||[Apr. 11th, 2005|07:48 pm]
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In 1940, the Tacoma Narrows suspension bridge failed due to the amplification of torsional movements caused by 42mph winds. The winds were precisely at the speed which reflected the resonant frequency of the bridge, causing the twisting stresses to continue to hit new peaks until a joint failed and eventually many cables failed, leading to the partial collapse of the structure.
In 2005, "whizistic passing all of his classes" failed due to the amplification of professors moving due dates to force the most stress on whizistic.
Seriously, last week I had projects stretched about from tomorrow to two weeks from today. Now, all of them are due a week from today, and all the midterms are this week. This is because EVERY professor I had class in today decided to change due dates, ALL TO THE SAME FUCKING DAY! GAH!
So, of course I blog about it rather than start working my ass off. On that note, some additional tidbits:
I went to the library today to check out books for aforesaid project. The CSUS library uses old card catalogue bits as scratchpaper, in order to write down which intestine section the book you are looking for can be found in the bowels of the beast. I glance at the reverse side of the card:
Knuth, Donald Ervin, 1938-
Selected papers on computer languages / Donald E. Knuth
Sanford, California: CSLI Publications Center for the Study of
Language and Information, c2002
p. cm. (CLSI Lecture Notes ; no. 139)
Includes bibliographical references and index.
ISBN 1-57586-382-0 (pbk : alk. paper. - ISBN 1-57586-381-2
(hardback : alk. paper)
1. Programming languages (Electronic computers) I. Title. II Series.
QA76.7.K63 2002 005.13-dc21 2002012119
Library of Congress 0208 MARC CIP 12/02
So that proves it; fate says I'm a programmer. Or a professor. Or a typesetter.
(I checked the next card on the stack; completely different; something about propaganda in world war II, which oddly fits another assignment I'm working on)
In other news, there isn't any, so y'all can just be on your way now, ya hear? I've got grits to cook and papers to write.