, people don't die. Except when there's water in their basements and they get that nasty black mold.
Well, nobody's died yet, but I know about water in your basement. I've lost a lot because of water problems, including a first-pressing Cold Spring Harbor album by Billy Joel, complete with Alvin and the Chipmunks voice. susanL knows what I'm talking about.
So I met with this guy for two freaking hours while trying to figure out how to make the drainage work so it doesn't get into this guy's basement - and being a heart surgeon, he probably has stuff even more valuable than mine. But he's not a civil engineer, so there I was.
8:00 - 10:00 I sat on my back deck, drank an entire bottle of Vouvray, and talked to a friend of mine on the phone who used to be on this site. She put up with this shit. A saint, she is. Hopefully, when my wife comes home, she'll put up with it, too.
See, like I said, most of the time when I do something professionally, if I make a mistake, no one dies. When it's made clear to me that this is not necessarily the case, I don't care to face the resulting responsibility. Now, the particular situation was more a matter of the contractor not following the plans - but still, my name's on the plans, and that's what people will see when digging into records.
The only rational solution is to drink, really.
10:00 - ? Nicely pickled, I sign on to find this in my gmail inbox:
http://www.zeitgeistmovie.com/main.htm
Which is currently playing in the background, and freaking me out, even though I can identify certain mythological and symbolic errors made by the narrators. But it includes a bit by George Carlin which I've always liked. The damn thing is over 2 hours long, and I'm just in the mood to watch - or at least listen to in another window - the whole thing.
And then I find the above comment to my last blog entry, and now, aren't you glad I actually wrote something and only included 3 links?
Oh yeah, the other two links.
http://blog.wired.com/cars/2008/07/tesla-motors-ha.html
Tesla Finally Hires Someone Who Knows What He's Doing
Tesla Motors has hired one of Detroit's sharpest engineers to spearhead development of the four-door electric sedan it says will be rolling off an assembly line by the end of 2010.
Long-time readers will recognize Tesla Motors as the architects of my dream car.
http://www.teslamotors.com/
It's electric, and there's no way for me to get one right now, but as a middle-aged man, I claim this as my mid-life crisis car.
Want.
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