Archive for September, 2005

Unlucky Lottery Numbers!

I got in my car today and started heading for the office. My radio tuned in to 92.3 the Fort.

I’m thinking to myself, “Do I want to stop at the gas station and pick up a fountain pop or not?”

I’m trying to stop drinking so much pop, so I probably shouldn’t. It’s kinda like my morning coffee, except it’s loaded with high fructose corn syrup. Anyway, as my internal battle wages on, I hear a commercial on the radio.
Lost Lottery Ticket
“The PowerBall Jackpot is up to a near-record of $148 MILLION DOLLARS!”

Decision made. I head to the nearest gas station to bet my numbers. Heh, I already have them picked out!

I picked these numbers:
4 8 15 16 23 42

You might recognize them from the hit TV series “Lost”. So, If I win with these numbers, will I have to cut ABC and the producers of “Lost” a check? They probably have some sort of patent or trademark on them.

They pull the numbers tonight somewhere around 9 o’clock. During the second episode of “Lost” (insert spooky music here).

I also decided to bet one of the strings of numbers that I came up with in my “NumbersTheory” I posted a couple weeks ago.
3 6 12 15 21 39

Then, I decided, maybe I should actually bet a number that I have a chance of winning with (regardless of exactly how the odds are against me!) After all, it is $148 Million!

I just checked the odds of winning the lottery, they are 146,107,962 to 1. If you add up all of the digits in 146,107,962, they add up to 36. This is divisible by 3. When you add 3+6, you get 9. Which is divisible by 3.

The magic number of 3 and 9 play a central role to my numbers theory. (insert more spooky music here!)

Whoa. Please smack me if you see me out buying tarot cards.

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Have you ever smelled strawberry pizza vomit?

It was pizza night at the Cramer house tonight! I just didn’t realize it was going to be served with a heaping side of vomit.

It was about 8 o’clock when we all settled down in front of the TV to eat. Charlie was sitting at his little table eating his pizza and drinking strawberry flavored milk. Lori and I were both sitting on the couch with pizza in hand. We had just started watching a TiVo’d episode of “How I Met Your Mother.” All was good.

I was only about half-way through my first slice of pizza when Charlie suddenly jumped out of his chair and ran towards the bathroom. He only made it to the doorway when it hit. He stopped running and threw-up all over the floor. He looked up at us and said “Oh, Man!”

Then he turned and started heading for the bathroom again. He wasn’t done.

I jumped off the sofa and chased after him, expertly avoiding the throw-up splatter in the doorway. I spotted him just in time to see him throw-up a second time. This time it was all over the floor and front of the toilet. He didn’t manage to get the seat up in time.

It still wasn’t over.

At this point, Charlie realized that in his rush to the toilet, he had forgotten to turn on the bathroom light, so he turned and ran back to the doorway of the bathroom. As he reached up and turned on the light he threw-up a third time. Now, it was all over the wall and floor at the entrance of our bathroom.

I grabbed him under the arms and headed back to the toilet. Quickly flipping up the toilet seat, I put him down on the floor with his head aimed at the bowl. Unfortunately I set him down on edge of his second splatter and he started to slide. I caught him, but not before he had turned his head and thrown-up again. This time it solidly tagged the rim of the toilet. I think maybe half made it into the bowl, but the other half splattered all over the bathroom and him.

Finally, he was done. I stepped back to survey the damage. The bathroom was covered in curdeled strawerry milk and gooey chunks of pizza. The smell of strawberry bile was heavy in the air and Charlie was standing there pulling pieces of toilet paper off the roll and wiping chunks off his shirt.

My attention turned to Charlie, and I asked,
“Charlie, are you ok? What happened??”

His reply was unexpected,
“I never get bigger.”

“Why?!” I asked.

“I keep throwing up.”

He has always had a sensitive stomach. I have cleaned up more puke in the past 3-years than most people see in a lifetime. I’m sure this won’t be the last time this happens but hopefully next time, I can get him to the toilet a little sooner.

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Interactive Buddy

Thanks to buddy Jeff for destroying about 30 minutes of my day.

I got an email from him this morning with the title “Time waster”

The only thing in the email was this link:

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/interactivebuddy.html

Evil I tell you… Evil.

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Cheap(er) Gas

Rumor has it that gas is going to jump to over $4 per gallon by tomorrow. Thats an increase of over $1.40! If the rumors are true, waiting until tomorrow could cost me over $40 bucks more than normal. So, true or not, I figured I would play it safe and fill up both Lori’s and my car tonight.

