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Home Physics Symmetry Functions Computers GPG Keys Cryptography Nifty Links		Daniel A. Brue Graduate Student : Research Assistant B.S. Physics - University of Oklahoma 2002 M.S. Physics - University of Oklahoma 2005 RHCT 2007 Working on Ph.D. at OU Email: brue(at)nhn.ou.edu
		"The goal of science is to build better mousetraps. The goal of nature is to build better mice." - Oscar Wilde
		Interests: I suppose it's naturally understood that I'm interested in physics. I am also interested in Linux as well as Unix computer systems, mostly for the purposes of scientific computing. I am also very interested in Go, an ancient Chinese game, which can now be found on Yahoo Games, but usually not in stores. I like racketball, reading, and playing poker. Here are some links that I visit often: CNN NIST Comics.com Digg Slashdot Best Of Craigslist
		Go: The game of Go is more than four thousand years old. Called Wei Qi in China where it originated, it was later called Go in Japan, and has other names throughout the far east. There are a few different accounts for the history of the game. One chinese account says that Wei Qi (pronounced Way Chee) was invented by the Emperor Shun (2255-2206 BC) in order to educate his son on keeping an empire. The traditional board is a grid of 19x19 lines, and the pieces are played on the intersections of these lines. The playing pieces are stones, traditionally black and white. The purpose of the game is to claim as much area of the board as possible. The area is constituted of empty space.

A well liked poem:

The Fool's Prayer

The Royal feast was done; the King
Sought some new sport to banish care,
And to his jester cried, "Sir Fool,
Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!"

The jester doffed his cap and bells,
And stood the mocking court before;
They could not see the bitter smile
Behind the painted grin he wore.

He bowed his head, and bent his knee
Upon the monarch's silken stool;
His pleading voice arose: "O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!

"No pity, Lord could change the heart
From red with wrong to white as wool:
The rod must heal the sin; but, Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!

"'Tis not by guilt the onward sweep
Of truth and right, O Lord, we stay;
'Tis by our follies that so long
We hold the earth from heaven away.

"These clumsy feet, still in the mire,
Go crushing blossoms without end;
These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust
Among the heart-strings of a friend.

"The ill-timed truth we might have kept-
Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung!
The word we had not sense to say-
Who knows how grandly it had rung!

"Our faults no tenderness should ask,
The chastening stripes must cleanse them all;
But for our blunders - oh, in shame
Before the eyes of heaven we fall.

"Earth bears no balsam for mistakes;
Men crown the Knave, and scourge the tool
That did his will; but Thou, O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!"

The room was hushed, in silence rose
The King, and sought his gardens cool,
And walked apart, and murmured low,
"Be merciful to me, a fool!"

-- Edward Rowland Sill (1841-87)

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