There's a story of Mark Twain visiting the New York laboratory of Nikola Tesla where Tesla invites Twain to stand on a vibrating platform. As Twain enjoyed the pleasurable vibrations, and ignored Tesla's suggestions to get off of the platform, Twain was suddenly forced to jump and run for the bathroom. It seems that Tesla failed to inform Twain of the laxative effects of the platform.
In my basement laboratory, I have a Precor treadmill. This week because of twin duty before their summer program starts, I have been running my 6 miles on the treadmill. By the time I get to 5 miles, I feel movement, and at 6 miles I'm off and running doing my Twain imitation. A hundred years later, and I can still hear Tesla laughing.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Hello! And His Momma Must Have Been Proud
I got too much to say about nothing, so I decided to start blogging about nothing again. I have another blog--refrac.net. Check it out when you can't sleep. It's supposed to be about technical oil and gas stuff.
If anyone used to read my old blog. I wrote about nothing and running. When I signed out, I had finished two marathons, signed up for an Ironman triathlon, quit my job, and started a new company.
Now...I'm preparing for marathon number three. I realized that I can't swim worth a shit, and my Ironman event will need to wait. My old job, and the company I worked for, make me glad I quit. My new company is open...and struggling.
I can't wait to write something funny.
I've been sleeping with the windows open. Two nights ago, at 2:42 am, I woke up to the aroma of skunk. Strong enough that he could have been in the backyard. I couldn't stand it, and I shut my windows. The next day, while driving to the office, I saw said skunk dead along the side of the road at least 1/2 mile from my house. Now I can stink, but I don't think I stink to people in their homes 1/2 mile away. His momma must have been proud.
If anyone used to read my old blog. I wrote about nothing and running. When I signed out, I had finished two marathons, signed up for an Ironman triathlon, quit my job, and started a new company.
Now...I'm preparing for marathon number three. I realized that I can't swim worth a shit, and my Ironman event will need to wait. My old job, and the company I worked for, make me glad I quit. My new company is open...and struggling.
I can't wait to write something funny.
I've been sleeping with the windows open. Two nights ago, at 2:42 am, I woke up to the aroma of skunk. Strong enough that he could have been in the backyard. I couldn't stand it, and I shut my windows. The next day, while driving to the office, I saw said skunk dead along the side of the road at least 1/2 mile from my house. Now I can stink, but I don't think I stink to people in their homes 1/2 mile away. His momma must have been proud.
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