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Name: Andy
Country: United States
State: Colorado
Metro: Fort Collins
Birthday: 5/9/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: Hmm... I like reading stuff, Math, Science, playing computer games, and listening to/playing music.
Expertise: Sheesh, where do I begin? I'm pretty much an expert in everything that's worth knowing and most things that aren't. These include nuclear physics, Aerospace Engineering, Microcomputer design, and competitive knitting. I've memorized the complete works of Shakespeare, the Bible (KJV), and the classic children's book "A Fly Went By."
Ok seriously, umm, I'm pretty good at the piano and violin, I can climb the walls in the hallway, make my arm look like its broken, and run fairly fast over long distances.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  SneakyGreenElf
Member Since:
2/18/2006
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| So yesterday the Great Internet Mersenne Prime Search found the largest known prime number: 243,112,609-1. Computers all around the world were donating their spare cpu cycles, trying to find prime numbers, and they finally found this. The number is so large that if it were written out, it would take up 30 miles. I have no idea why this matters, but it's still kinda cool 
Check out the article here.
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| I just finished one of the most amazing books I've ever read in my entire life. Night, by Elie Wiesel. It's the true story of a survivor of the Holocaust.
"Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky.
Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever.
Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never."
"I was thinking of this when I heard the sound of a violin. The sound of a violin, in this dark shed, where the dead were heaped on the living. What madman could be playing the violin here, at the brink of his own grave? Or was it really an hallucination?
It must have been Juliek.
He played a fragment from Beethoven's concerto. I had never heard sounds so pure. In such a silence.
How had he managed to free himself? To draw his body from under mine without my being aware of it?
It was pitch dark. I could hear only the violin, and it was as though Juliek's soul were the bow. He was playing his life. The whole of his life was gliding on the strings – his lost hopes, his charred past, his extinguished future. He played as he would never play again.
I shall never forget Juliek. How could I forget that concert, given to an audience of dying and dead men! To this day, whenever I hear Beethoven played my eyes close and out of the dark rises the sad, pale face of my Polish friend, as he said farewell on his violin to an audience of dying men.
I do not know for how long he played. I was overcome by sleep. When I awoke, in the daylight, I could see Juliek, opposite me, slumped over, dead. Near him lay his violin, smashed, trampled, a strange overwhelming little corpse."
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| So my diploma came in the mail the other day, right? So I open it up and it's all pretty and happy and you can't really read Habecker's signature. But then I notice that it doesn't say what I majored in! All it says is that I got a Bachelor of Science. A BS, ok, but in WHAT?? Ummmmmm k? So I call up Taylor and talk to a lady in the registrar's office and ask her what's the deal. And she said that is how it is supposed to be. She didn't know why, just that it was "University policy." Great. I guess I'll go frame my MYSTERY DIPLOMA and hang it on my wall for people to wonder at.
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| Well, I graduated. Yay! I actually pulled off a good grade in Computer Vision, despite not working on any of the assignments until a couple weeks before the semester ended  Thank you Dr. Toll for not taking off too much for being late, and rounding up when I was like .03% away from an A minus! School is OVER AND DONE WITH. It was a good time, but I'm ready to move on.
So I've been basically being as lazy as possible since then. Our family visited my cousin and her six kids (three of whom are triplets) in Washington State, and we had a blast. They are such neat kids, very very talented yet humble and eager to help. When we got back I mostly read lots of books, played lots of computer games, and shopped for a car. I finally got one, a 2006 Toyota Corolla, so that pressure is off. Now I've been figuring out all the annoying insurance stuff.
My fam is going to California on Tuesday for a bit of vacation and to see another cousin get married, and then I must be off to Florida to start my job at Sentry Data Systems. I have lots of packing and organizing to do before then. I have so many papers! But, I also read a good book - Searching for God Knows What by Donald Miller. I would recommend it - it really made me think about the importance of not cutting out the relational aspect of Christianity.
Also, I have discovered Dinosaur Comics, many of which I find to be quite hilarious and just my kind of humor.
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| Earlier tonight I performed on the Taylor stage for the last time. Never again will I be able to stand in front of an audience on that stage, or "play" with the theater family. It's hard to describe how I feel now, but the word "nostalgic" is fairly good. Before we warm up we share some adjectives to describe how we are feeling. I picked "excited" and "wistful." I think those capture the two main feelings I am experiencing quite well. During circle, Tracy pointed out the seniors, Josh and I. We each said a little something, and Josh prayed. It was a good time. I felt sad and happy at the same time. Josh got a little gift for everyone, some roses. It was very thoughtful. We had a great last performance, with lots of energy and a wonderful audience. It was a good way to finish. Afterwards during bows we specially pointed out Josh and applauded him, to honor his four years at Taylor theater and his involvement in nearly every play.
This whole year has been one of last times and never agains. The last ice cream social, the last J-term, the last pick-a-date, the last Taylathon. Never again will I play assassins or stick 'em. Never again will I play in the Taylor Orchestra. Never again will I have class with Dr. Brandle and learn how to yodel, or hear Random Brad talk about his latest adventure. The list goes on and on. I think this whole year has been a process of me saying goodbye to Taylor and to the people here.
I will miss Taylor a ton. Yet, it's also time to move on, to the next stage in the adventure of life. What will come, and what will it be like? Will it be better? I know it will be different. But I also know I will look back and remember my time at Taylor forever.
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