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Repairing an Umbrella
I repaired my umbrella today, and learned a bit about how it is constructed in the process. The fabric of the umbrella is tied to the ends of the skeletal spokes that give it structure, and one (and then two, perhaps from the added stress caused by the first) of these ties had broken. It turns out that there is a hole in the metal on the end of ( Read more... ) -
Blowing the Dust Off
It's been quite some time since I last posted. So long, it's hard to know what to say, what to catch up on, what to share or not share. I also can't promise I'll post more regularly from here on out, as my life has become very full of (mostly) good things. Here are a few of the highlights ( Read more... ) -
Might as well...
Somehow I doubt anyone still reads this, I have let it lapse for so long. But so it goes ( Read more... ) -
The Last Friday
Today is the last Friday of my summer research. Sitting in the NMR room, waiting for the chill to creep into my bones. The Nexus is quiet, today. Most have gone, and an emptiness is filling the vacuum - an almost tangible silence ( Read more... ) -
Ozone and burning rubber
Ozone is nasty stuff. I ran my first experiments with it today, and found that it eats away at the rubber stopper used to hold the ozone line in the test tube, filling my reaction with black chunks of chewed rubber. A rather nasty gas, that. In any case, it seems to be a wonderfully quick way to accomplish what we're trying to ( Read more... ) -
Home again, home again... again.
I've more or less settled in to summer life in Claremont, and though the days have yet to assume a solid routine, they are far more uniform than I am generally used to during the academic year. In so many ways life seems to have come full circle, returning me to the point I was at two years ago . It is different this time, though. My friendships ( Read more... ) -
Home again, home again...
But which is home? I'm at my parent's house, and that is home. Tomorrow I head back to Claremont - also home. Oh, the nomadic lifestyle of a 20-something! I thrive upon it. Will I ever be content to stay in one place? One country, one city, one street, one house? Perhaps. Life passes in different seasons, it seems, and youths grow tired as ( Read more... ) -
Productive!?!
I was sitting at dinner tonight, cradling a cup of tea to end the meal as is my custom, and was suddenly overcome with a powerful sense of productivity - an urge to go sit in my room alone and get things done. The rarity of this urge made me loathe to ignore it, so I curtailed my tea-cradling activities and sallied forth from the Hoch post haste ( Read more... ) -
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