Articles from: February 2015

Project: Control Box

Having multiple radios in one box means having multiple mics. I want to scale that down to a single mic for all the voice radios. Plus it give the options for controlling audio, recording, and having multiple operators running one set of radios.

Prototyping the electronics, and coding

Project: Radio Box 1

Here is the first of two radio boxes for ARES / Search and Rescue operations.

8u box – top 2u dual power supplies, middle 5u radios, bottom 1u control box.

Box and radio panel layout.

Next step, mount the radios.

Time apart

2013 C. Phil Brunson

The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart,
My love for you, the longing, will never let me outgrow,
You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

My thoughts of you, when your away, makes the dread depart,
Even when I am running my life, temporally living life solo,
The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart.

Your face is forefront in my minds eye, like a fine master piece of art,
Everything around me, with you in my thoughts, brighter in a glow,
You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

My memories of our time, melts the loneliness, like a sweet tart,
Looking at a photo book, memories passing by like a slide show,
The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart.

Your touch still lingers on my skin, all over without missing a part,
Your fingers tracing my chest, my arm, my face, I’m all a glow,
You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

Till our time apart is over, and I can see my sweetheart,
My love for you, while never ending, will begin to regrow.
The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart,
You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

Loneliness

2013 C. Phil Brunson

There is a deep feeling of emptiness,
There is something I’m missing from my life,
The world around me, has no more brightness.

Everywhere I go, I feel the vastness,
All things I want is around me in rife,
There is a deep feeling of emptiness.

I had thought I had found my happiness,
By partying and living in the nightlife,
The world around me, has no more brightness.

Tried to escape by smoking cannabis,
Tried to find love, ended with an ex wife,
There is a deep feeling of emptiness.

Falling down deeper into the abyss,
My time is passing fast, at my half-life.
The world around me, has no more brightness.

This feeling has a name, it’s loneliness,
Sever this feeling, to get the high life,
There is a deep feeling of emptiness,
The world around me, has no more brightness.
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Defects of Character

2013 C. Phil Brunson

In reviewing my motives and feelings,
I have found that I have several longings,
Some would call them defects of character,
I would call them enhancements with splendor.

I want to be selfish, without masking,
To provide you a life, like new seedlings,
I want to be greedy, without ponder,
To provide you a love, like a sculptor.

You never knew the world as I, with all the blessings,
I will be jealous, without any failings,
I will be envious, without any blunder,
Of your new life and love, as you prosper.

I want to indulge, without any trimmings,
Smiles, laughs, and happiness, with heartstrings,
I want to be glutinous, without any smatter,
Of your joy, and discovery, as your old life goes shatter.

Not all times will be without some dings,
However, most times will be joyous wellsprings,
Some would call them defects of character,
I would call them enhancements with splendor.

Passage of Time

2013 C. Phil Brunson

How is it, that with the passage of time,
It can entice me, to get all upset.
Patiently waiting, seems a lifetime,
For the time to catch up, and to beset.

The perception of time, is slowing down?
As you wait, for that all important date,
Is it the right time, to start the count down?
There is nothing for you to do, but wait

Closer time comes, excitement grows,
Anticipation is so unbearable.
Now time for this feeling to decompose,
So, why am I so damn incorrigible?

Thou, as much as I want to expedite,
I will wait for time to come, in delight.

Powerless

2013 C. Phil Brunson

My mind is working against me and will not abate.
My only peace is the few hours of sleep, so exhausted.
I feel useless, powerless, and I am irate.
Who can I turn to, to find resolution and eased?

Fear is running rampaid, in my heart, has a big weight,
My chest is hurting and life is under an eclipsed.
I am running, heading no where, trapped like an inmate.
Where can I go, to find away, to get this weight lanced?

I know this is temporary, the future looks great,
I know that there is a path, that will be electrified.
My fears will be relieved, like a bulging dam floodgate,
My mind will be quieted and unwanted thoughts, will be evicted.

Granted the serenity, to take the time to deflate.
Knowing the things, I cannot change, feeling empowered,
Courage to make the changes I can, my life feels great,
And the wisdom to know the difference, to embraced.

My Promise

2013 C. Phil Brunson

I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted.
With connecting with you again, looking for a new start.
I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

I know I have my faults, habits, and quarks that will be hated.
All I can offer, the best of me, and move them apart,
I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted

As we sit, watching life go by, enjoying each other, bonded.
Show you the life, as I see it, in all it’s forms of art,
I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

Breaking down your walls, that you have set up, to keep you shielded,
To show you, what life and my soul, have to offer, sweetheart.
I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted,

Look forward to grow closer, and show you that you are needed,
Walks on the beach, family fun, and concerts of Mozart.
I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

Your family, I know I will feel welcome and enchanted.
I will treat you like my best friend, and give you my whole heart.
I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted,
I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

Thought

2013 C. Phil Brunson

A thought, alone in my head,
Looking for a way out,
To only bounce around.
Gathering weight, worry, and speed.
Like a small water droplet into hail.

The thought wants action, and revenge,
It will find an outlet anywhere,
To get out of it’s dark, moist, dungeon.
Immoral, and the unspeakable acts,
Are the most likely outcomes to it’s end.

In creeps the What if’s, and the How’s,
Why me, and how can it Be’s.
Only to add to the craziness,
Already stirring, in my sick, twisted, head.
Must purge soon, before I go out of my mind.

A call, A text, a random person,
Anything to purge this 1000 pound thought.
Once out, this thought, once trapped,
Now deflated, to a managed size,
Workable and manageable, now to find peace.

USS Dwight D Eisenhower

2013 C. Phil Brunson

Now that the floating runway,
Has a fresh coat of grey,
The crew is eager,
To see what is in their future.

Before you drift way,
Families want to convey,
Their love and support for their sailor,
On the USS Dwight D Eisenhower.

Close up all the hatchways,
Pull up the gangway,
Load up all the flyers,
And pull up the anchor.

As you head away,
We will yell, hooray,
As you head out to answer,
Your call for honor, valor, and adventure.

As the friends and families wait for that day,
That there is no more delay,
And home ward bound, yells the skipper,
On the USS Dwight D Eisenhower.

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