Match you and raise you one, NnBob. Part of my day job. Written by an engineer, but it ends there...
Posted on 09/24/2005 11:23:20 AM PDT by creeperdavis
A poem
I've been trying to figure out who that is.
He looks familiar...
Somehow they connected me with Bob Clampett.
BEANY AND CECIL. Original Medium: Puppets Produced by: Bob Clampett First Appeared: 1949 Creator: Bob Clampett.I'm feeling unlucky.
I think I better go to bed. Good night.
G'night.
Yah. Actually I talked to our HR guy this week (the day before he submitted his notice of resignation...!), and he's going to talk with my new boss next week. In my line of work (ostensibly? I'm still ranked as a software engineer though that's neither my title nor my job) a loss of the occasional Saturday/weekend is to be expected. But this much... no.
Match you and raise you one, NnBob. Part of my day job. Written by an engineer, but it ends there...
Ugh!
Not that my name is Bob, 'cuz it isn't, but maybe it should have been because whenever someone forgets my name they call me... Bob.
(Should I sign up again as "NotnamedBob"?)
Or 'Morning, whichever applies.
good morning!
how did the fire start?
it looks like the guy had a small microphone clipped to his neckline... and the alcohol slopped onto it. Am I seeing this correctly?
that is one FREAKY looking cat.
I think it was a flaming cocktail that the guy managed to spill slightly.
Then of course he reacted badly to the small slosh and made a spectacle of himself. His stunt didn't go over very well in both the "don't try this at home" and the "hold muh beer and watch this" categories.
I give him a one.
ah.
well, if ya gotsta be dumb enuff ta swig yer swill afire, ya rides tha ticket ya buys.
Speaking of rides, we'll be blasting off for our lunar expedition in a few hours -- O-dark-thrty or thereabouts Eniwetok time. Didja remember to pack your toothbrush?
the medics downgraded me, due to health.
I'm stuck on this mudball for a while longer.
On December 27th, we'll be taking off with the whole shebang; castle, moat, grainfields and orchards, and at least one very pregnant chick. Flight plan calls for no more than three to five gees, so the average medical condition should not present a problem, if one is properly supported.
We'll need you out there. Who knows what we'll encounter?
I had better be back to full speed by then, or there will be hell to pay.
I'll be ready! James is looking forward to getting out of earth's gravity ... he had an unfortunate encounter with the floor yesterday, and now he has a big purple lump on his forehead. I was at church with Tom, so I'm not sure how this happened; the other (ahem) adult family member was apparently not on the job.
James is well on his way to appreciating the concepts of friction and centrifugal force as it relates to going around corners quickly. I'm sure he'll be fine.
Eventually, we'll make a pilot of him.
I've noticed toddlers wearing foam head protectors, like boxers or hockey players, but we just live with the bruises. Tripped over his feet, as near as I could tell. Usually they do this a day or two before you have an appointment for pictures!
LOL. That wasn't quite what I meant.
That level of protection is usually reserved for those with special conditions, such as a problem with bleeding, or a failure of the plates of the skull to bind together properly. Most kids can expect to bump their heads a few times.
One gets a healthy appreciation for avoiding it at a very early age. What I find amusing is the reaction of adults in the area when a collision is imminent.
"Watch your head!" They say.
I never could figure out how a kid was supposed to do that.
You need to call "rent-a-hunk".
There must a lot of kids with bleeding problems or fragile skulls, then. I figured it was just to keep day-care providers from having to deal with 10 toddlers all bonking their noggins at the same time.
If I have to deal with one more irate buyer I am going to start playing "yankee doodle" on their heads.
Yes, It is true, we are not shipping your orders out of pure spite not because we are under orders from the federal government to prioritize other things. We love losing money.
Mine used to give themselves hair cuts. We had some pretty funny school pictures.
I'm off to run the morning errands, see y'all later.
People are looking for apartment space in New Orleans, so they can get on with rebuilding the city. Thousands of undamaged apartment units are standing empty.
The Governor has extended legal protection to people who were in the process of being evicted from their apartments. The landlords are having trouble evicting people who aren't even there!
Owwie-Zowwie!
And the really fun part is that through FEMA we are paying for these people to be put up else where.
I once wanted to go into the real estate business. Nothing big, just a few rental units. Now I have concluded that I would rather live in the woods and eat bark.
He was doing a "Flaming Moe" that went wrong.
Nice fire breath!! Looks like he went to DQ for a flamethrower burger.
Here in the Northern equatorial region of the Pacific, in the area called Micronesia, it is a typical early morning. The ocean is relatively calm as a phalanx of ocean-going barges maintain their vigil on a small strange-looking craft bobbing in the mild swells hundreds of miles from land.
