Saturday, April 11, 2009

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

My Lightsaber


I made this lightsaber all by myself. First I found the good pieces. A metal tube with a hole for the handel, a piece of plywood for the belt clip, on/off switch, and the bottom cap. I used drill, circular saw, saw, file, two washers, a nut, a bolt, and some glue.

I made it by:
1. Using the circular saw I cut a piece of plywood to match the hole on the handle, colored it red, and glued it to the hole
2. Using the circular saw again I cut a square then used the saw to make it an octagon then filed the edges to make a circle and glued it onto the bottom.
3. Then using the drill I made a hole for the bolt.
4. Using the circular saw for the third time I cut a rectangle and drilled a hole for the bolt and using the saw I cut 1/2 cm in the midle and 1/4 cm on the side then filed the corners so they are not sharp.
5. Finally I screwed the bolt onto the belt clip and slid the two washers on and screwed it onto the hole on the handle
6. When i got home I filled it with a bunch of LEDs and lasers and batteries and a switch.

When it was ready I placed a camera onto a tripod, started the timer to take a picture, took the attack stance and turned on the lightsaber.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Head turn 360



Don't try this at home!

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Giant Torayan


Yesterday we went to Roppongi Hills to see the Giant Torayan. 7.2 meter high Giant Torayan is 4.5 times as tall as I am (I am about 160 cm and 7.2/1.6=4.5). I can imagine it shouting "GI-GAN-TIC FI-RE BRE-AT-HING TO-RA-YAN!!" while he marches and breathes fire. It looks like a baby in a space suit. Before it breathes fire it cries like a baby.


There was small yellow torayans around it and one was inside its belly hatch. They looked like astronauts and I think Giant Torayan is their rocket.





Tuesday, March 24, 2009

I need more sleep!


I like Calvin and Hobbes because Calvin is sooooooo like me! He has a reeeeeally good imaginatiooooon like me filled with crazy ideas of duplicates, transmoglyfiers, and dinosaurs. He drives his mom, dad, and teacher crazy.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

A poem is a riddle

I am floating in darkness.
I am weightless.
I am floating for eternity.
There is nothing but blackness.
Floating... floating forever.
Black is what I call light.
Floating is what I call walking.

Who am I?

I am an astronaut.


Photo NASA