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solidarity with hollywood writers
in solidarity with the hollywood writers strike i have decided to halt my use of punctuation and capitalization all day today no dashes commas exclamation points and just forget ellipsis i might even stop using the spell checker though that has hardly stopped me on this blog before im even thinking about adding more dangling participles split infinitives and improper tense wow is this liberating or what i feel like running through the grass naked and singing show tunes well maybe not isnt that against the law gawd what was i thinking what strange kind of madness is this no good can come from this damn those writers i feel violated ellipsis
Bad Jokes
Captain Kirk- Bones, why did the chicken cross the road?
Bones- Damn it, Jim! I’m a doctor, not an ornithologist!
How many nuclear engineers does it take to replace a light bulb?
Fifty. One to replace the bulb and fortynine to figure out what to do with the old one.
Notes from Krung Thep
Of the great Pastry and Confectionary Nations of the World, few of them seem to be located in Asia.
Thailand is not a member of the Organization of Chocolate Consuming States. Chocolate is scarce here. You can get it in small aliquots at the Hotel Gift shop.
Dim Sum is a good thing.
Travelling is fun and easy as long as you have money. Travelling without money is called “walking”.
Thailand is a Kingdom and the King is highly respected.
When greeting, put your hands together under your chin and say “Sawadee Khrap” if you are male and “Sawadee Kha” if a female. It is appropriate and appeciated.
Unplanned Comedy
So, I was standing on a ladder in the basement late this afternoon, draining the water line to the sprinkler system from a valve high inside the basement wall. The lawn care guy was outside with a high pressure air line connected to the sprinkle system waiting for my signal to blow down the line.
Suddenly there was a surge of high pressure water spraying into my face and down the wall of the basement. I started screaming “Stop! Stop the water!!”. Fumbling for the valve in the deluge of water I realized that the flow would only stop if I could screw the small brass cap back onto the valve. As I fumbled in the spray, the water flow tapered off giving way to air and finally stopped.
Drenched, I walked outside to find that the fellow felt bad, but was also laughing pretty hard. I started laughing too and we agreed that it was kinda funny. We got the job finished and went about our business.
October 10 Nobel Prize Announcement
Note added 10/10/07– Gerhard Ertl won the prize for his work relating to surface science. Looks like there is no future for me in the prediction game. That’s why I’m not Th’ Oracle.
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Any guesses as to who is going to win the Nobel Prize for Chemistry? I’m guessing Whitesides will be one of them. But, opinions are like noses- everyone has one. What do you think?
I mean, after all, he’s won everything else. Well, except for a slot on American Idol.
Orbital Mechanics
Snow in the mountains, frost on the rooftops, sun angle is lower. Hmmm. Connect the dots …
Verbal Beatings by “Professionals”
One of my pet peeves is the use of the word “Professional”. It is the ultimate lever. Or, at least the ultimate big stick. Any given cube-kibbitzer can say “Well, that just doesn’t look professional” and their flatulent comment will somehow be imbued with a kind of transcendent credibility. Other cube-sitters will piously nod their heads in agreement- “We’re concerned that the chair just doesn’t look professional”.
Management or HR can proclaim that your attitude, presentation, or apparel isn’t “professional”. The word professional is a kind of wild card, a Joker in a stack of social cards that can mean anything you want it to mean. It is a kind of peer pressure of the sort that the cool students in high school used to decide who was cool and who wasn’t. It is an upgraded “ugly stick”.
What is amazing is the extent to which it works. It is like a phaser set to stun. It stops people in their tracks. This is why I keep saying that business is part of anthropology.
Colorado History- Gold and Tuberculosis
Recently Th’ Gaussling & family spent some time at a mineral spa in Idaho Springs, CO. Having been to a number of mineral springs in the West, I have some sense of what is reasonable and ordinary. All hot spring operators preach or otherwise encourage the benefits of soaking in a hot mineral bath. Mud treatments and massage are lucrative extras offered by proprietors of mineral springs. Sadly, by constitution Th’ Gaussling is refractory to the mystical enchantments of this hot saline jive (wisdom or weakness?). I really need to see a mechanism.
Hot springs are egalitarian destinations where the young and old, rail-thin and morbidly obese, tatoo’d and blank skinned can comingle in the hydrothermal aqua from the plutonic realm.
This particular hot spring was a hotel-pool establishment that had seen better times, but the proprietors were managing growth by adding cabins and a ribs catering operation. We enjoyed our stay there and will probably return.
My only critical comment is that the water was not particularly loaded with minerals and didn’t favor the bather with even a whiff of sulfur. A hydrothermal pool without the primordial tang of sulfur is but half of the experience.
We visited the Phoenix Mine, which is a shoestring gold mining operation a few miles west of Idaho Springs. If you want to understand Colorado, you have to come to grips with mining. It is one of the two great enthusiasms that lead the settlement wave in Colorado in the mid 1800’s- gold / silver and sanitariums (tuberculosis).
Much of the activity stemming from the gold rush of 1859 occured along what is now the I-70 mountain corridor. The discovery of placer deposits of gold and silver quickly lead to hard rock mining activity in the many canyons connecting with Clear Creek. Placer gold was also found in streams in what is now the Denver Metro area and Cripple Creek.
The recovery of gold from stream sediment (placer gold) is called prospecting. Hacking it out of hardrock is called mining. The recovery of placer gold uses somewhat different technology from hardrock mining. Placer gold is isolated by direct settling of the higher density metal from a slurry of gravel and sand. The prospector uses a pan, sluice, rocker, or trommel. The owner of this particular mine has several miles of stream that you can pan from to get the experience of seeing placer gold first hand. It is hard work and seems to appeal to people who like to gamble.
The tour guide stated that the Phoenix mine operation is centered on a sandstone vein containing 6-15 troy oz of gold per ton (the number varied considerably during the tour so it is hard to tell what it actually is). But what is interesting is that the vein is a sandstone matrix varying from a few inches to 4 ft thick with a large variety of metals- Au, Ag, Cu, Pb, and Zn. Glinting xtal faces could be seen as well as green Cu salts in the “Resurrection” vein. As you walk through the mine it can be seen quite plainly. The miners just follow the vein where ever it goes.
This is a type of mining that targets a highly concentrated vein, so the amount of mass that has to be processed is relatively small as these things go. This is in contrast to very large ore bodies that contain highly dilute levels of gold value. Such operations require large scale equipment for beneficiation and produce vast quantities of tailings. The operators of the Phoenix mine limit their beneficiation to milling and frothing. Concentrates are sent to Canada for the final recovery and refining. The guide was reluctant to say it, but my guess is that they ship out drums of liquid concentrate.
The other great enthusiasm for Colorado in the 19th century was for the convalescence of patients afflicted with consumption, later called tuberculosis. The thin dry air and the sunny climate was thought to be beneficial for consumption patients. Throughout history, hot springs have attracted the afflicted and the infirm. The abundance of hot springs in Colorado attracted spa operators who catered to tourists. The railroad provided the means of transportation for patients to arrive from distant quarters for their convalescence.
Colorado Springs was an early destination for consumption patients as was Glennwood Springs. The ill-tempered old west figure Doc Holliday died from a long bout with consumption and is buried somewhere under a subdivision in Glennwood Springs, his marker sits on a hilltop cemetery above town.
Xtal Haiku
Liquid meets liquid
Cloud of solids swirl at once
Calm filter awaits
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Mother liquor rests
Budding crystals glint in light
Shame to disturb them
Th’ Gaussling
