Actually I saw an opening for a quick and dirty Funny. Or, barring that, an Informative or Insightful that would be even funnier. Or actually funny...karma, eh. Up, down, whatever.
My great uncle Gene and Pauling were classmates at Oregon Agricultural College (which later became Oregon State University), they graduated the same year with degrees in Chemical Engineering. When he began classes Gene couldn't hack the math at all, he hadn't taken the requisite courses or something; coming from a small farm town in eastern Oregon perhaps they weren't on the curriculum. Then, after breaking his leg and being laid up in a cast for a while, he devised his own approach to problem solving, a more roundabout method to things like long division that obtained the same answer as the conventional approach, but not as streamlined as what was usually taught. Armed with these methods he obtained his degree and went on to a respectable engineering career, overseeing projects like renovating the Mission at San Juan Capistrano and devising various formulas for asphalt used in road building.
I always wondered if Gene's crackerjack approach to problem solving didn't rub off on Pauling in some fashion.
"Destiny," that's up there with Why, Arizona, or Idiotville, Oregon. I mean, a fully sustainable community blazing a path to the glorious Green future shouldn't have a name that makes you think about putting dollar bills in G strings, mkay?
The Columbia Hills are part of the Columbia River Basalt Group, which were flood basalts, not volcanic eruptions, contrary to what TFA states. I was always under the impression that basalt was porous but almost entirely lacking in permeability, too. The fact that CAES is utilized in hollowed out salt caverns elsewhere would suggest to me that you'd need quite a void to make use of compressed air, and you'd need to frack the crap out of basalt to obtain similar volumes.
Not that there isn't permeability, but it isn't in the form of tunnels like the picture shown in TFA. I grew up south of Boardman and my Dad used to get calls in the middle of the night from people needing to have him drive out with his pump rig and pull pipe from their water wells, which had crapped out all of a sudden. The whole area has had its water table drawn down quite drastically over the last century, which I'd always figured was accounting to the lack of channels and low porosity adding up to limited volume for storage of this fossil water.
Joel: Hey, c'mon, I'm serious. There existed a time when our nation took pride in its service stations. They gleamed like a beacon of hope from coast to coast. Then, ka-blooey, Sky Chief Super Service turned into the Tank and Tummy. I don't mind telling you, the day this country went self-service was the day Hell began to bubble up and flood the earth. Crow: Well, I hate to burst your bubble, Joel, but what about the bubonic plague? World war? Stalin? Joel: Well, those are all big things. Hell works better when it's a lot more subtle. Here, I'll give you an example. Okay, Crow, what do you think of Adolf Hitler? Crow: Well, I hate him, naturally. Joel: Right. Now, what do you think of the band Styx? Crow: Well, they had one or two decent...Oh my God, you're right!
The film version of A Scanner Darkly had cars with barcodes on plates instead of numbers, which were scanned at every intersection. Yes, the system was abused. Or utilized according to design, take your pick. And that 2006 film was set "7 years in the future."
We'll stick with numbers though, for pedestrians' ease of ID. Helps to find your ride in the parking lot.
Oh, so you're a titch more hirsute. That's an acceptable tradeoff for becoming a multi-tasking number crunching crack shot with perfect pitch who doesn't forget anything. And let's throw in some beer goggles while we're at it.
How do you go blind and become a crack shot, anyway?
Sure, if you think 10.4 inches yearly average is a lot. East side of the state's actually quite arid; the west side is quite soggy in the Coast Range and seaside but the Willamette Valley where most of the population lives isn't exceptionally rainy, it's that it's subject to never-ending spells of overcast weather; other parts of the country actually have higher annual precipitation.
The US still burns a small amount of oil in Hawaii for power. "Small" in this instance means "only" around 300k barrels per day, last time I checked. It's a pittance when you consider we consume ca. 18 million barrels per day total.
Ever since the discovery of Proxima it has been suspected to be a true companion of the Alpha Centauri binary star system. At a distance to Alpha Centauri of just 0.21 ly (15,000 ± 700 astronomical units [AU]),[15] Proxima Centauri may be in orbit around Alpha Centauri, with an orbital period of the order of 500,000 years or more. For this reason, Proxima is sometimes referred to as Alpha Centauri C. Modern estimates, taking into account the small separation between and relative velocity of the stars, suggest that the chance of the observed alignment being a coincidence is roughly one in a million.
Hey, checking out the wiki I see that, like me, he played the tenor banjo. In tandem with the kazoo...anybody can play those! Badly or otherwise.
