Gold bug update

Well I have had comments on this from my sister. So i'll update u here.
The board in question has 2.7 cubic inches of material.
If it is brass - worthless
If it is silver about $200.00
And if it is solid gold $32,000
This board was made in 1976 to prototype circuits.
It has approximatively 2,800 pins each 1" in length and 1/32 inch on a side.
Now the only indication I have it might be gold is the weight.
Now if the pins are brass the pins will weigh about .8lbs
If the pins are silver the pins will weigh about 1 lb
And if the pins are gold then the board should weigh at least 2 lbs
The board seems to weigh more than 1 lb giving idea to pursue further
The other thing is if the pins are gold plated. At 20 microns we have a value of $83.00
at 40 microns we have a value of $166.00
After 34 years the pins are bright and shinny. Another point for gold.
So we still have suspense.
My guess now it is brass and worthless.
I have other boards from the same date 1976 where the whole board uses gold.
Now days just the fingers are gold.
So the mystery still remains.
Keep tuned as we will next weigh the board.

letter to my forex providor

Dear cms,
I would like to remind u that the outages happened before. So ur
explanation seems to me dubious. I am probably ur smallest and busiest
customer having logged over 3,400 transactions in the last 2 months.
Ur outage hurt me a lot. How many times I tried to logon.
Suggestion one
1. Have another site which shows the status. Your regular cms web site
was down also.
And when u r up state that so I don't spend hours trying to logon.
Or even better email me when u come up.
2. Obviously have a backup plan.(But have this plan evaluated by a
third party like me)
3. I am in the bonus plan but have no way of knowing when my bonuses
should arrive so I have a separate xcel spread sheet to keep track of
things
4. Give everyone a small bonus. And forget trying to sort out all of
the if and whys. Then everyone is happy.
With the bonus sign a waiver of future claims .
I would like to come there and straiten u out but I am busy being an
old man with 46 years of computer experience.
The good side of this is to be disciplined and never ever assume ur
provider will be there.
In my heart I sympathies with you having been on the front lines with
screaming executives and heads rolling down the aisles. The good old
days. Try running a business in a third world country where
electricity is like a yoyo. I had an internet cafe in Kisumu Kenya.
Can I help u? The answer is yes but I am not mainstream and I am
always thinking outside the box and my history of saving companies
monies is legendary also my attitude is crusty and stupid people
really get on my nerves.
There are a lot of good people out there who can help you but in this
case you need perspective. Which I can give you. I have worked for the
worlds largest companies and the government. I am apolitical I don't
want ur job all I want is my account to work day in and day out so I
can lose my money in peace and every night cry myself to sleep.
An interesting question occurs to me.
Could I help you. Obviously I think so. Would i bet my life on it. The
answer is yes.
Sorry to be so verbose but this gives me one small chance to talk to someone.
In 1976 I was a consultant to NCR corp. I was software support for a
new terminal(predecessor to the modern pc) and I got the news my boss
had been killed in an auto accident. My new boss comes to me and says.
What do u want? If u want me to move the building I will move it. Well
when the project ended I saved NCR over $250,000 in equipment on 50
machines and was called the best engineer they ever had. I am not an
engineer but was trained as a mathematician. They allowed me to do as
I wished for one year afterward and in that time I developed a
standalone assembler for the 8080. Which changed the course of NCR.
And if I was an avarice person I would be siting in Bill Gates chair.
But I love challenges, doing what others can not do. In a month or so
I will be returning to Kenya to change that country. So give me a
plane ticket to NYC and expenses and I'll give u a report.
But if I am right u are tied up by corporate politics and this
disaster will kill ur company. And I will have to find a new company
to loose my money too.
The bonus program has been great and I hope to finish my 5000 trades.
But I may run out of money but the thrill of playing the game far
exceeds the loss of money.
I hope you don't mind I am going to put this letter on my blog.
I have worked at over 50 different companies from IBM to a small shop
where they kept beer in the fridge.
So anyway please fix things so I can be happy.
Here is my hand to you.
I wish only the best for you and quickly get an eraser as the
handwriting on the wall is upsetting.
--
Jambo Sana
Dana Lee Kimball Barnes
1-803-627-3138
1-704-249-3146
http://danaquijote.blogspot.com/

