I can also say I've had my fun with the game and move on.
Is there a way to block literally all studios that have a parent company? Because I don't think parent companies are good things. Nestle is a parent company, QED.
Recall the core was supposed to be the business end of a nuclear bomb, it was supposed to be near criticality so that a nuclear explosion could be triggered. They were measuring just how close to criticality it was. I don't fully understand why they were doing that; could be anything from refining nuclear bomb design to developing safety procedures, aka "Don't store this next to this much beryllium."
In the first case, Harry Doghlian was stacking bricks. The instruments read he was close to criticality as he started to place one last brick, so he had achieved the goal of the experiment, and then he dropped the brick. Doghlian died from failure of imagination, his experimental apparatus did not account for clumsiness. Also in the room was a military private named Robert Hemmerly acting as a security guard, who was also exposed and died 33 years later from leukemia.
In the second case, Louis Slotin was closing a hemispheric shell. As designed, there were supposed to be shims that wouldn't let the shell completely close. He removed these shims and instead used the blade of a screwdriver. Which slipped. Once again, the test apparatus did not account for clumsiness...or it did, but the safety measures were defeated.
Slotin was apparently prone to bravado, he had done this test/demonstration about a dozen times for small crowds; there were seven other people in the room with him including someone looking over his shoulder. While part of the scientific method is repeating experiments, I'm not convinced he wasn't just showing off.
In the human factors chapter of flight school we teach about the five hazardous attitudes. Slotin demonstrated three of the five:
Anti-authority. The removal of the shims was not authorized, but he did it anyway.
Macho. Most accounts I've read make a point to mention the blue jeans and snakeskin boots he wore, suggesting a cowboy attitude.
Invulnerability. Slotin knew Doghlian personally and had visited Doghlian in the hospital as he lay literally falling apart at the cellular level...and then went to work to take the safety shims out of his radiation test apparatus. What kind of man does that? One who thinks it can't happen to him. How'd that work out?
I'll leave it as an exercise to the reader to look up what the other two hazardous attitudes are.
Further experiments with the demon core were done via robotic remote control with personnel a quarter mile away. Somebody finally said "Hey, maybe we shouldn't be doing criticality experiments with our bare hands."
I have an unrelated headache, but the constant allcaps of KRAFTON really makes me want to nail someone's dick shut.
The people I'm here to represent can't afford to buy their snacks.
I kinda like the orange smell, too.
That's how Izzy happened.
Please do not the cat.
I graduated high school in 2005, one out of some 300 of my graduating class. Had plenty of friends. Went to community college, several folks I knew from school went to the same community college, met plenty of new folks. Had plenty of friends. Transferred to university, had plenty of friends, got to know my roommates pretty close, that kind of thing.
Out of college, I disappeared into what I thought was going to be my career for a few years. When I came back up and looked around, I found myself in a different world with people that aren't people anymore, there are walking talking eating shitting cell phone stands.
I don't try to socialize for the same reason I don't go hunting for Carolina parakeets: Interpersonal relationships aren't a thing that exists in the world anymore. We killed them all and the corpse of the last one is on display behind glass at the Raleigh museum of Natural Sciences.
Soaps like Lava and Gojo have pumice in them. Because sometimes your hands need an 80 grit washing.
Both of my grandmothers are dead, but I did teach my aunt to use Linux. She had a laptop that "ran" Windows 10. It would take 30 seconds to open the Start menu. One SSD, one RAM upgrade and one install of Mint later it's a whole new machine. She can Firefox and Mahjongg just fine.
Possibly the wrong community for this, it was either here or casual_conversation which also feels like possibly the wrong community for this, but I haven't found anywhere better.
It is allegedly Men's Health Awareness Month, so instead of doing something lazy like post an image macro telling you it's okay to cry or other bullshit platitude, why don't we all hit the trails and talk about what we see along the way?
I went out to a trail around a lake local to me. Was almost tough getting any pictures at all without getting people in the shot. Used to be you could have the whole place to yourself, I'm not sure I was ever out of sneezing distance of someone the entire 2 miles. Used to be people would say hi as they passed, everyone's got earbuds in these days.
A deer! First of two I saw on this walk. Used to be you'd never see any deer or anything like that around this trail, too many people. But they've been clearcutting the forests around here left and right to slap in those godawful HOA housing developments or apartment complexes that we're running out of woods for the deer to live in. Used to be you'd never see them in town, but now there seems to be one living in the back of my yard. Not sure it's a great sign for the future that all the wildlife is being displaced.
The crik. Hope it don't rise.
I've always liked this spot, the path forks a little here and the lower path gives you this peek at the lake. About 20 years ago now I took the best picture I've ever taken at this spot, I was walking this trail shortly after sunrise, happened to look over, said "That's pretty" and snapped a shot with my LG EnV2.
Desire path? I don't fully understand this one, though I remember decades ago it was a lot narrower, like only bikes ever went to the right.
I don't know what this invasive species is but it's apparently not too healthy for the local trees.
So, now it's your turn. Go on a walk, talk about what you see out there.
I foreshadowed this one pretty good. I'm still working on the countertop but the cabinetry is done.
And here are some of those infernal hinges that are way harder to buy than they should be.
It's a little scratch and dent given it's made out of offcuts, scraps and extras from other projects but I think it came out okay. Three coats of fake "tung oil" finish and it came up to a nice warm semi-gloss, and ambered up the pine enough to take the edge off the grain.
Detail shot of the side hung, center guided drawer and its rabbeted dovetail front and shop made handle.
Yeah I'm going on a bit of a victory lap here, I'm pretty happy with how this one turned out.
I'm slapping together a night stand for my cousin out of crap I have lying around the shop, and I'm using the project as an excuse to try out some stuff.
Carcass is "hardwood" mystery meat 7-ply from Lowe's. Joinery is all dovetails; lower shelf and mid frame are sliding dovetails, upper frame is half-blinds. I did that to see if I could. Answer: Barely. The sliding dovetails were fine but the half-blinds wanted to blow the plywood apart.
Face frame is rift sawn traumatized pine. That's what I managed to salvage from a damaged section of 8:4, and judging by the growth rings that tree had been through at least one divorce. The curve on the bottom I laid out with a bowed spline. First time I've actually done that. It's attached to the carcass Norm style, with Tite-bond and #10 biscuits.
Tomorrow I'll build the drawer.
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Both of your guesses I would put into Resignation. "I can't do anything about it, so why bother?" Why bother checking the fuel for contaminants, it's always clean anyway. Why bother standing up to the aircraft owner, I'm gonna have to fly the mission anyway whether or not I think it's safe.
The other is Impulsivity, the tendency to do things at the spur of the moment without thinking anything through. Jumping into the plane to fly off somewhere without planning the flight, reacting to a problem by instantly doing the first thing that comes to mind instead of working the problem, etc.