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If you wanted to build a recording digital accelerometer, would a piezo sensor per axis be a reasonable start?

From the Quotation of the day mailing list, 2005-06-05.:

"There is no royal path to good writing; and such paths as exist do not lead through neat critical gardens, various as they are, but through the jungles of self, the world, and of craft." -- Jessamyn West

(submitted to the mailing list by Jeannette Cezanne)

From the Quotation of the day mailing list, 2005-06-05.:

"There is no royal path to good writing; and such paths as exist do not lead through neat critical gardens, various as they are, but through the jungles of self, the world, and of craft." -- Jessamyn West

(submitted to the mailing list by Jeannette Cezanne)

I slept terribly last night, and didn't really get solidly asleep until the sun was up. And then, of course, I overslept badly, waking up about fifteen minutes before justgus37 was supposed to come pick me up to take me to the HCB gig today (a party in Southern MD). So I was running around like crazy trying to get showered and into my kilt in time, still feeling like crap from not having slept enough and then waking up too abruptly ... skipped washing my hair, skipped breakfast, misplaced my towel, misplaced other things, started losing my freaking mind. Panic city. And then, still dripping from the shower, I started feeling nauseated and had to lie down, at which point I also became impossibly sleepy. As I crashed, I prayed, "Lord, please make this whole morning turn out to have been a dream, and let it really still be before 11:30."

As I was fading into unconsciousness, it did occur to me that I should try to open my eyes one final time Just In Case.

And lo, 'twas about a third to eleven, and the absolutely frantic morning had been a dream! (Thank you, Lord.) *whew*

Now I'm feeling exhausted from that very tiring dream, but I am awake in time to get ready without complete panic -- I even have time to type this in here. Again: *whew*

I slept terribly last night, and didn't really get solidly asleep until the sun was up. And then, of course, I overslept badly, waking up about fifteen minutes before justgus37 was supposed to come pick me up to take me to the HCB gig today (a party in Southern MD). So I was running around like crazy trying to get showered and into my kilt in time, still feeling like crap from not having slept enough and then waking up too abruptly ... skipped washing my hair, skipped breakfast, misplaced my towel, misplaced other things, started losing my freaking mind. Panic city. And then, still dripping from the shower, I started feeling nauseated and had to lie down, at which point I also became impossibly sleepy. As I crashed, I prayed, "Lord, please make this whole morning turn out to have been a dream, and let it really still be before 11:30."

As I was fading into unconsciousness, it did occur to me that I should try to open my eyes one final time Just In Case.

And lo, 'twas about a third to eleven, and the absolutely frantic morning had been a dream! (Thank you, Lord.) *whew*

Now I'm feeling exhausted from that very tiring dream, but I am awake in time to get ready without complete panic -- I even have time to type this in here. Again: *whew*

Just finished 3rd set at gig. Tony the Tiger thinks I ran 4/5 of a mile in that set.