Smell the Sweat and Perfume – Our suspicions can give us away

One time a long while back I dated a really good looking girl I met on Squaw Peak named Daniel.  Incredibly beautiful body and face.  She was a strawberry blond.  One time we visited my friend Mark after hiking.  We stopped by his apartment to talk for a while and then left. Daniel was wearing some sort of fragrance or deoderant.  She generally smelled good no matter what. After we left Mark's girl friend Cathy arrived at his house.  She walked in the house and said " Who have you been having sex with?  It smells like sweat and perfume in here!" A classic line if ever there was one.  She was a bar tender and tended to be on the easy side to get into bed so she should know about the smells.  Later he caught her in bed cheating on him.  Our suspicions can give us away.  Just as there is no honor among criminals.   Said another way we transfer our behavioral expectations upon others.  We expect others behave as we do.  Thus if we are shifty we tend to be very suspicious.  Of course dating is brutal in the USA where there are so few attractive women to be found so this rule of human behavior must be applied judiciously.  

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Bread with Cheese, Dried Tomatos and Salame

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The bread is from a really good padaria near here. In the morning I get up and ride my bike to the mercado.  I pick up what I want for breakfast and ride home.  Talk about stress free living. The cheese is "colonial" and is fresh and alive yet.  The dried tomatoes have a great sweet taste with herbs.  Put it all together with some salamie and you know why I think its great to be alive!

Yoko and the story of the Air Woman – Black

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Jordan the Ebony lovedoll with 3 loving passages: The webpage gives the sizes so you can buy clothes for it. In the mid to late 90's I had an exceptional Japanese girlfriend that I met because of working at a particular electronics firm where she also worked. Her name was Yoko.  She was an energetic lady whose father had been a kickboxer in Japan.  She was the sweetest thing.  She was also extremely good in bed.  I was a bit of a scondrel in the 90's with a muscular 6'4" 220lbs body with blue eyes and shaved head.  The problem was I was too pretty.  I would send out a photo over aol for example and very soon the lady I sent it to would be in my apartment doing unmentionable things.  Like other men I had a hard time saying no. So one day I am working at a lab bench and a new janitor walk by pushing a broom.   She's a black / white mix with an incredible body.  Of course my silverback hormones immediate flush into my bloodstream.  Over time I started talking with her and she used to day things like "You should be a model….bla bla lba you are so hot bla bla lba".  These were direct tipoffs.  In those days when a girl said anything of the sort and I was not at work I immediate started removing her clothes.  However due to her working the same place as my girfriend and I worked I figured it was going to be a bit difficult to act out on my evil thoughts.  But one day she mentioned she was having trouble with her math class.  Being an engineer I felt it unkind to deprive this minority lady from a good home schooling.  Long story short I was at her place for 2 hours and the math lesson lasted MAYBE 3 minutes.  Now I know the phrase having sex with the janitor does not have an appealing ring but alot of cute mexican and black girls get hired in Arizona for cleaning.  My best friend broke through the language barrier for long enough to end up in the broom closet with a sexy mexicana who spoke no english for example.  This girl was hot.  And I like doing her.  She was a bit dumb but sometimes its just plain fun to schtup a dumb girl.  I only did her once because I figured more could only lead to trouble. Cut to a few  monthes later. Yoko comes to my engineering lab bench.  She says come outside I need to talk.  I always tried to discourage this behavior because it appears unprofessional.  Heck it IS unprofessional. But there's something sexy about having a chick your doing at your place of work.  So in order to shut her up I went outside with her and this is how the conversation went: Me: What is it Yoko?  This is so unprofessional …do you know how it looks for me? ( secretly thinking it farkin turns me on ) Yoko: Do you have AIR WOMAN ……. BLACK ? Me: (….I think to myself jesus she knows about the janitor.  I adore yoko.  I do not want anything with her to end.  She's THAT good.  And she cooks pretty good too.  …) …What???? ( trying to sound incredulous .. …( meanwhile I feel the very hot sweat on my face you feel when you have been caught ) Yoko: Do you have Air woman…..black ???? Me: ( by this time I realize that Yokos english is not that good so she doesn't speak figuratively very often…so I guess NO …she does not know ) ……Yoko…You have been to my house a thousand times…..have you EVER EVER EVER seen a party doll there ???? Yoko: Well…..maybe you get out….You pump it up…..you done …you fold….you put away.  ( when she says "pump it up" she makes the motion using her hands and feet of an old fashion tire pump to air up a tire ) Me: The motion of her pantomimed air pump is absolutely HILARIOUS ……I break out laughing! Yoko: Looks at me laughing Me: Yoko ….NO I do not have an Air Woman …Where did you get the idea I did ???? Yoko: Olivia in manufacturing said you did! Me: How the heck would Olivia know this ???   ( Olivia was an oldish 55 at this time !! and there was NO WAY she could know anything sexual about me ) Yoko: Laughing by this time …..she really is the funniest person I've ever EVER known including Jerry Seinfeld on TV ! We went back in and I realized I was good for another day.  She'd be coming over later for some more very very good sex.  It was awful how I lied to her. Had sex with woman after woman but she still cared for me.  We humans go through phases and I guess this was my era.   Later I had to say goodbye to her because she already had her kids and her tubes tied before I even met her.  So no kids for me if I stayed…and I wanted kids. 

Brazilian Beef from the edge of the South American Texas

Beef from the south of South America is great.  I can tell you after eating this its very hard to stomach even the idea of eating beef in Phoenix,Az.

