Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Humber River - Another Big Hunk Goes Splash

I'm getting a huge increase in readership, but they are all cheapies, and don't click ads. I, therefore, conclude they are all my political enemies in opaque organizations.

(this message for them)

How-ya doing? Just because you can suck out my brains for free, doesn't mean you can do anything!

Anyway, this is getting exciting! Geotechnical engineering in action! Stuff to thrill the kiddies and scare the old ladies! Yesterday, there was this big hunk that I knew was going to fail in a day. It was being undermined by flowing water, and big rocks were rolling down the hill. I wish I had caught it in action.

There was still water seeping from the gash, and this might be it for a while. The other parts seem dryer. Still, Cindy the wonder dog, and I, will keep liveblogging (yeah, right) on this issue. As I was leaving, it looked like a very young engineer from the Conservation people was going to look at it. Poor guy, people must be all over him. And nothing he can do.

Computer Games Improve Eyesight

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I'm taking some time away from my fruitless blogging to fire up the PS3. I'm so hopeless at it that I'm continually stuck in the first 3 minutes! I wish they had better training! But this really does fire up the neurons, and I'm sure a little bit a day keeps the brain-gunking away.

Nuclear Wages to be Squeezed

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People are losing their jobs, so the logic conclusion is that you shouldn't pay nuclear project leaders anything. If they reduce the 'sunshine' limit to zero (where inflation will eventually put it), then it completes the 'polical-ization' of all things nuclear. My last big hope for nuclear was that they'd be able to find a 'brain', who could cut through all the schmuck, and protect the technical people below him. This is not going to happen when the pay is limited to that of low-wage career civil servants. In fact, the only people they can find are the very same who pushed the Niagara Tunnel Disaster.

So, I'm happy here in the gutter, scraping by with the very few pennies thrown at me. I would not take that stress for the pittance they are forced to pay.