Evidentally I’m not the only one who heard the rumor. I stopped to top off my tank at about 7:30. It was packed with over 20 cars jockeying for position at one of the 8 pumps. After 20 minutes at the gas station, I figured I would take Lori’s car over later.

At about 11:30 I hopped into her car and headed back. As I got out of her car, the newly posted sign on the pump caught my eye.

OUT OF GAS?! Ok, fine, I decided to head to one of the other gas stations nearby - surely they would have some go juice. No luck. The next TWO gas stations were also out of the low octane - cheap(er) gas.

Un-freaking-believeable. The fourth gas station I stopped at finally had gas.

I feel like I’m living in communist Russia.

Update:
As of 10:30 today, Gas is still the same price. Either the rumors weren’t true and I spent my night on a tour of Fort Wayne gas stations, or the price will jump sometime today. I’m hoping the rumors were false.

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Cracking Eggs

Charlie and I had our typical conversation after he woke up this morning.

“Charlie, did you sleep good?”

“Yeah”

“Did you have any good dreams?”

“Yeah, I crack eggs.”

Even though his dreams aren’t very detailed, I look forward to hearing them every morning.

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Click Click Bang.

I walked into the bedroom tonight while Lori was changing. I just so happened to be carrying our digital camera. She just so happened to be buck naked.

She spied the camera in my hand and gave me a look, then said “Don’t even think about it or I’ll…”

The sentence just trailed off, she was serious.

Well, now she went and did it. If I didn’t take the picture, it would look like I didn’t do it because she threatened me. She really gave me no choice, I had to stand up for myself.

Click.

The next sound I heard was her hand upside my head.

Yeah, I stood up for myself - and it hurt.

Oh, and if anyone is wondering, the picture only existed in the digital world for about 3 seconds.

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Weird dream.

Charlie woke up this morning, looked at me and said “Daddy, I had a weird dream.”

“There was a rope tied to me. I pulled it, it hurt my muscles.”

You get such unexpected comments from a 3 and a half year old.

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The Numbers Haunt Me.

I think watching 25 hours of LOST in 6 days has damaged my brain.

In episode 18, they revealed a mysterious string of numbers that seems to have some major role in the series. I know it’s sad, but I can’t get these numbers out of my brain. I know my problem, I want to solve the meaning of the numbers before they’re explained on the show. It’s the same principle as trying to figure out “who did it” in a murder mystery.

Putting too much time into solving it would be silly, so I tried to put them out of my head again. It’s not like I’m going to be able to figure out anything anyway. I’m sure there are thousands of LOST fanatics trying to figure out the puzzle too.

Then…

Tonight, just a bit before midnight, I headed to the kitchen to get some Salt & Vinegar Pringles and Easy-Cheese (trust me, these are great together.) The dry erase board and markers on my kitchen table caught my eye.

It’s not like I was really doing anything important. Lori and Charlie were sound asleep. There’s nothing on TV.

So, I thought maybe if I just jotted the numbers down real quick, maybe I would see something. Heck, maybe just the act of looking at the numbers a little closer would convince my brain that I had given this puzzle the ol’ college effort, and I could officially get them out of my brain (at least until premiere night on Weds!)

Well, that was over an hour ago.

So, here’s what I came up with. Time to write it down and join the ranks of the other fanatics who have wasted time trying to analyze a television show. ahhh…

Here are the numbers: 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42

I’m a very visual person, so of course I wrote them down. Then I stared at them for several minutes. I started adding, subtracting, multiplying, dividing the numbers in different ways. It all looked pretty insane.

I decided that there has to be a more visual way of looking at the numbers. Then, I remembered that in the episodes with the french chick, she had drawn a triangle on her maps, plus, I’ve always felt the show was a little “bermuda triangle-esque”, so I decided to map each of the numbers to a point on a triangle.

Follow me here.

I noticed the numbers went from low to high. So i decided to start mapping the numbers 1-42 onto the corners of the triangle by counting in a circular pattern.

Starting with the lower left corner, it would be #1. Then the top of the triangle was #2, and the right corner #3. Then back to the first corner, now it would be #4 (THE FIRST OF THE SEQUENCE NUMBERS), then top #5, right #6, left #7, top #8 (THE SECOND OF THE SEQUENCE NUMBERS), etc.

Here is what I found:
The numbers from the sequence fell onto these points of the triangle (the dashes are where all other numbers fell and I put it into a column format.)

left top bottom
- - -
4 - -
- 8 -
- - -
- - 15
16 - -
- - -
- 23 -
- - -
- - -
- - -
- - -
- - -
- - 42

Each number falls on the next point of the triangle. I decided to number the triangle points 1, 2, 3 instead of Left, Center, and Right. So Left=1, Top=2, Right=3.

