Another post, hopefully this one will be a little more interesting than the last. I went back and read that one and really was kind of disappointed in myself. My excuse is that my mind has been very occupied with robotics. The trouble is that you realize that your mind has been very occupied only after it becomes a little more open, it is kind of like waking up (slow and groggy). You look back on your messy room, your messy closet, wonder where your i-pod is (I finally found my i-pod today after it had been missing for a good month, HOORAY), you also read your last post, that was done in a state of half awake joy, and nearly fall asleep. I am starting to awake more fully and have had to learn to be patient, cleaning up, and just trying to get some order to my life. I just wish that learning patience wouldn't take so dog-on long. By the way, did I mention that I found my i-pod.
I suppose part of this non coma post should contain pictures. I like pictures, I am a very visual learner.

Okay, so yes, that is a robot, and yes it is our robot in CAD (computer assisted design). Sniff*pretty cool huh. Yeah I know, but engineers really dig this kind of stuff. Show them a statistic and they get all excited. Show them a diagram and they are liable to get sentimental and stuff. It is really pretty fun.
That leads to the next thing I want to discuss, and that is the amazing story of life. I mean really. Here you are in the midst of a plot that ranges from tragedy to comedy and you take it all so seriously. Not saying that is bad, it is good. The story would not have a point unless you had real reactions to real situations. We are real, our stories are real, they are crazy, they are funny, they are sad. One of my favorite past times is people watching, and it is really for that reason. I often look at people and forget that I am in the same classification as them, that I have my own story, and watching them is like watching bits and pieces of a whole bunch of stories walking around.
It is getting close to Christmas, I love Christmas. If you want a good story, Christmas has loads. Everything from Rudolf to Scrooge. Scrooge is so great. But the best has got to be the original story, complete with evil emperors, kings, heavenly hosts, and a little baby who is the son of God born of a virgin. See, God tells the best stories, and they are real.
I should post some more pictures. I know you may not be interested but I am going to post pictures from the local robotics competition. Oh, by the way, we placed fourth in the robotic competition at regionals, so we are advancing on to NATIONALS in Orlando, Florida.
I am sorry if I seem to be obsessed with robotics, but my life has consisted of little else for the past three months. Now I have four more months to look forward to.

Sorting gold balls that have been dumped. The defective ones get put in that cart and are taken back to the recall center by Leviathan (our robot).
Below: placing the cone in the pack and ship center.
Note: Being a driver on a robot team is like being the quarter back in football, lots of pressure, lots of glory. I am so proud of how our drivers handle it all.




Yeah that is the awesome REACH team, plus the two Bison BEST coordinators. See the REACH Rabbit, I got that job at regionals since our mascot guy was not able to come. It slow cooked me all day a regionals. Hey, but isn't it cute?
I hope that this post has had a little more variety than some and that I did not bore you. If you do not comprehend, this was, I admit, not a very well thought out post. I am still waking up.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Chip

















