Three-phase 32A 415V power socket

I was try­ing to describe to some­one what a 3 phase 32A 415V socket looked like (at least in Aus­tralia) the other day and dis­cov­ered noth­ing of assis­tance in Google at all.

So here are two photos.

An Australian 3 phase 32A 415V power socket

3-phase at Sydney Uni

Note the easter-egg in this image. If you go to Syd­ney and need to show some­one what one looks like, there are about four on the front lawns.

Feel free to steal these images, etc./link to this page. Deep link images and die a hor­ri­ble death. I’ve refrained from doing BadThings to a cou­ple of MySpace users thus far, but if any­one with slightly more brains tries it then the images will prob­a­bly turn into things you’d rather they didn’t. Here ends the warn­ing that also applies to every image pub­lished here.

# by Josh on May 17th, 2006 Tags: , , , ,
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Easter convention 2006

Sunset westbound on the M4 towards the Blue Mountains

I wasn’t driving.

Sunset westbound on the M4 towards the Blue Mountains, darker

The trip up took about… 3 hours or some­thing ridicu­lous, coz a bus flipped (no one was seri­ously hurt but there were heli­copters and blocked lanes and stuff). Hence it get­ting dark.

The theme of the week­end was “Now and Then” (as in “now, and then”, not the col­lo­quial expres­sion mean­ing “occa­sion­ally”), look­ing at var­i­ous bits of the Bible with about 3,000 peo­ple from across NSW (and a decent num­ber from other states, too) in a big shed, albeit a big shed with a stage and stuff. Basi­cally, it was look­ing at how we should be liv­ing now in view of ‘the end’, and also the nature of that end — a guy called Luke Tat­ter­sall (one of three speak­ers for the week­end) looked at Rev­e­la­tion, which was… inter­est­ing. It’s prob­a­bly the first time I’ve seen that part of the bible really approached, which was good.

Another great part of the week­end was just hang­ing out with peo­ple. I met a whole bunch of new peo­ple at the place I was stay­ing, and caught up with old friends (as in… friends who have been friends for a long time, not ex– friends!) and got to hang out with var­i­ous peo­ple from church (every­one was stay­ing pretty close to the site this time, which was cool).

People from where I was staying

These are the peo­ple who were stay­ing in the same place… yep, Lau­ren was there (pleas­ant sur­prise… wasn’t expect­ing there to be any­one I knew!). If you think you can see some­thing green on my face, you’re right. One of the talks sug­gested going around stick­ing green/red stick­ers on every­thing that would/would not last past death… I had a green sticker for some rea­son on the last day so wound up wear­ing it on my face. It even­tu­ally came off and is now on my cam­era. Go fig­ure! (My lit­tle Optio is pretty durable, but I think past-the-end-of-the-world is push­ing it.)

Oh, and you must excuse the visual hor­ri­ble­ness of that photo. I’ve tried to clean it up as best I can (mak­ing parts worse, but it’s more bal­anced in terms of colour now), but the per­son tak­ing the photo was utterly con­vinced that hav­ing peo­ple in full sun would be a dis­as­ter (for the pho­tos). I have no idea how she came to this con­clu­sion: suf­fice to say, it is abun­dantly clear she was com­pletely wrong ;-)

Scrabble

Scrab­ble is the new cool game. Or, more accu­rately, a vari­ant of scrab­ble that involves mak­ing words as let­ters are turned over and steal­ing them from the oppos­ing team by com­ing up with vari­ants derived from the same word spellings. Great fun! (I’ve heard this called “Grab­ble”, if that means any­thing to anyone).

To the tune of “It’s a small world after­all”: I also man­aged to catch up with Katy and Jo Mason… which was odd, because they totally didn’t have any link to each other before­hand, but some­how knew the same peo­ple and wound up at the same house one night. As did I.

Aside from all that, there was a pic­nic one day and this pic­ture was taken of a kid sit­ting on someone’s lap, lis­ten­ing to an iPod in utterly engrossed fash­ion. I include it here for its sheer visual awesomeness.

Kid listening to iPod with lens flare, etc.

