Friday, December 28, 2007

Ode To Wifey

Four to six hours she sleeps
Yet regular daylight hours she keeps
Child number two has been tougher
Yet care for number one does not suffer
The needs of others around are met first
Of her own wants of sleep, hunger, and thirst
I don't hear a peep
This is one Lady who I am lucky to keep

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Christmas Holiday Break Course Catalog

ME-303 Advanced Playdo Manufacturing Processes
Students shall be given practical lessons on extrusion, stamping, molding, tool size, process rates, plastic flow, and cutting operations. Special focus on minimizing material waste and fabrication clean-up will allow students to apply lessons quickly to industry applications. If time allows, advanced forming of stars, butterflies, and smiley faces will be included. Note: this is a special accelerated class over the Christmas holiday break and requires concurrent registration for ME-304 Advanced Playdo Manufacturing Lab.
MTWF 08:00-11:55
3 Credits
Instructor: Prof. I Tellyouwhat

ME-103 Statics for Engineers
Students shall primarily balance forces to equilibrium. Topics covered shall include tip/slip, trusses, rolling contact, static and dynamic coefficients of friction, and overturning moments. Note: This is a special accelerated class over the Christmas holiday break and requires concurrent registration for ME-104 Wooden Block Manufacturing Lab.
MWF 13:00-15:55
3 Credits
Instructor: Prof. I Tellyouwhat

Friday, December 21, 2007

Rely on the Man Next to You

Today's word is a great arms-related word from waaaaaay back. We associate it with Greece, but it actually predates Greek use of the term. Only the Greeks could take a fairly straightforward concept like armed men in several rows of tightly bunched soldiers and work both a 'ph' and an 'x' into the word for it: phalanx. In the ancient days of combat, somebody recognized that an organized cluster of men providing mutually for the greater defense would work better than a melee of people trying to kill those from the other clan. The premise is that every man uses a large shield and locks it with his neighbors' shields, and then uses long spears to keep the enemy at bay until the bad guys were worn down to the point where a devastating charge could be mustered. Again, it wasn't the Greeks who originated the idea, but they are known for being the first to truly master it. And why not? Their hoplites were militiamen, free citizens, including philosophers, poets, and other non-military day-job types. I imagine that if ancient Greece had male figure skaters, they, too, would be hoplites. Faaaaab-uuuuu-lous hoplites, at that. Anyway, these were volunteers, not the driven subjects of some tyrant king. Recall also that the Greek culture brought us the philosophy of stoicism, which one has to buy into whole hog if you're going to rely on the man next to you to protect 1/2 of your body from the bad guys. Anyway, this organization of highly motivated individuals was earth shattering, or "paradigm shifting" as the corporate weenies would now say. Alas, while the phalanx was overwhelmingly powerful, it was inflexible, and its demise was best illustrated by defeats at the hands of equally motivated, but well trained Roman legions. Although, if all the real Greeks looked like King Leonidas from the movie '300', those Romans wouldn't have stood a chance.
As I've said before, Americans don't come up with a lot of earth shattering ideas, but we are hard to beat at applying the ideas of others with ruthless efficiency. An impenetrable static shield to keep the enemy at bay? A word with both 'ph' and 'x'? How about a radar-directed gatling gun that we mount on ships to shoot down supersonic and/or sea-skimming missiles... that's named the Phalanx Close In Weapon System. While 3,000+ rounds per minute of 20mm fury is dorktastic, not many of our ships are forced to use this fine weapon. However, I found a video at this location of an adaptation of the Phalanx described at www.warisboring.com. The Phalanx system is being used right now to save the lives of U.S. and British soldiers as a land-based defense against mortar attacks in Iraq. The night footage of the testing at the video link above shows the serious rounds this thing can crank out. Saving lives of our troops is something to be glad for.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

The Pantheon

Today's fantastic word is "pantheon", representing the gods of a people or a place to worship those gods. The above picture is from Sweetness's bedroom capturing what I refer to as The Pantheon, a.k.a. The Hall of The Lesser Gods. Puppy (white, at right), must be tucked into the blankets in precisely the proper position, pitch, yaw, and roll for napping and bed time to occur. At left one can see Triceratops (from the Yale Peabody Museum gift shop) and Reindeer. Triceratops sort of performs vital security functions, as far as I can tell, since he joins the family in plastic or imaginary form on most outings. Reindeer is mostly a lookout, I think. Rabbit (seated) is just a pretty face.

Why do I think about this? I'm on a quest to read the bible cover to cover. I'm over halfway through, 2 chapters a day or so. This puts me into Isaiah and Jeremiah, two prophets who I refer to as The Wet Blankets. They spent their lives railing against the apostasy of the Israelites, and predicted the destruction of their society because they abandoned the true God for sake of their false gods (idols). Every last forecast was proven true to the letter, so they were spot on. But I have to think, from the point of the individual Jew, that even the good hearted (who were being lied to by their own holy men) had to roll their eyes or cringe when they saw ol' sourpuss heading their way (yet again) proclaiming that nobody would bury the body's of their sons and the land would be left desolate. To say it got old is surely putting it mildly. Although the prophets got their instructions straight from High Command, I have to wonder how we can practice righteous correction... more diplomatically and probably find a more receptive audience.

We are most fortunate in the New Covenant we have today. Nonetheless, we still have the same human flaws the ancient Israelites saw. Sweetness puts great importance on various material (corporeal) things being in the right place for her routine. We do the same thing in a cup of coffee in the morning, or maybe a newspaper, or maybe a TV show, or washing our car on weekends... I habitually wore a pewter lizard around my neck for about a year until it had been progressively flattened by bench press bars to the point that it looked like it had been picked off a train track. These material things are truly immaterial for our happiness, but we cling to them to the point that they become little idols. Let's try to shake them off.

Friday, December 14, 2007

AVOID DEATH: Read this blog

A friend recently brought to my attention a ridiculous warning label (see below) for a front-end loader.

Engineers need to consider safety, but there's a point where it stops making sense. I can think of a recent example where we were forced to put a cover plate over a mechanism that moved so slowly, and was so difficult to access, that the only way to get hurt would be when you've got your hands on it to do some maintenance. Which requires you to remove the cover plate. In this spirit, I've come up with a few more warnings, some of which should clearly have been placed on I Tell You What posts in the past. I can only pray that nobody was injured as a result of my lax blogging.
AVOID DEATH: Vote Huckabee
AVOID PITY: Don't be a fool, sucka'!AVOID DEATH: Do not stand close to high windows in the presence of an outraged Protestant mob
AVOID DEATH: Clear muzzle of Sturmgeschutz and GAU-8 Avenger before loading

Thursday, December 13, 2007

My Favorite Shipyard

Their saving grace, really, is that they are unfailingly polite and do try hard. But man, when they screw up, they really do it right.

In Case You Were Sleeping Trouble Free

I recently read some mortifying reports of the United Kingdom's nuclear weapon safety. Apparently, until recent years all one needed to arm any nuclear weapons carried aboard warships was:
  • A screwdriver
  • A key for a bicycle lock, or a means of picking such a lock

That's it. The Royal Navy proudly reported that the problem was all taken care of, which is nice. However, Captains of Royal Navy submarines carrying nuclear weapons do not require launch codes for their weapons! It's like they refuse to watch Dr. Strangelove across the Atlantic or something. Mind you, this is the same outfit that brought you the sinking of the Repulse and the Prince of Wales.

If somebody needs a reference, post a comment and I'll try to update the post next week with the info.