Here are the results:

4-8-15-16-23-42
1–2–3–1–2–3

My next step was to do a little math. I subtracted the corresponding corner number from the original sequence number (ie, 4-1=3, 8-2=6, etc.)

Here are the results:

4-8-15-16-23-42
1–2–3–1–2–3
_______________
3-6-12-15-21-39

Now, everything is divisible by three. I decided to see if there was any pattern in the numbers, so I calculated the distance between each of the numbers.

3 (+3) 6 (+6) 12 (+3) 15 (+3) 21 (+18) 39

The distance between each of the numbers is:
3, 6, 3, 6, 18.

Wow. Looks like a pattern to me. One that I can actually repeat.

I decided to try adding some numbers to the sequence. The gap between the number 23 and 42 seems a little big, so I decided to add numbers into the middle of the sequence AND add some to the end.

The first row of numbers are based on the adjusted numbers I discovered above. Using the pattern of 3-6-3-6 I filled in the gap and added numbers to the end.

The second row is the position each new sequence number should take when mapped to the triangle. The third number is the new sequence number that results when the first row is added to the second row.

The new numbers in the sequences are highlighted in red.

3–6–12–15–21–24–30–33–39–42–48–51–57–60–66
1–2—3—1—2—3—-1—2—3—-1—2—3—-1—2—-3
_________________________________________________
4–8–15–16–23–27–31–35–42–43–50–54–58–62–69

After filling in these numbers, now I can try to find a pattern in new sequence number that was based on the original lost sequence.

The spacing between the numbers is:
4, 4, 7, 1, 7, 4, 4, 4, 7, 1, 7, 4, 4, 4, 7

You can find a repeating pattern in this sequence.
4, 4, 7, 1, 7, 4, **** 4, 4, 7, 1, 7, 4, **** 4, 4, 7

The repeating sequence is 4, 4, 7, 1, 7, 4

Using this pattern, I can create the original numbers starting from zero.
0 + 4 = 4
4 + 4 = 8
8 + 7 = 15
15+1 = 16
16+7 = 23
23+4 = 27

repeat the sequence
27+4 = 31
31+4 = 35
35+7 = 42
42+1 = 43
43+7 = 50
50+4 = 54

I can do this forever and create a pattern from the original sequence numbers.

4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 27,
31, 35, 42, 43, 50, 54,
58, 62, 69, 70, 77, 81,
85, 89, 96, 97, 104, 108,
112, 116, 123, 124, 131, 135,
139, 143, 150, 151, 158, 162,

Each sequence has a span of 27.

There are some strange things about the number 27:
27 / 3 = 9
9 / 3 = 3
2 + 7 = 9

27 times any number will create a number where the individual digits when added together will equal a multiple of 9.

Examples:
27*2=54, 5+4=9
27*8=216, 2+1+6=9
27*42=1134, 1+1+3+4=9
27*99=2673, 2+6+7+3=18, 18/2=9

Interesting thing about the number 9?
3*3=9
3+3+3=9

So… what does this mean? No frigin’ idea.

What does this mean to me? Now my brain will never rest. I’ve convinced myself that there is a next step to the puzzle, but I’m not sure which direction to take it.

It’s official, I’ve lost my mind.

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Numbers…

4 8 15 16 23 42

I bought the DVD set for Season One of Lost. In the past 4 days, I’ve watched 23 hours of LOST. I have 2 more hours (the conclusion) to watch tomorrow.

I think I’m an addict.

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It doesn’t matter if you die in a dream.

Last night I had a dream that there was a dead guy face down on the desk in one of our empty offices.

He was wearing a dark blue suit and a loosened tie with the top button of his shirt undone. His skin was sort of a bluish green color and his tongue was hanging out of his mouth. I’m not really sure how I was able to see all of this detail since he was sitting in a chair face down on the desk, so I’m pretty much going to have to chalk it up to being a dream thing.

Anyway, that’s not the bizarre part. What was realy strange was nobody seemed to care that there was this dead guy in the office. They were mostly upset that they couldn’t use the office space. When I asked about the dead guy, I always got the same response, “oh, we can’t use that office, there’s a dead guy in there” then they would go back to whatever they were doing.

Not really sure what this dream means, but everytime I walk by the desk I can visualize this strange dead guy laying there. It’s kinda creepy.

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