# by Josh on April 19th, 2006 Tags: , , , ,
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Easter Sunday

From Mark 16, NIV translation

The Res­ur­rec­tion

1When the Sab­bath was over, Mary Mag­da­lene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they might go to anoint Jesus’ body. 2Very early on the first day of the week, just after sun­rise, they were on their way to the tomb 3and they asked each other, “Who will roll the stone away from the entrance of the tomb?”

4But when they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had been rolled away. 5As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man dressed in a white robe sit­ting on the right side, and they were alarmed.

6“Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “You are look­ing for Jesus the Nazarene, who was cru­ci­fied. He has risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid him. 7But go, tell his dis­ci­ples and Peter, ‘He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.’ ”

# by Josh on March 27th, 2005 Tags: , , , , , ,
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Good Friday

From Mark 15, NIV translation

Jesus Before Pilate

1Very early in the morn­ing, the chief priests, with the elders, the teach­ers of the law and the whole San­hedrin, reached a deci­sion. They bound Jesus, led him away and handed him over to Pilate.

2“Are you the king of the Jews?” asked Pilate.

“Yes, it is as you say,” Jesus replied.

3The chief priests accused him of many things. 4So again Pilate asked him, “Aren’t you going to answer? See how many things they are accus­ing you of.”

5But Jesus still made no reply, and Pilate was amazed.

6Now it was the cus­tom at the Feast to release a pris­oner whom the peo­ple requested. 7A man called Barab­bas was in prison with the insur­rec­tion­ists who had com­mit­ted mur­der in the upris­ing. 8The crowd came up and asked Pilate to do for them what he usu­ally did.

9“Do you want me to release to you the king of the Jews?” asked Pilate, 10know­ing it was out of envy that the chief priests had handed Jesus over to him. 11But the chief priests stirred up the crowd to have Pilate release Barab­bas instead.

12“What shall I do, then, with the one you call the king of the Jews?” Pilate asked them.

13“Cru­cify him!” they shouted.

14“Why? What crime has he com­mit­ted?” asked Pilate.

But they shouted all the louder, “Cru­cify him!”

15Want­ing to sat­isfy the crowd, Pilate released Barab­bas to them. He had Jesus flogged, and handed him over to be crucified.

The Sol­diers Mock Jesus

16The sol­diers led Jesus away into the palace (that is, the Prae­to­rium) and called together the whole com­pany of sol­diers. 17They put a pur­ple robe on him, then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on him. 18And they began to call out to him, “Hail, king of the Jews!” 19Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him. 20And when they had mocked him, they took off the pur­ple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to cru­cify him.

The Cru­ci­fix­ion

21A cer­tain man from Cyrene, Simon, the father of Alexan­der and Rufus, was pass­ing by on his way in from the coun­try, and they forced him to carry the cross. 22They brought Jesus to the place called Gol­go­tha (which means The Place of the Skull). 23Then they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it. 24And they cru­ci­fied him. Divid­ing up his clothes, they cast lots to see what each would get.

25It was the third hour when they cru­ci­fied him. 26The writ­ten notice of the charge against him read: THE KING OF THE JEWS. 27They cru­ci­fied two rob­bers with him, one on his right and one on his left. 29Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shak­ing their heads and say­ing, “So! You who are going to destroy the tem­ple and build it in three days, 30come down from the cross and save yourself!”

31In the same way the chief priests and the teach­ers of the law mocked him among them­selves. “He saved oth­ers,” they said, “but he can’t save him­self! 32Let this Christ, this King of Israel, come down now from the cross, that we may see and believe.” Those cru­ci­fied with him also heaped insults on him.

The Death of Jesus

33At the sixth hour dark­ness came over the whole land until the ninth hour. 34And at the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” – which means, “My God, my God, why have you for­saken me?”

35When some of those stand­ing near heard this, they said, “Lis­ten, he’s call­ing Elijah.”

36One man ran, filled a sponge with wine vine­gar, put it on a stick, and offered it to Jesus to drink. “Now leave him alone. Let’s see if Eli­jah comes to take him down,” he said.

37With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.

38The cur­tain of the tem­ple was torn in two from top to bot­tom. 39And when the cen­tu­rion, who stood there in front of Jesus, heard his cry and saw how he died, he said, “Surely this man was the Son of God!”

# by Josh on March 25th, 2005 Tags: , , , , , , ,
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