I'd thought I'd read that he went blind about 10 years ago - wiki says he was legally blind since the 80s, but persisted in writing with specially developed software right until the end. Great that he didn't let that faze him.
A favorite of mine was the novella the Moon Moth, which was his entry in the Science Fiction Hall of Fame anthologies. The society depicted was about as foreign as could be imagined, and described in such amazing detail:
"And what instruments do you play?"
"Well—I was given to understand that any small instrument was adequate, or that I could merely sing."
"Very inaccurate. Only slaves sing without accompaniment. I suggest that you learn the following instruments as quickly as possible: The hymerkin for your slaves. The ganga for conversation between intimates or one a trifle lower than yourself in strakh. The kiv for casual polite intercourse. The zachinko for more formal dealings. The strapan or the krodatch for your social inferiors—in your case, should you wish to insult someone. The gomapard* or the double-kamanthil** for ceremonials." He considered a moment. "The crebarin, the water-lute and the slobo are highly useful also—but perhaps you'd better learn the other instruments first. They should provide at least a rudimentary means of communication."
* Gomapard: one of the few electric instruments used on Sirene. An oscillator produces an oboelike tone which is modulated, choked, vibrated, raised and lowered in pitch by four keys. ** Double-kamanthil: an instrument similar to the ganga, except the tones are produced by twisting and inclining a disk of rosined leather against one or more of the forty-six strings.
When I was in Germany in the late 80s I remember seeing a big Hamburg apartment complex covered in graffiti. Seems they still have them: Graffiti Apartment Building – Berlin, Germany | sketchy.com, just one of many examples you can find. But apparently it isn't enough to keep vandalism from occurring.
Actual sense of scale here: House Built From LEGO Helps that it had a flat roof and mostly bare walls on its breadbox shape. But still that's a heckuva lot of bricks that went into the thing.
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Native Alaskans have been known to kill moose with a single shot from a .22.
Are you factoring in the added velocity from the helicopter?
And don't even get me started about the new Trampoline sport...
What, have they finally gotten around to building courts for playing Kosho?
Be seeing you.
Actually I saw an opening for a quick and dirty Funny. Or, barring that, an Informative or Insightful that would be even funnier. Or actually funny...karma, eh. Up, down, whatever.
Coincidence?
There are no coincidences.
My great uncle Gene and Pauling were classmates at Oregon Agricultural College (which later became Oregon State University), they graduated the same year with degrees in Chemical Engineering. When he began classes Gene couldn't hack the math at all, he hadn't taken the requisite courses or something; coming from a small farm town in eastern Oregon perhaps they weren't on the curriculum. Then, after breaking his leg and being laid up in a cast for a while, he devised his own approach to problem solving, a more roundabout method to things like long division that obtained the same answer as the conventional approach, but not as streamlined as what was usually taught. Armed with these methods he obtained his degree and went on to a respectable engineering career, overseeing projects like renovating the Mission at San Juan Capistrano and devising various formulas for asphalt used in road building.
I always wondered if Gene's crackerjack approach to problem solving didn't rub off on Pauling in some fashion.
Destiny - Bing Images Some interminable bromides, an R&B vocal trio, a Halo expansion pack - and some major league tatas. [/cross legs]
"Destiny," that's up there with Why, Arizona, or Idiotville, Oregon. I mean, a fully sustainable community blazing a path to the glorious Green future shouldn't have a name that makes you think about putting dollar bills in G strings, mkay?
Mouse utopia/dystopia, as designed by John B. Calhoun: CABINET // The Behavioral Sink
Boardman is a town mentioned in TFA, south of the Columbia Hills, I should add.
The Columbia Hills are part of the Columbia River Basalt Group, which were flood basalts, not volcanic eruptions, contrary to what TFA states. I was always under the impression that basalt was porous but almost entirely lacking in permeability, too. The fact that CAES is utilized in hollowed out salt caverns elsewhere would suggest to me that you'd need quite a void to make use of compressed air, and you'd need to frack the crap out of basalt to obtain similar volumes.
Not that there isn't permeability, but it isn't in the form of tunnels like the picture shown in TFA. I grew up south of Boardman and my Dad used to get calls in the middle of the night from people needing to have him drive out with his pump rig and pull pipe from their water wells, which had crapped out all of a sudden. The whole area has had its water table drawn down quite drastically over the last century, which I'd always figured was accounting to the lack of channels and low porosity adding up to limited volume for storage of this fossil water.