www.mrdana.com
hi@mrdana.com

gold bug

Nothing excites the soul like finding gold. The mind runs wild with the calculation of ounces of gold at about $1200 an ounce. I am cleaning up my garage(was) sold it. But I was sweating as the final clean up and deadline are merging. I am 67 years old and the wounds are mounting up.
1. Cut on left hand 2inches
2. Burn on left arm 2 inches
3. puncture knuckle right hand.
4. Diabetic feet problem
5. Chest pain
and today i almost passed out head swimming weak knees just on the verge.
Then there in the trash after 16 boxes full there lies a prototype board we used in developing NCR's micro processor system. After 34 years the pins gleamed there golden luster. And heavy the board must weigh about 2 lbs.
So instead of almost dying my heart leaps with joy. This is real gold. Now always after the initial excitement reality sets in. Its gold plate, the gold plate is microscopic, the price u can get is a fraction as people are ready to steal it from you. I bought some gold when in Ecuador at least 18k gold. You can't find 14k gold in south america at least at that time. I take it to a refiner in Philadelphia. Ur are suppose to get an assay(none) and I was paid for 14k gold. These were small bars of gold too. Not some plated gold. So where did all that money go. My assumption is the refiner thought this is from South America so he probably is doing something illegal and so short changed me. An interesting side to this is the metal detectors at least at that time don't detect gold. In the consulate in Guayaquil they detected it with a hand scanner. I had painted it with nail polish so it didn't look like gold. I had always remembered a fellow worker in Shemya Alaska saying he had a gold pendant he wore it in case he lost everything. So I had a bar of Gold, wife and daughter also. In case someone stole everything we could survive.
Anyway experience tells me that Gold dealers may be thieves also.
So as I stand there sweating with shovel in hand I make a promise. I will give 10% of the money i receive to some one. That is if less than $1000.00 If the value is between $1,000 and $2,000 then the $100.00 plus 15% of that over $1,000 then Over $2,000 to $5,000 20% and anything over $5,000 25%
For example if this board had 10 troy ounces of Gold it would be worth $12,000
1. $100 $1,000
2. $150.00 $1,000-$2000
3. $600.00 $2000-$5000
4. $1,750 $5,000-$12,000
total $2,600 to help www.saintgabriel.info
Why am I putting that here?
Because when money comes our way we forget our promises. But u dear reader will pull my ear and say look here it is ur promise.
Its probably worth $300. But on the other hand, just maybe...
Anyway if u want to help a poor African church go to www.saintgabriel.info
They believe in GOD and they believe he will give them a new church.
Matthew 17:20
And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.
So let us see what happens.
To a person they believe GOD sent me to them.
The Muzungo
And there faith is as large as a Mountain not just a seed. So stand back because something has to happen.There r tears on my cheeks and I am crying. Because 4 years ago July 19th 2006 I fell through the roof onto that very spot where I found the computer board and lay there dying. For nine hours i lay there with pain u could not believe, peeing my pants because I could do nothing else, wanting to live but knowing with each breath the life and blood was flowing out of me. And I thank my son who found me and let me live. I owe my life to him.
And the day I went to this church the most brilliant beautiful rainbow stretching from horizon to horizon in the direction of the path to the church.

At this point in time we are sharing the suspense.
I do not know what will happen in Africa but taking the words of Jesus Christ and the faith of these people I wonder.

Jambo Sana

Saint gabriels

While in Kenya I found a church which opened there arms to me and to a person they believe GOD sent me. Curious how GOD could use me but then he/she is GOD so I guess I can't be surprised. Well to keep in the same vein GOD has sent me to u. These people need a new church. I know there are millions of starving people in the world and u could give every cent u make and it really will not change anything. But if u give people hope.Hope is like a match set to the right fuel and the world can change. I am not saying this will change the world but on the other hand I am not saying it won't. Jesus said if u have a little faith,well these people have more than a little they have huge faith that this Muzungo will tell the world of there need. Now the burden is on u. Can u help these people build a new church. Now a church you might think will cost a lot but they want $24,000 to build a new one. But think of this, you will be helping people with faith to build a monument to GOD. And who knows what might come of this. Maybe a child attending this church may become a great person because he has seen faith in action. When u strike a match u never know what will happen. And also u will have a home where when u come visit this church the number of tears of joy can't be counted. Because u will be in the center of the will of GOD. And I promise u, swearing on my mothers grave, that every cent will go to them. And on the web site I will record ur gift and all may see the power of GOD. the web site is www.saintgabriel.info I will be maintaining this site. You can send money to me at paypal hi@mrdana.com Why send to me,because I want to see and record what will happen. All the Glory will go to GOD I assure u. Jambo Sana

Phoenix

Life is strange so much so that it is like an ocean with waves when we are on top of the wave we see the horizon and everything around us in the trough we are surrounded by walls of water but to get where we want to go we have to traverse those waves.