Some things I've noticed….my finger nails are much more thick and smooth now that I am eating this quality protein on a regular basis.  The cuticles are not nearly as irritated as when I am in the USA.

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The pieces on the right look alot like tuna because there is not much fat in this beef.  Its easy to sense from various physiological clues that this beef is by far more healthy to eat.   As a side issue you should see the hair of the women here.  Part of the hair issue is genetics and part is the quality proteins easily available.  The above pictured 1/2 pound of beef cost about 3 USD.  Needless to say I do not go longer than 2 days without a dose.

I love the USA but there are some obvious problems with the food there.  Agribusiness is trying to squeeze every last dollar out of their products.  Quality is quite obviously far down the ranking list of important issues.  Its more important than just about any other "environmental" issue.  But people are so in a daze because of their irritated lifestyles that their enfeebled minds grasp on to the hoax that is global warming. 

Here me now believe me later:  Breathing clean air and eating quality proteins leads to sleeping like a baby at night.  Sleeping like a baby at night leads to a very sharp and crisp mind.

How to Show Off – Catching Squirrels with your Bare Hands

I have a friend who has very quick hands.  We'll call him Hans. One day Hans said I'm so fast I can catch birds and squirrels with my bare hands.  So we found a squirrel in the park and he crept up all stealthy like a cat.  Then in a flash his hands grabbed the squirrel but somehow managed to get an incomplete grip.  The Mr. Rocky J. Squirrel was instantly in defense mode and sunk his teeth into his mid-finger knuckly quite deep as they have long teeth. Hans was there in the park waving his hand with Mr. Squirrel flailing and luckily let go after a short bit.  It was quite a show.  I have not laughed so hard in a long time in spite of the fact it could be bad for my friends health having squirrel germs dead square in his finger joint.

The 3 days idea situation internalization rule of highly constrained imagination in knowledge work

When doing hard core high testosterone engineering I learned something about my machine.  Designing cutting edge RF circuit cards was a highly constrained exercise in the use of imagination for creativity. Highly constrained creativity is the type Richard Feynman talked about when he talked about creativity and physics.  He liked it more because it was creativity and imagination you could actually DO something with other than write yet another BS filled science fiction movie with John Travolta in alien drag. Imagine you are working on a highly constrained creativity project.  You start packing your head full of all the constraints.  For example you want to design a new car.  The constraints might be:  1- have 4 wheels  2- get 200 miles per gallon  3- plug in hybrid electric  4- use gasoline, alcohol   5- go 200 miles per hour What I discovered was that if you pack your head full of all the information about a design task for 3 days straight on the 3rd day is when you start to get the really good ideas.  Up till then the results of your constraints and your imagination are not fully cooked.

You can not put a bobcat in a toolbox

One of the funniest crook stories I ever heard was the story of how a ranger had been called out to capture and transfer a bobcat to a more appropriate location.  The only thing the ranger had to put the bobcat in was a toolbox.  He did so after capturing it and left it in his truck.  While he was away from his truck a couple of car thieves made off with truck and contents.  They found the truck skidded off of the road with the interior bloodied up.  Seems the greedy crooks had opened the toolbox while driving. The bobcat was of course highly annoyed at having been in the box and proceeded to go medieval on them.  Note this story was told to me in 1990 before the internet so it must be true.

Heuristic method of understanding the shapes of hydrogen atom electron orbitals

Occurred to me while riding a bike

 

Have you ever wondered why the dumbell shape of the N=2 quantum state of the hydrogen atom.  I have! The Schrodinger wave equation gives you the results. But WHAT are you looking at? I have finally solved the problem of understanding the shape of the solutions.  I did it while riding a bicycle in front of the electric driveway door waiting for it to open. It opens like a standard garage door on a house. I hate to just sit their with my leg on the ground so I started by riding the bicycle in a circle as the door rises.  When the door is fully open I ride in and park.   You can see my orbit in the picture below:

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One day the owner of the complex of houses was parked right in front of the door with the car extending into the street where I normally ride in a circle.  I was thus constrained as show in the following diagram.  The figure 8 felt most efficient given the contraint of not being able to go in a circle and wanting to loiter on spot until the path was clear.   Maximum entropy principle wants to make my path as gentle as possible given the constaint of the circle not being allow.  bicycle-orbit-2.jpg    

Riding my bicycle in a figure 8 pattern Thus it is with the N=2 orbital.  The N=2 orbital in an unexcited atom is only filled when there is an electron already filling the circular N=1 orbit.  This filled orbit is the constraint of the car in the bicycle example. Its taken a long time to know the WHY of this.  I solved the schrodinger for the hydrogen atom a long time ago.  But I did not understand the why. Now I am sure that this same method applies the the higher N  Numbers.  The N number is the number of wave lengths in a full orbital path.  Since the dumbell shape requires 2 wavelengths minimum. I feel better now! The Schrodinger wave equation yields minimum time / maximum entropy solutions.   From this I deduce that an electron when in a state in an atom it is in Free-fall.  Free fall is the condition of minimum time.  However in free-fall there is no force on the particle. Also noting that accelerated charges radiate leads me to the conclusion that indeed the electron is spread out into the entire space of the orbital and not just a billiard ball whipping around in an orbit.  This is very much a standing still wave. Why doesn't the electron just fall down onto the proton of the hydrogen atom?  I think that might be due to the electron not liking to be stuffed into too small of a box.   The electron most likely can sit on the proton with some probability but since it would undergo massive "compression" to do so it has an extremely high probability of leaking out of this state and into the N=1 state to get jiggy with it.