I don’t see how, except if you throw in the resistance of the tire material, which may or may not be significant. The PSI/weight ratio should map in a straight line. If the surface is deflected, it’s the contact patch, and if it’s deflected, it being done at the same PSI across the whole patch.

We should probably throw this out to the conveyor-belt radius crowd to chew on. I don’t have the knowledge or math, I’m just going by barnyard physics here.

H.

Likewise, so we’re on equal footing. ;)

Well, to add to the barnyard physics, while the heavier car might be generating more drag due to friction, it also has increased momentum.

Got back from a 10-day vacation visiting family in California, and found out the coolest fact about my father-in-law: he was one of Bruce Lee’s original students at his Los Angeles Jeet Kune Do dojo.

At the bottom of this link, there’s a listing of Lee’s students and training partners, and right there under the Los Angeles listing is my new father-in-law, Mike Cochrane. Also, here’s a cellcam photo I took of his framed certificate from the school:

Sadly, he discontinued his martial arts study shortly afterward to pursue his interest in chess. He told me if he could’ve known he was studying under a legend, he wouldn’t have left.

I mentioned our Christmas zombie awhile back and I promised a picture:

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30912158&l=a9d2332b8d&id=1259744794

I was drunk at a barn party this semester (A party that took place in the middle of a field at some person’s vacation house (barn)), and I was out behind it taking a piss next to some old refigerator. I was marvelling the oldness of it, since it looked to straight up be from the 1930’s (it probably still had lead paint!), when I noticed something on the ground.

I looked down and there’s a fucking PERSON crawling out of the ground out at me. I quickly stumble backwards, put myself back into my pants, and haul ass out of there. I went to go get my girlfriend at the time, to show her. She didn’t believe me (With great reason, I make shit up all the time). I drag her out back, and show her. Mind you she’s drunk too. She walks over, and kicks it.

It was one of those. But some asshole had it partially hidden in a very dark area which was known to be frequented for bathroom purposes. Devious. Devious devious devious.

They’re pretty cool, in hindsight, and I like yours with the santa hat.

My new laptop came in two hours ago. I’m in love.

I stepped on the scale this morning after a shower. This is one of those “doctor style” scales with the actual counterweight bars and everything, not some electronic nonsense. For the first time in over a decade, I’m under 200 pounds; with the final tally at a cool 198.8ish. I’m actually pretty jazzed since I was just tipping 220 mid-Summer and most of the weight lost since then has been unhealthy fat.

The only downside is that now all my fatty-fat clothes droop big time. Pants that used to end perfectly at the middle of my shoes I now have to roll up twice to keep off the ground (the pant-legs are draping instead of pulling taut over large thighs). And the only smaller shirts I have are really old (like mid 90s) T-shirts from Hot Topic that I never wore because I bought them as motivators (fail!) when I was already too large to wear them.

Congrats Shift! I’ll probably always be around that weight. I’m a giant at 6’4’’, so the 180’s-200’s is normal.

I hit under 200 for the first time in my entire adult life a few months ago. It was 199.9. It felt great. I’m back over 200 though because I’ve been shifting over to muscle building. It’s a great feeling.

I ran my first 10k today. This is just me running solo and non-competitively. I’d been slowly building up to it, running 8k the last few weeks. It’s funny that running for a full 10 minutes seemed monumental back in May.

Congrats to all. I managed to reduce my resting pulse from the high 80s to the mid 60s over the past few months. Yay us!

So a friend of mine asks me if I’d take her to the grocery store after work. I say sure, but that I’ll be later than usual since I need to hit UPS and the post office on the way home. She says that that’s okay, because she can’t really leave 'til 5 anyway, since she’s got a pot roast cooking. I say “Pot roast? Hells yes! I’m eating at your place tonight!” and she says…

“No, in Cafe World.”

:(

We’re visiting my wife’s parents, and my mother-in-law keeps insisting on playing this mind-numbingly terrible CD of music ruined by the Glee cast.

If I have to hear them slaughter Proud Mary one more time, I’m going to flip out and kill people.

Edit: fuuuuuuuuck, what’s worse than Cyndi Lauper? “True Colors” sung by the cast of Glee, that’s what.

Oh, come on. It’s fun to have relatives with no musical taste introduce you to the music that moves them.

My mother got “WOW, It’s 2010: The Best of the Year in Christian Rock” from my nieces. I escaped before she played it.

My sincere condolences.

Amen on the escape :)

I finally removed and reinstalled my transmission, and I’ve got a pretty big leak out of it. It was leaking before but this looks a little worse.

I was able to do this job by myself for the first time so it’s not that hard, just so fucking tedious. I need a new car so I can work on this one at my leisure.