Posted on 09/24/2005 11:23:20 AM PDT by creeperdavis
Yah, Wednesday is next, alright!
I always liked being busy...time just drags when there is nothing to do.
And you survived? Not many people can say that!
Obviously, he is a weapons-master par excellence, but also a man of discriminating good taste.
Long term, the only convenient source for carbon will be atmospheric scooping of the planet Venus. That's out of our way for this trip, although it is possible to do flybys upon occasion when one wants to cut time from a Hohmann orbit.
If we get a build-up, or outgassing of CO2 as was experienced by that ludicrous Biosphere, we can tap into that for additional structural development.
"... if we could generate artificial gravity and come up with a structural integrity field."
I can't do anything about the artificial gravity just yet, but we could play with artificial molecules for the structural integrity field. These are similar to what would be used in simulation, or "holodeck" chambers, and are unintelligent nanoscale devices that can be arranged in patterns.
INB42K! (I have no life...)
Scott Adams, creator of Dilbert, spoke through the character Dogbert.
"I was curious about the Meaning of Life. So I looked it up. ... Somehow it was less than I imagined it would be."
Why wouldn't I have survived? He just gave me the 00.
And when Ralph Cramden said, "POW! Right in the kisser!", he was talking about kissing his wife, right?
Oh, okay.
And you grabbed post 1919.
The Year 1919 was marked by this oddity:
Forty minutes past noon on 15 January 1919, a giant wave of molasses raced through Boston. The unseasonably warm temperature (46 degrees) was the final stress needed to cause a gigantic, filled-to-capacity tank to burst. 2,320,000 gallons (14,000 tons) of molasses swept through the streets, causing death and destruction.
Eyewitness reports tell of a "30-foot wall of goo" that smashed buildings and tossed horses, wagons and pool tables about as if they were nothing. Twenty-one people were killed by the brown tidal wave, and 150 more were injured. The chaos and destruction were amplified -- and rescue efforts were hampered -- by the stickiness of the molasses. Those persons attempting to aid others all too often found themselves mired fast in the goo.
The day after the disaster, The New York Times reported:
A dull, muffled roar gave but an instant's warning before the top of the tank was blown into the air. The circular wall broke into two great segments of sheet iron which were pulled in opposite directions. Two million gallons of molasses rushed over the streets and converted into a sticky mass the wreckage of several small buildings which had been smashed by the force of the explosion. The greatest mortality apparently occurred in one of the city buildings where a score of municipal employees were eating their lunch. The building was demolished and the wreckage was hurled fifty yards. The other city building, which had an office on the ground floor and a tenement above, was similarly torn from its foundations.
One of the sections of the tank wall fell on the firehouse which was nearby. The building was crushed and three firemen were buried in the ruins.
Boston is not a city that forgets anything easily. There are those who claim that on a hot summer day in the North End, you can still smell the molasses.
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/vetscor/1058313/posts?page=38#38
*Ssssssh!*
We can't let it be known to the general public that some of us actually have *cough* hearts that aren't necessarily in jars.
;-)
Oh, yes, I'm sure I will have no difficulty convincing people what a heartless individual I am.
By the way, have you seen my latest Rainbow Poem?
Thanks 'Face.
Howzeverylittlething?
Clearly, I have been buuuuusssy at work!
*chuckle*
Yes.
And it's pretty good.
Kinda in a 'trippy' mood at the moment, allergy meds are wonderful things.
Especially when you have a weird metabolism that works against it and tries to metabolize it as quickly as possible.
I am SO doomed.
Yah, I know you're busy, so you're forgiven. Are you still traveling?
Shouldn't we be able to 'flip' the telegib to 'teleroast' and convert raw material into carbon?
Since it converts solid matter into a subatomic plasma explosive, it shouldn't be too hard to have it convert stuff into into other forms of normal solid matter?
But then it would have been a viable teleporter to begin with instead of a strange weapon?
Hmm, ponderment.
Hi, darks! How is the sketch going?
Better than I'd thought I was doing last night.
So I won't be adding extra fiber to my diet.
;-)
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