Joel: Hey, c'mon, I'm serious. There existed a time when our nation took pride in its service stations. They gleamed like a beacon of hope from coast to coast. Then, ka-blooey, Sky Chief Super Service turned into the Tank and Tummy. I don't mind telling you, the day this country went self-service was the day Hell began to bubble up and flood the earth.
Crow: Well, I hate to burst your bubble, Joel, but what about the bubonic plague? World war? Stalin?
Joel: Well, those are all big things. Hell works better when it's a lot more subtle. Here, I'll give you an example. Okay, Crow, what do you think of Adolf Hitler?
Crow: Well, I hate him, naturally.
Joel: Right. Now, what do you think of the band Styx?
Crow: Well, they had one or two decent...Oh my God, you're right!
God must love beatles.
I'm a mocker.
We're not talking about sphincters that came over and built the railroads.
The film version of A Scanner Darkly had cars with barcodes on plates instead of numbers, which were scanned at every intersection. Yes, the system was abused. Or utilized according to design, take your pick. And that 2006 film was set "7 years in the future."
We'll stick with numbers though, for pedestrians' ease of ID. Helps to find your ride in the parking lot.
Maybe he's Rowsdower.
Oh, so you're a titch more hirsute. That's an acceptable tradeoff for becoming a multi-tasking number crunching crack shot with perfect pitch who doesn't forget anything. And let's throw in some beer goggles while we're at it.
How do you go blind and become a crack shot, anyway?
Sure, if you think 10.4 inches yearly average is a lot. East side of the state's actually quite arid; the west side is quite soggy in the Coast Range and seaside but the Willamette Valley where most of the population lives isn't exceptionally rainy, it's that it's subject to never-ending spells of overcast weather; other parts of the country actually have higher annual precipitation.
Actually Japan increased consumption of oil for power generation by over 105k barrels per day post-quake: Japan’s fossil-fueled generation remains high because of continuing nuclear plant outages - Today in Energy - U.S. Energy Information Administration (EIA). Prior to the quake they consumed ca. 100k barrels per day on average. Like the rest of the OECD they purged most of their burning of petroleum products for power 30 years ago in the wake of the oil price spike that occurred at the end of the 70s, but hung on to its use in limited and ever-diminishing quantities.
The US still burns a small amount of oil in Hawaii for power. "Small" in this instance means "only" around 300k barrels per day, last time I checked. It's a pittance when you consider we consume ca. 18 million barrels per day total.
Wiki refs a paper that states:
Hey, checking out the wiki I see that, like me, he played the tenor banjo. In tandem with the kazoo...anybody can play those! Badly or otherwise.
I'd thought I'd read that he went blind about 10 years ago - wiki says he was legally blind since the 80s, but persisted in writing with specially developed software right until the end. Great that he didn't let that faze him.
A favorite of mine was the novella the Moon Moth, which was his entry in the Science Fiction Hall of Fame anthologies. The society depicted was about as foreign as could be imagined, and described in such amazing detail:
"And what instruments do you play?"
"Well—I was given to understand that any small instrument
was adequate, or that I could merely sing."
"Very inaccurate. Only slaves sing without accompaniment.
I suggest that you learn the following instruments
as quickly as possible: The hymerkin for your slaves. The ganga for conversation between intimates or one a trifle
lower than yourself in strakh. The kiv for casual polite intercourse. The zachinko for more formal dealings. The
strapan or the krodatch for your social inferiors—in your case, should you wish to insult someone. The gomapard*
or the double-kamanthil** for ceremonials." He considered a moment. "The crebarin, the water-lute and the slobo are
highly useful also—but perhaps you'd better learn the other instruments
first. They should provide at least a
rudimentary means of communication."
* Gomapard: one of the few electric instruments used on Sirene. An oscillator produces an oboelike tone which is modulated,
choked, vibrated, raised and lowered in pitch by four keys.
** Double-kamanthil: an instrument similar to the ganga, except the tones are produced by twisting and inclining a disk of
rosined leather against one or more of the forty-six strings.
When I was in Germany in the late 80s I remember seeing a big Hamburg apartment complex covered in graffiti. Seems they still have them: Graffiti Apartment Building – Berlin, Germany | sketchy.com, just one of many examples you can find. But apparently it isn't enough to keep vandalism from occurring.
Actual sense of scale here: House Built From LEGO Helps that it had a flat roof and mostly bare walls on its breadbox shape. But still that's a heckuva lot of bricks that went into the thing.
Upgraded and all my open tabs have failed to reappear. That's no good.
Pop Tarts make for an effective source of heat, too. Win-win.