More From Yesterday

So... in my haste of posting yesterday, I forgot to add some things to the NASA update. Here it is:

I spent yesterday with Geronimo, with him desperately trying to learn me in the hopes that my tiny brain would comprehend the simple difference between resolving power and sampling power. After he threw up his hands in frustration many times, it was 5pm and I call that quittin' time. As I was leaving his office, Emily and her mentor, Boncho (!), entered. Emily made some wisecrack about me being dumb, which she claimed was a sincere comment about my sheer brilliance... I told her to shut her slutty mouth when she's talking to me, and Geronimo felt the need to clear the air by interjecting that I am 'doing a great job.' As he said this, I quickly had my switchblade at Emily's throat, her pushed up against Boncho's desk, with Boncho cowering in the corner, his face stricken with fear. Emily continued to point at me and repeat 'dumb dumb dumb dumb' in a sing-song voice, while Geronimo repeated that I am 'doing a great job,' while rolling his eyes and nudging the guy next to him. "This guy..." he says, pointing to me, "this is what NASA sends me, you believe this?" The guy next to him nods, his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm Big G!" Geronimo continues, "I'm the G-man!" A smile appears upon Boncho's fear-stricken face as he beings to clap and bow slightly in Geronimo's direction. "That's my Bonch!" Geronimo says.

Long story short, Emily has a large gash at her throat and Geronimo thinks I'm "doing a great job."

Apparently after I left, when the others were tending to Emily's knifewound, they continued joking at my expense. Emily told me later that G mentioned that I "have processed a lot of data" and that the documents I wrote have been "really great."

We'll see who's great... [Note: Mom - this doesn't mean 'No. Who's great.' like you think it does.]



Answer: Me. I'm great.





ANYWAY, do you guys like how I always put 'long story short' after I have already told the story? I like it.


MOVING ON, I thought it'd be neat if I took some pictures of the notes Geronimo and I drew/wrote while he was learning me. Here they are, for your undecipherable pleasure (in order of writeage):

I also thought that I would send you the wikipedia links for the things I (was supposed to be) learn(ing)ed, if you are a masochist like that. 

Signal Processing

Sampling Error

Nyquist Theorem

Convolution

Fourier Transform

Inverse Fourier Transform
Fast Fourier Transform 
Love


As such, yesterday in my minutes away from G, I ecstaticized around Emily, who kept walking away like I wasn't even around. (This may or may have led to the knife incident).

Well, Emily sure got a taste because today da Bonch decided to LEARN HER! HA! Well, at one point, da Bonch was learning her on a dry-erase board, and I took a picture for Emily to cherish for years to come... if she would read my blog without having to be held at knifepoint for once.

All I see is a set a boobs not quite covered by a see-through halter-top. I am glad he made use of both colors of marker though.