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Freak A Leak Clean
- Cause to act in such a way
- Fleck or streak randomly
- freak out: lose one's nerve; "When he saw the accident, he freaked out"
- a person or animal that is markedly unusual or deformed
- addict: someone who is so ardently devoted to something that it resembles an addiction; "a golf addict"; "a car nut"; "a bodybuilding freak"; "a news junkie"
- React or behave in a wild and irrational way, typically because of the effects of extreme emotion, mental illness, or drugs
- Make (something or someone) free of dirt, marks, or mess, esp. by washing, wiping, or brushing
- Remove the innards of (fish or poultry) prior to cooking
- clean and jerk: a weightlift in which the barbell is lifted to shoulder height and then jerked overhead
- make clean by removing dirt, filth, or unwanted substances from; "Clean the stove!"; "The dentist cleaned my teeth"
- free from dirt or impurities; or having clean habits; "children with clean shining faces"; "clean white shirts"; "clean dishes"; "a spotlessly clean house"; "cats are clean animals"
- an accidental hole that allows something (fluid or light etc.) to enter or escape; "one of the tires developed a leak"
- be leaked; "The news leaked out despite his secrecy"
- tell anonymously; "The news were leaked to the paper"
- A hole in a container or covering through which contents, esp. liquid or gas, may accidentally pass
- The action of leaking in such a way
- A similar escape of electric charge or current
Freakonomics: A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything (P.S.)
Which is more dangerous, a gun or a swimming pool?
What do schoolteachers and sumo wrestlers have in common?
How much do parents really matter?
These may not sound like typical questions for an economist to ask. But Steven D. Levitt is not a typical economist. He studies the riddles of everyday life—from cheating and crime to parenting and sports—and reaches conclusions that turn conventional wisdom on its head.
Freakonomics is a groundbreaking collaboration between Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner, an award-winning author and journalist. They set out to explore the inner workings of a crack gang, the truth about real estate agents, the secrets of the Ku Klux Klan, and much more.
Through forceful storytelling and wry insight, they show
that economics is, at root, the study of incentives—how
people get what they want or need, especially when other people want or need the same thing.
Economics is not widely considered to be one of the sexier sciences. The annual Nobel Prize winner in that field never receives as much publicity as his or her compatriots in peace, literature, or physics. But if such slights are based on the notion that economics is dull, or that economists are concerned only
with finance itself, Steven D. Levitt will change some minds. In Freakonomics (written with Stephen J. Dubner), Levitt argues that many apparent mysteries of everyday life don't need to be so mysterious: they could be illuminated and made even more fascinating by asking the right questions and drawing connections. For example, Levitt traces the drop in violent crime rates to a drop in violent criminals and, digging further, to the Roe v. Wade decision that preempted the existence of some people who would be born to poverty and hardship. Elsewhere, by analyzing data gathered from inner-city Chicago drug-dealing gangs, Levitt outlines a corporate structure much like McDonald's, where the top bosses make great money while scores of underlings make something below minimum wage. And in a section that may alarm or relieve worried parents, Levitt argues that parenting methods don't really matter much and that a backyard swimming pool is much more dangerous than a gun. These enlightening chapters are separated by effusive passages from Dubner's 2003 profile of Levitt in The New York Times Magazine, which led to the book being written. In a book filled with bold logic, such back-patting veers Freakonomics, how
ever briefly, away from what Levitt actually has to say. Although maybe there's a good economic reason for that too, and we're just not getting it yet. --John Moe
Jake, myself and our "new" TV
HELLO my friends!
I am back! After a very stressful, exciting, and at times depressing time away from flickr.
So much happened since i was away from here so I will just start with our awesome find! We found this spectacular 1954 Sentinel TV at Urban Ore (salvage place) in Berkeley, CA Jan. 19th. we just about freaked out when we saw it. But when we saw it we did not have enough money in our pocket to buy it on the spot. (which ended up costing $75, a bit more than we really wanted to spend, well at least what I wanted to spend... Im so darn cheap! but this thing was amazing) So we had to leave to go to the bank to get more money and then we bought it! As we were leaving the parking lot an older guy came to my window asking how
much we paid for it and told us it was a steal and its a beauty. Then as we were driving along we noticed everyone was gawking at it and when we were stopped at a light this little toyota thing pulled next to us and these two older asian guys asked if we wanted to sell it! We thought that was funny. so we made it to our apartment and when we reached the top of the stairs to our apartment..... uh oh..... the back of the screen chipped on the doorway and the gas started to leak... waaa we didnt even get to plug it in to see if it still worked! Now we know for sure it doesnt! We were sad for a bit, then we started to clean it and we still love it and one day we might be able to fix it.
So I wanted to share something with everyone cause Im long over due. Hope you all enjoyed! I hope to be uploading again on a semi regular basis, now that I have some more time than before to actually do so!
My family spent most of today cleaning out the garage. Mostly because we've lived in this house for 12 years and the garage has been accumulating crap that entire time without being cleaned even once. Since I spent all day in this dark ass garage, I wanted today's photo to have something to do with that. So I busted out my trusty new tripod and took some long exposures. This one is my favorite, even though it's weird and looks like a freaking still-life photography assignment.
This was taken at 18mm, f22 25" ISO-LO1.0. The low ISO let me expose for a long time so the light could leak in through the open door in the lower-right corner of the shot. (Also: Zero noise! Yay!) The blue light in the left of the frame is from a distant fluorescent light. It looks a lot more blue than it really is, partially thinks to the long exposure, and partially thanks to Photoshop.
I shot RAW, but didn't process. I mostly just sharpened, dodged, and burned in Photoshop to make the picture more clear. I also duplicated my main layer and overlayed a blue-yellow gradient at 15% Opacity to make the left half of the picture bluer and the right half yellow-er.
I'm listening to Sick-O-Me, by the Descendents.
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