Fifty year goal
About 10 years ago i decided that i needed a goal so vast that it would need every resource i could find to achieve.
And so i dedicated my life to sending a probe to Alpha Centauri. Some three years ago
i decided i needed a wife . Because no man is an island and i saw that without a good wife to be there to bind my wounds after the battles to be fought i would not succede. After my visit to hell i found a sympathetic resonance with young black women. And if i were to die then in the arms of a black woman it would be fine. i have found many lovely ladies in Kenya and i wish each and everyone well.

favorite quote

To be or not to be
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
This has always been my favorite quote

The tallest tree

In Kisumu you take a matatu(mini bus) for 30 minutes and then you get out and search for the tallest tree. You walk through the pasture filled with tethered sheep. Then you walk by the corn field which are at least 8 feet high, Past the small hut where 7 people live mother, father and 5 children. And in another 5 minutes you arrive at the compound. I stayed at the compound for 3 weeks. There are 3 cows, 1 goat and 4 sheep. No electricity but a battery operated tv where at 8pm we all watch love spell. After the program TV off and we all go to bed to wait for the rooster crowing at 4 am. It gets light at around 6am so I lay in bed 2 hours waiting for enough light to crawl out of bed My wife heats the water and I go to the little shed made out of tin roofing and bath myself. After I am done my wife has breakfast made 2 eggs, toast and tea. Being a westerner I am not used to the bathroom and that bothers me the most trying to manage this.
During the day the flies gather round the muzungo(white man) to feast. African are not bothered by flies and are entertained by my unusual ability to kill them. About every hour the young hen come in and check the floor for flies, the ants carry the flies off to feast upon. Later on my second wife takes me to the road and again we board another matatu to go to the internet where I look at my email and look up answers to the days questions. Then we go to the market and buy bananas, rice, onions eggs and maybe a cabbage or carrots. Then back to the matatu which is always filled and I may sit on half a seat and watch my fingers and toes as once they closed my hand in the door. Now we stop and look for the tallest tree and walk home. For three weeks this was my routine. This place is almost perfect except for he mosquitoes who come out at nightfall. The Africans are bothered by the mosquitoes and many a sharp slaps are heard as they try to kill them but the only safety lies under the nets. Almost everyone has malaria. My co-wifes little boy had it and was taken to the hospital. They though it was a cold but his pitiful cries told me it was more. And I was right. Since we are in my wives mothers house all signs of affection are prohibited. The father died many years before and at that moment time stopped and the mother maintains everything but no advancement. My joke is that a few miles away is the garden of eden. It is perfect growing weather hot sun in the day and then about 4pm it gets dark and we receive the rain. We save the rain water and we drink this and wash the clothes and me in this. The rain water is so soft you can hardly rinse yourself. We have a bore hole(well) but the water has very many minerals in it.
The only real problem is that people have been known to die of boredom and if all the cell phones were turned off I am sure this would happen. I visited grandma who lives alone as her co wife and sister died last month. Grandfather who is now dead long time married 3 sisters and grandma is now all alone. Somewhere in her late eighties she commented that I looked like 92 and I was upset until I realized the muzungo needed to be older than her. She gave me a rooster, so kind and we went back home and the pesky rooster we had was given away to feed the son who came that day. I hate eating chickens I know personally. But my first wife is fine as she wrings there necks and boils them to remove the feathers and then cooks then. The chickens here in Kenya are so small u can't believe it.

