#8 Time, Space and all that...

Hey again, im back with another not particularly interesting blog, not really controvertial, but i just want to type it to get it straight in my head.

Time - the fourth dimension? the fastest thing in the universe? a very very abstract noun? Well frankly i don't think time should be any of these things, except the noun one.
Time as a dimension? really? i couldn't really ever get my head around that, but it simplifies it a bit, but i think time can't be classed as a dimension because we can't really properly go back along the line. We are ALWAYS in the present, kinda annoying. really... ok well i can't prove it isn't a dimension, but let me try, first whats a dimension? *goes to dictionary.com

Physics. A physical property, such as mass, length, time, or a combination thereof, regarded as a fundamental measure or as one of a set of fundamental measures of a physical quantity: Velocity has the dimensions of length divided by time.

Ok, right well there's a simple flaw here, time isn't a property, its not physical so it's not a dimension.
QED.

Time - the fastest thing in the Universe. Well, I for one would like to know this, now, i do know the ins and outs of Einsteins theory of relativity thanks to Dr.Avshu and my special physics books. But i wish Einstein would come back and explain to me why nothing can go as fast as light? i mean its only what, 400,000,000km a second. To be honest thats not very fast for the fastest thing ever... I would say there is no conclusive evidence that NOTHING EVER will EVER go as fast or faster than light. I mean, why couldn't you build an engine to go that fast eventually?

Yes, thanks for reading if you did, now comment :D

~Dan

p.s Chris if you know any answers post it and tell me at school

- Life - .Weekend.

Ok i thought i might do an actual post about my life, namely this weekend.

It started out great on friday evening when there was anarchy among the ranks of the debating squad and we actually did a debate instead of 'training' :D.
After Debating i looked at the notice board and discovered that I was meant to be in a race on Saturday, i was to be the cox, yes thats right the little man at the front shouting at people, most of you who know me - im not that small... i mean, im almost 6' but hey, our coaches mind works in mysterious ways.
So, Saturday, 7am in the morning and i catch my lift to Hampton Court where the race is happening. After a 2 hour wait at the river bank, i finally crush myself into the cox's seat and my crew rows up to the start. Now, apparently, there was no way in hell that we could win the division so we were going to go for a bronze medal. This would involve losing the first race and winning the next two.
We deliberatly lost the first race, won the next... and the loser's final we one also. Almost before we knew it we had taken bronze, while the A crew had taken gold. The funny thing is - our crew had the best time on the course, so we probably could have one the division. (Oh yea and i got a medal for coxing before archie haha)

Yes, when i find anything deep and meaningful to blog about i will, please give ideas if you want to know what my opinionated little head thinks.
~Dan