There is a man here jumping rope at incredibly high velocity. I estimate his jump frequency to be about 5 Hz, giving an angular velocity of 10pi rad/s. If the jumprope has a radius of about 4 feet, this gives a tangential velocity of about 125.663 ft/s. That’s pretty fast.
There are two people walking (or should I say hopping?) rabbits in the park.
We have just been informed by the conductor that we’ll be stopped in North Haven for a few minutes. Apparently there’s only one track further ahead, and, as the conductor put it, “the other guy got there first”. I am glad, at least, that the two engineers didn’t try to play chicken.
We’re arriving in New Haven, so I’m going to get out and stretch and watch the engine change again. I think I will investigate the possibility of some candy when I return.
Let me begin by drawing your attention to the second category in this post: “random”. That us exactly what this is; an explanation of sheer randomness.
I am on the train; we’ve just passed through Stamford CT. The train is rather crowded, at least compared to the trip here. This is probably because on the way here, I was starting at the beginning of the route, rather than the middle. But anyway, I jokingly said to the conductor “What’re the chances of me finding an empty seat around here?”, meaning a seat with no one else in the one adjacent. He pointed to an empty seat next to someone else, where I then sat down. Upon conversation, it turned out that the man I was sitting next to is a friend of S. Bear Bergman, the artist-in-residence from the NHC Summer Institute this summer, and, like Bear, performs several one-man shows about queer theory, culture, and history. His name is Peterson Toscano, and he has a pretty cool story behind how he got to be doing what he is. I would recommend checking out his website. We talked about tech, blogging, college, and other such things. I think I may get the administration of my school involved with his agent and have him come speak or perform.
As the title implies, my plan went well, and I’m now at the station waiting for my train. It should begin boarding in about twenty minutes.
My train has boarded, and I’m now waiting for it to leave. As I was getting on, one of the other soon-to-be passengers asked the conductor if it mattered which car she got on. He said “Nope – the whole train goes”.
Well, I’m at Penn Station, but I can’t find the alleged sculpture. Perhaps it was taken down, although my father was under the impression that it was permanent. Oh well. I am heading out.
The engine switch has begun; the diesel engine has disconnected and pulled away. The electric engine is backing up. They are preparing all of the pressure couplings and electrical contacts. It is now connected. They’ve reattached everything. I am getting back on the train.
There is a group of people in the station speaking French. Perhaps if I knew more about French, I could tell where they are from by their accents, but I don’t, so I can’t.
We’re arriving in New Haven shortly, where the train will switch engines from diesel to electric. I think I will get off and watch the switch from outside; I recall it being pretty cool.
We have left New Haven, now with our special eco-friendly engine. Except that the electricity we are using is probably coal-generated. But never mind. Taking the train is still much better than driving, even with a diesel engine.
I did not know people still carried dogs in handbags. Apparently they do, because this woman who has just entered to drop off her daughter has what appears to be a miniature poodle (white) in a bag her purse. Ridiculous? Cute? I can’t decide. Probably both.
One reason is that you don’t have to do anything. You just relax. There is a beautiful view at the moment.
I have been wondering how fast we are traveling. My estimate is about 80-90 mph.
We are about to arrive at Penn Station, where I will take the subway to the apartment I’m staying at. My father has told me I should stop at the Jersey Transit waiting room to look at the sculpture there, as it as made by a former metalworking teacher of his from MassArt, so I will do that before leaving. I am very excited for this weekend, and ready to be off the train and in the city, although I do like the subway very much. I suppose that is one thing I am looking forward to this weekend; taking the subway. Not something I can do at home.
My train leaves at 7:40 tomorrow morning, so I will wake at 6:00 in time to eat, get cash for the weekend, and get to the station. The earliest bus to the station from my town would get me there at 7:50, so I have to drive, and pay to park the car overnight unfortunately.
Well, I missed my train. It looks as though I will have to head into the city tomorrow morning instead.
Today after school I am heading into the city to meet some friends. I will be staying there tonight and tomorrow night. While I am there, I am also thinking of trying to see The Dark Knight in IMAX, since there are a bunch of IMAX theaters near where I am staying, and none terribly close to where I live.