tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183263572011-04-21T16:42:15.299-07:00Mister Duckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05960418217013694121noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18326357.post-1130537720803079502005-10-28T14:40:00.000-07:002005-10-28T15:33:06.523-07:00The day started out normal, as it usually does. The skies where dark and cold. Sparkling new snow had been splattered out in the early morning hours, to all our amusement...<br />On my way back from the university I got lazy and therefore i choosed to swap my plans and check in on a buddy of mine. He is by-the-way called Mr. Duck. He is not to be known by any real name because he refuses the importance of being unique.<br />Anyway, he <span style="font-style: italic;">lives</span> in a middle class area of the town. Not that hard to find either. When I finally was there I could spot a person posing as a statue you could find in a art gallery. He was clearly thinking about something in particular. When I recall Mr.Duck is <span style="font-style: italic;">always</span> posing that way when im crossing the corner spotting him. Except when there's people around, then he is no where to be see<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4637/1790/1600/4th.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4637/1790/320/4th.png" alt="" border="0" /></a>n..<br /><br />«Hello there, long time no seen..» Mr. Duck said.<br />«Well, hello there too» I answered. I was about to ask him what was going on when he said; «This was a tough night. Suddenly I had thousand of ideas flowing through my mind. I got stuck on this 4th-dimension idea...I got real stuck.»<br />«Did you come up with any theories then?» I responded. «What about 4th-dimensional sound? As far as I can tell we humans can only hear noises produced in a 3d environment. Theoretical.<br />What if we in the future could produce chosen part of the sound in a 4th-dimension, and therefore not audible by us humans..?»<br />As if I wasn't tired enough of listening to the mathematical lectures all day.. I said goodbye to Mr. Duck and went on the long walk home. Mr. Duck disappeared before I could finish my sentence. It might take some days before I will visit him again..<br /><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18326357-113053772080307950?l=mrduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mister Duckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05960418217013694121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18326357.post-1130354455893006062005-10-26T12:20:00.000-07:002005-10-26T12:20:55.893-07:00I declare this blog.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18326357-113035445589300606?l=mrduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mister Duckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05960418217013694121noreply@blogger.com0