I've been finding some new favorite music lately using a little detective work. I heard some music in a commerical that I liked this morning. I quickly googled a few words of the lyrics, "imaginary girl this is a song for you". Scanning down the results, I see a listing from a lyrics site that shows the band as Silver Seas. I plug "Silver Seas" into playlist.com and bingo! There is the same music playing I just heard on the commerical whose product I don't even remember now. Now to check if the public library has any of their albums . . . darn, no luck. How about Youtube? Some rough cell phone footage complete with background chatter:
Some of these other songs on my play list I found in Doctor Who episodes. I've also picked out a few "why haven't I heard of these?" from Brenda and Neil's playlists.
Here is a good rainy-day project. You just need some HP card stock and a HP printer with genuine HP ink. OK, maybe any paper will work. Probably any printer too. I'm surprised they didn't but HP logos on the cars.
One patrol on the sub, I used a photo copier create plans and build a 30-inch paper model submarine (there is a lot of time to kill on patrol). Having unlimited access to ships drawings, it was very detailed. Being paper, however, it didn't last long. Someone stuffed some hoses into the locker I kept it in and crushed it. Maybe that is why they make the real ones out of 4" thick high-strength steel.
Hello all, or should I say goodbye? This is the misty sentimental email I said I might write on my last day. If you didn’t know me or don’t really care, please feel free to move on to your other emails. I won’t mind.
In the spirit of the cross-tech meeting [a large weekly engineering meeting], I figured I’d guide my way through this with some quotes that seemed appropriate.
“He that will not sail till all dangers are over must never put to sea.” -Thomas Fuller
It seems fitting, considering the state of things. I hope my boat doesn’t sink.
“I hope some animal never bores a hole in my head and lays its eggs in my brain because later you might think you’re having a good idea but it’s just eggs hatching.” –Jack Handy
Maybe this explains why this felt like a good idea back in June but now seems a little scary. Maybe it wasn’t so much a good idea as it was hatching eggs short-circuiting my brain.
“An expert is a man who has made all the mistakes he can make, in a narrow field.” –Niels Bohr
You’ve got to love Niels Bohr. His old model of the atom has been very useful training tool over the years, even if it was wrong. This quote might just sum up my last 15 years at HP. Ok, maybe you don’t have to love Niels Bohr, but I’ll bet he was a pretty likeable guy.
“The better part of one’s life consists of his friendships.” –Abraham Lincoln
Alright, here’s where it gets misty. In my time here I have met many people. Over the last two weeks, I’ve spoken with many of you about the respect I have for you, how much I appreciate our friendship and all the hours we’ve spent together. Some have said extremely nice things to me that really made me feel good. While the future is uncertain, my friendship and respect for you will endure. People like Bill Stickle, Tom Leen, Dave Kamp and Ron Hellekson have provided me with some great role models. I will take the examples they have given me into my next career and for the rest of my life. All are excellent scientists and people I would call friends any day of the week, even on Saturday. There are more but the list would get long. You know who you are or at least I hope you do. Maybe I’ll write a book someday and be able to thank some more people. Or maybe something will hatch in my brain and it will write the book for me.
“I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.” –Oscar Wilde
This has carried me a long way. All the tours, training, projects and new tools, sometimes I wonder how much of it was intelligence and how much it was just being clever and imaginative. I sincerely hope that all of you who have come through the SEM lab at one time or another have walked away with some bit of valuable knowledge or a piece of my enthusiasm and felt better for it.
“Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” –The King (Alice in Wonderland)
It seems like every night this week there has been Misty May-Treanor and Kerri Walsh on my TV in their skimpy outfits playing another volleyball match. Beach volleyball is an Olympic sport? O.K., but do I have to watch it every night? How many matches does it take to win the medal? They've only won 105 straight matches. Why not give them the gold and let everyone else play for silver and bronze while we watch the more modestly clad swimmers do their stuff.
Here is my Top Ten Lists of Olympic Sports We Can Do Without:
Table Tennis. Forest Gump made it seem cool, but why aren't they showing it in primetime?
Bicycle road race. Without all the colorful sponsors on the jerseys, and the lack of team tactics, who cares? How about team time-trialling instead?
Sailing. Anything relying on natural forces should probably be left up to mother nature.
Handball. I remember my dad playing this when I was a kid, but does anyone still play this? In front of an audience?
Trampoline. Oh, do I even need a reason?
BMX. Isn't that what the X-games are for?
Badminton. Anything requiring 'birdies' should be left in the back yard.
Field Hockey. I've never seen this played, but I imagine there is a reason for that.
And finally, Basketball! Watching overpaid US pros stomp on powerhouses like Greece and Angola didn't make prime time. Why not?
To fill the void, lets bring back tug-of-war, which was last contested at the Olympics in 1920. And let's use the political leaders and their top staff. Now that would be prime time material! Especially if they wore skimpy swim suits!
Disgusted with work the other day, I took my lunch outside by the pond. There is a bench off to one side, which, while sitting upon, you can see very little that is man made.
A duck swam by, seemingly disinterested in me. He came to the edge, hopped out, and began to eat the cherries which had fallen from the tree overhead. He seemed to swallow the cherry and spit the pit out in the same movement. Amazing.
Ever wonder about the origin of the term "lucky duck"? I think it is because ducks are natural born fliers and swimmers. I had to learn to swim, and have yet to learn how to fly. I can ride a bike, which I bet that duck can't do.
On a walk around the pond, I sampled some ripe blackberries, and saw several cherry and one apple tree. You could almost live off the land around here. Especially if you liked cherry-flavored duck!
I read about Randy Pausch in "The Week" (Aug 15th, pg 31). He was a Carnegie Mellon University professor who gave one final lecture before dying of cancer. He said "experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted.
We've had a lot of fun kitty-sitting Cuddles while Stephanie has been in Europe. Cuddles has made truces with Roo, who wants nothing to do with her, and Mitsy, who would love to be her playmate. She is also very patient with Ann Marie, who would carry her around like a baby all day if we would let her.