Conical, and somewhat comical, in its overall configuration, the vessel looks somewhat like the splashdown capsules of the Moon landings of so many decades ago, but the scale has changed -- drastically.
Surrounding the basically squat cone shape are eight sleek looking shuttles. These are the new Gas-Cooled Nuclear Reactor/Rocket Engined craft that will usher in a new day of exploration by giving a level of thrust unprecedented in rocketry before.
It is not without its political cost. This expedition is not officially sanctioned by any government group, although surreptitious support has been arranged in some payload items and navigational and observational hardware.
Still, the explorers are on their own. Even if successful, there will be no publicity. Nuclear energy is too powerful, and still too controversial, to allow a shaky public to interfere with the necessary exploration and development of space.
A moment of tension arrives, and stretches intolerably, as the timing begins to coalesce.
Suddenly the silence is shattered as a fierce and brilliant eruption occurs from sixteen gigantic throats. The craft jumps upward momentarily, assisted by the buoyancy of the ocean, then it begins a slow, inexorable climb and acceleration upward into the dark sky. It is providing its own dawn. The stabbing torches of brilliant fire reach down to lick at, and boil, the surface of the ocean. No sushi in this area; everything is well-cooked.
The brilliant upward-streaking comet continues to rise, slowly arcing over toward the East, and its competitor, the Sun. But the Sun is not its goal. This ship is heading for the Moon.
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Arriving at its orbital destination, the craft completes its throttling back of the enormous thrust, and for a time, there is a hesitancy, as the rocket motors cool, and the crew experiences free-fall. Waiting for the correct moment, they circle the planet of their birth, with their attention focused outward. A new attraction has sparked their interest.
Shortly, the rockets fire again, a sustained “burn” that takes them away from Earth -- toward the Moon!
Rapidly, the Earth shrinks beneath them. Ahead, there is no perceptible change in the distance to the moon, but they are on their way.
After a time, the rockets cease again, and the craft enters a coasting phase. A quarter of a million miles will take a while, even at these speeds. Aboard the excursionary craft, among other duties, it is time for a meal.
Just as "The Donald."
If I did go into real estate I would go either into condos for students or business.
Both of these groups are much easier to evict then your average family.
Hi, everyone.
My internet issues continue... looks like it's the cable into the house itself rather than my equipment. Comcast thinks we have a "leak". Huh? How can a signal "leak"?
Algore, where are you? I need my internet fixed. I'm back in the kitchen on my old IBM Aptiva with a hard connection while my router just blinks at me. Grrr.
We're the only major city in the world that still has rent-controlled apartments, dating back to the 1950s.
In fact, Fernando Ferrer has actually advocated repealing the modest luxury decontrol measures that were passed in Albany during the late 1990s.
My family's getting hooked up to DSL sometime this coming December.
Signals leak at poor connections.
One of the simplest forms of signal leakage, or noise generation, is your automobile.
Spark plugs, and their wires, are radio transmitters. If you use a small AM radio (are such still available?) which is tuned between stations, you will hear a great deal of noise as you get closer to the source.
At higher frequencies, you may need more sophisticated instruments to find the leak. Essentially, you have to secure all the connections, or repair broken wires, to do away with the leakage.
That might be a personal record.
Heh-heh.
We are addictive, aren't we?
(Shamefaced Smiley.)
I love visiting NYC, well at least since Rudy did his clean up, but I prefer medium sized cities to live in.
Pinky Tuscadero.
:7)
The Office of Rent Administration is responsible for regulating rents in approximately 1.2 million privately owned rental units statewide under four laws: the Emergency Housing Rent Control Law, the Local Emergency Tenant Control Act, the Rent Stabilization Law, and the Emergency Tenants Protection Act (ETPA). These four laws are the foundation of the rent regulation systems commonly known as rent control and rent stabilization. Rent control is in effect in New York City and various cities, towns and villages in Albany, Erie, Nassau, Rensselaer, Schenectady and Westchester counties, while rent stabilization exists in New York City and in various municipalities in Nassau, Rockland and Westchester counties.
http://www.dhcr.state.ny.us/ora/ora.htm
I am doing pretty good today. Only two posts. None yesterday.
I knew a FReeper would be able to explain it...
It appears to be major. The modem will work fine if its hooked directly into the wall, in the office (at the front of the house, one story, lots of windows.)
Put in a splitter in that same room, and it gets NO signal. Move it to the kitchen connection, and the signal throughout the house is low or nonexistent. I'm only on right now because the receiver for this computer is six inches away from the router.
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