Now this is some booty engineering

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Totally built a six volt battery with  four AAs and a bunch of tape. Oh yeah, the wire scraps. Next time I get to ordering stuff, I should totally get a battery pack. Like a real one, with a charger and stuff. I do have a little six volt sealed lead acid battery, but I don’t even want to deal with the hassle of figuring out a good charging method.

I’m thinking of making legs work

This means I’m doing it wrong.
I believe strongly that learning from my last experience can guide me to the correct path no matter how wrong the path is.
In high school I took six AP exams and passed five.
Physics – never brought my own calculator, copied the lab book of my lab partners, often didn’t do homework. I at least assume we had homework. Can’t say; didn’t do it.
5
Chemistry – Failed the class with something like 43%. Was given a C due to the teacher needing to give his son a passing grade. No Mr. Bond, I expect you to continue your teaching integrity.
4

English Literature and Composition – the administrator in charge of AP exam registration and what not was also the AP English Literature teacher. He pulled me out of a different class to tell me taking the test was a waste of money as his students had been preparing since the summer before, while I was on slow boating on basic English. After getting my score I had my girlfriend at the time (one of his students) flip him static.
3 or 4, can’t remember.
English Comprehension – The class want even offered. Also earned to not take it.
3 or 4
Calculus – as the first real class if the day for me this was caffeine imbibing time. Wong sheen a couple of Advil and… I totally can’t remember my caffeine pill of choice, washed down with Mountain Dew. Usually got to class 15 minutes late. Told I had to turn in two virtual assignments by the end of year in case the teacher needed a paper trail for my grade.
4 or 5 (pretty sure this was a 4)
Studio art – did all assignments, listened to the teacher instructions and critique.
2

This path had continued to plague me since. I even came up with a basic law.
Assumptions: people will usually do what they’re told, most people aren’t doing too hot themselves, and everyone gets roughly the same advice. Do the opposite of advice.

I should plan ahead. Therefore I think I’ll build something tonight.

Morning thoughts

My mind got wandering this morning, as tis wont to do somedays. I saw this here giant spider thing, which reading the rest of the article, was partially inspired by Strandbeests. I think something clicked to remind me of one of my dislikes of corporatochracy. They’re in it for the money, which is fine, but… but, they have no vision. In the public sphere, the goal of robotics is to make the most human analog possible.
This shouldn’t be a surprise as the history of the US is free labor coupled with the origin the source of the word robot. It reminds of a white from William Gibson. Unfortunately I’ve lost said quote. Basically it gets down to not assigning humanity to that which is not human…
Right. I kinda tangented there.
Six dollar teddy is going to be a beast. Two(three?) legs per limb, traveling belly down, one of more feet up…
I think the post in the video where guy on his spider is using a 2hp motor is what made me realize that legs are okay.
I have a better idea for the final name, bit I need to look up some words. Someday I need to find some of my favorite quotes which inspire my vision.

Miscellany

I need to get a pair of those spring clip removing things. I loathe spring clips. My goal tonight was to figure out one of my spare “servos”. I quote that because there are a lot of pins going into this salvage. The part number isn’t any help, so I’m thinking I’ll gut one and see where it takes me.

Beer 051915

Bayreuther Zwick’l Kellerbier – 5.4%
Smooth like a mountain stream. Nothing bad. Good taste, a bit of syrup feel.

So there I was…

…knee deep in crushing asteroids. The smell of modulated lasers cutting through my pods membrane and burning my olfactory nerves. Frantically alt-tabbing to keep my brain from withering to dust like that last gasp of Golden Omber, and I asked myself,
“Self.” (I like to try to get my attention.)
“Self. Couldn’t you be doing something more useful?”
“Of course! Why don’t I fly my internet spaceships and teach myself at the same time. I finally hooked up and spun a servo as well as used an IR range finder tonight. While my spaceship did ours thing.
Mooltitask!

Portraits

Regsion defeated Shadowrun:Dragonfall. There was much rejoicing. I’ve started to do a could detail sketches to figure out what is going where. The funny bit is, this is the first time in forever that I’ve actually planned art before doing it.
Ociandin hit the big 50 for Anarchy Online. Unfortunately she had a solid 170 left to go if I go all out. I don’t know that she’ll make it that far. I figure I’ll probably keep her subscribed long enough to look cool and not a moment longer. While AO holds a special place in my heart, it makes the grind of WoW look like exciting.

Lola Peal is back flying the verse. Got a good deal on a 90 day subscription, so thats the minimum of her shelf life.

Just got my code for GOG Galaxy

…so for my portrait series I’ve reinstalled Neverwinter Nights and Arcanum. My meta-physicist Ociandin in AO is just shy of level 50. Since Dragonfall is owned there’s no rush there. I got a resubscribe offer for Eve which is good enough I’m totally looking at so I can kick the dust off of Lola Peal.
The problem is WoW. Do I want to get a hold of customer service to get a new password and dehook my old phone? I kinda don’t. I mean while I played a good amount of WoW, it never felt like the characters were their own people. I never made a moral choice. I never made a… well rarely… made a fashion choice. Hell, I feel more connected to my characters from long defunct Star Wars Galaxies. I think that’s why I never had the same love for Blizzard, as a solo player, there never was much in the way of choice. No freewill.