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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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Some of you already know this, but I had to say it here eventually, and the summer solstice is as good a day for announcing changes as any:
My wife is dumping me like yesterday's trash.
I'm still not entirely sure why, and it doesn't really matter. I say it's because she couldn't take how awesome I am. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
Not much to say, really. It's not the end of the world. Fortunately, we don't have kids (a situation for which I'd thank God if I thought there were one to thank), and on the plus side for me, I get to keep the house. It is, after all, mine.
And I'm taking it really well, all things considered. It's not like I don't care; it's more that my fuckit has trampled my giveashit into the ground.
But just because it's not the end of the world doesn't mean I'm not going to get drunk and listen to Brandi Carlile.
And this song. A lot:
Maybe there's a God above
But all I ever learned from love
Is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
It's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
Its a cold
and it's a
broken
Hallelujah... |
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As part of my ongoing effort to see more live music, on Sunday I went to see Brandi Carlile live. I was with Artemismad .
What can I say about Brandi? I've been listening to her for a few years now, having first heard her played on WFUV out of NYC.
http://www.wfuv.org/audio/stream.html
Which has been responsible for most of the newer music I listen to (notable exception: Gogol Bordello, who came to my attention via a bellydancer).
I don't usually get crushes on singers, but Brandi's a total babe. I do not, however, recommend listening to her music while drunk. The alcohol tends to enhance the effects. I wasn't drunk at the concert - I'm not That Guy - but I've been known to play "The Story" CD on endless repeat while drinking.
Anyway...
One great thing that came from that concert was my introduction to the opening artist. Normally, I'm disappointed by opening artists, like most people. They tend to be disappointing because they never seem to be as good as the title act.
But in this case... well, I'll let you see for yourself. I can only embed one video per blog entry, but just follow this link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsQ6vy9PB08
Can I be in love with two chick singers at the same time? Okay, three if you count Dar Williams. Four if you count Brandiwyn🎶Prep starts 10/1! . I say yes, sure, why not?
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