appearance

To many people out there being smart and attractive is a way of life and I must say I do enjoy watching them strut and show of. But the wrapper doesn't make the food taste better and many times that sexy lady inside is filled with worms and all sorts of nasty things. But for me I learned a lesson early in life and that is not to be noticed. When u see me u don't see an advanced it man who has seen more than a hundred other it men and a million other people. Bill Gates, the young kid, is recognized everywhere but me I walk among you and you don't know what I have done, or seen or experienced. And that is fine. I have never signed an autograph or been recognized for some wonderful thing I have done. Because as I said early on I found if u were special or at least thought you were you became a target. And targets often get hit by arrows and they hurt. So instead of people expecting things from me they look down on me. And I chuckle and say to myself if only you new what I know you would run screaming into the night. And so I go where brave men fear to go hanging over the edge hanging on with one hand. To say that this life is lonely is a vast understatement. After struggling up the highest hill u find yourself alone. No one to share that sweet taste of victory as you become better at what you do than anyone else. I have never had a role model to follow, I have never been encouraged by a mentor no the thing I have is persistence. No matter what the odds or the challenge I struggle forward falling down for sure but always getting up and struggling on and in the end tattered and torn I reach my destination. Maybe the price was to high as many times that is so true but somewhere buried inside me is a force which never gives up, maybe rests now and then but never gives up.
So when the first rockets burst through the sky in Kenya I will know I was there 30 years before it happened.
I am a pioneer, filled with wanderlust always searching for the new, the future. That is why my goal is Alpha Centauri. That is where humanity will go next. And I am finding the way one slow step at a time. Nobody reads my blogs except ex wives. But I sure could use some help. But because there is no help is no reason to stop. There is no reason to stop until death overtakes me. I drink from the bowl of life fully and thirst for more. When I lay dying in the hospital i did not quit when I was drowning I did not quit and to that man who jumped in and saved me I thank u a million times and I know not your name. Such a sadness that the man who saved my life has no name in my memory. I often do things I don't want to do because i must do it. As in the Star Wars movie, "("The Force is strong with this one.") that defines me. Until we face death face to face we know not who we are. I have faced death maybe a half dozen times. Where you don't know if you will be alive 15 seconds from now. Where time slows down and the fellow inside takes control.
Anyway dear reader(Georg Groddeck) I leave you here to ponder these things and if ever you should wish to join me on the Glory Road I can be reached at bydan@gmail.com As ever I remain. Dana Lee Jambo Sana

Longing for home(Kenya)

As I look into the sky here in Fort Mill, I can always see a plane in the sky and a few stars here and there. But in Kenya no planes and maybe once a week a plane will stray overhead. But oh my the stars. The stars in Kenya take your breath away as you see ten time more stars. Being a diabetic I have to go outside to pee a lot and in Kenya every time I would look up it would take my breath away. Orion is there and the big dipper but there the southern cross shines brightly. So I miss homes my wives and my children. At 67 I still enjoy children. I love to play with them watch them. In favor of my 1 year old son I have made a poem for him.
"Baldy the destroyer. Conquer of Kenyan women. Hero of the battle of Ahero. Surviver of the masquer of Kisumu. Defender of Nairobi. May he live long and prosper and may his children also be destroyers." Everyone is so serious I thought a silly ode to the destroyer would make things better. As I watched my son he could get into more things than u could believe. Annoying yes but intelligent unbelievably so. As my relationship with my jr wife became more secure I began to take on the role of discipling the boy. One day he was bothering the chickens home under a huge basket. They taught me a Luo phrase like stop or I'll beat u. Well I said that once and seriously intoned he was to stop and slapped him on the butt. Well to test this out he returned again and this time I picked him up repeated the phrase and seriously spanked his butt. From that point on the chickens were once again secure and baldy looked at me in a different way. Although he is now mine it is a serious breach to discipline your spouses child but we survived and the jr wife has accepted sharing the role of discipline. When I return I will take some diapers with me. The children pee and defecate at will there. And baldy the destroyer sometimes is pretty wiffy. So I miss Kenya and the farm and the children and the wives. But I'll never miss the outhouse with the bird who lives inside the hole and the bat who buzzes u now and then. And the flies.And of course the mosquitoes. Here u hear there high pitch wine there no whine just ouch. And eating by the light of the oil lantern. And it is cool there only reaching the low 80ties where here this week it reached a hundred and four. I am excited about teaching the maid English and she teaching me Luo. Life so different there here it is like prison with Home owner associations and police at the door if u discipline ur wife. Most wives there are no more than children and sometimes u have to remind them they are adults and bad behavior has consequences. I am sure any feminist reading this are ready to lynch me. I have never hurt a woman but I have redden a few asses. And so my heart belongs in Kenya, where I don't drive or cook or clean dishes. A few weeks ago as I got my old van working I was on a test drive and this guy was stopped driving on the wrong side of the road. And to my chagrin it was me on the wrong side of the highway but properly driving as if I were in Kenya. So after the clean up and moving x wife and son into new house I will be bruising my butt as I return to Kenya.