Pictures Galore

Well, I've got those ultrasound pictures scanned in, as well as a few more. We had to get another ultrasound. This one was a level two, which means it's done in a different place, by a more skilled specialist. Also, it means we got some of those 3D pictures. They didn't turn out too clear, but here's the whole mess of them.

First, the ones from a while back:






And, from the second set:






This one is more from the front, and catches a yawn:


And here's the first of the 3D, the one that turned out the best:


And the other one:


So, it was pretty cool being there for the 3D imaging. You can see a bit more on the screen than you can in these two shots, especially the second one. It all just makes me look forward more to January 23rd.

Look Alike Face Morpher

I came across this one on one of my friends sites on MySpace. I didn't have (or want to use) a picture of myself, so I used a link to a picture of the Mona Lisa. It found the other one. Try it out, it's a hoot!

It's a boy!

I'll have pictures of my son up once I've got my computer up and running again. I'm sending this from my in-laws' which has a scanner, but no decent software to do anything with the pictures once I've got them.

So, we went to get an ultrasound. They found all the fingers and arms and stuff, and then they found what looks suspiciously like a penis. We got three pictures this time, and you can see a bit more than in the others.

Other news, we're moving into the in-laws' instead of living in their yard. It turns out that the joy of having your own space just isn't worth living in a camper. It's not bad though. We'll have a couple of rooms once I get the second one a bit more cleared out, and we'll likely have a third once the baby comes. School's going pretty well, even the scary 'get whitey' class, partially because she has been focusing more on actual material, and partially because the other students commiserate. It's a little tough getting everything done, but I'm managing the eighteen credits alright.

Stardust

MJ and I have been going out on Monday nights, since that and Sunday were the only nights she had off, and even though she has Tuesday nights off as well now, we've been sticking with Monday out of habit. So, yesterday she's looking through the movies to see if there's anything worth seeing, and she calls me over to look at them. Now, here's the awesome part, Stardust was listed. I knew it was coming out, but I didn't know when.

Any other Gaiman fans (Berserk) know how stoked I was about this. It took a little bit of talking MJ into it, but she went along and was not disappointed.

I'd recommend this one to anyone, especially fans. The cast was great, the adaptation was great. Two big freakin' thumbs up!

School's on

This post is coming from the computer lab at my new school. So far it's going alright. I've figured out some of the bus schedule. It takes almost two hours, including the drive to the bus stop and a short walk from downtown, so I need to get my mp3 player squared away. I've got a pretty tight schedule on Mondays and Wednesdays, leaving me 15 minutes between classes, but today, and Tuesday I've got plenty of time to work over my reading assignments, check email, and look around campus between classes.

Overall, it shouldn't be too bad, but I've got to work out a couple kinks in the routine still, and all this walking with my books is going to take a little getting used to. I know I'm coming here from a couple months at a metal shop, but I'm getting different sore muscles from this. I should be good after a couple of weeks though.

I've got a couple of philosophy classes, and a couple of English classes. One of the philosophy classes is an intro, and the other is about logic and arguing, so watch out. My philosophy teachers are the most unusual teachers I believe I've ever had. I wonder if they are all like that. One of my English classes is an introduction to fiction. That one looked fun. I tried writing a book a while ago, but realized I didn't really know what I was doing.

I've got a class on pre-columbian and colonial meso-america. It's required here that everyone takes one multicultural (non-white) class, and this one seemed like one I might actually take just for the content. The first day included a lot of talk about how bad white people have been, and a little talk of what still needs to be done to fix things. I was hoping to avoid that. This will be my second day, hopefully it will be a bit more about pre-columbian and colonial meso-america, and a bit less about affirmative action, reparations, and African slave trade.

In other news, MJ is doing pretty well as far as this whole pregnancy goes. She's got a different position at work. It involves a little more responsibility, and a little less lifting. Also, it's four ten hour days, instead of five eights. This wasn't just one of those moves they do so you can keep working while you're pregnant either. It's one of those ones that you apply for and hope you get. I'm all kinds of proud of her.

I wish I could say that the morning sickness was gone, but it is at least reduced. There's been some dry heaving this morning, but nothing for a few days before that. She's handling throwing up a lot better than she used to. Still more reasons to be proud.

Baby Pictures

Everyone meet your new grandchild/niece/nephew/child-of-a-friend.

I took the morning off of work today, to go with MJ to a prenatal checkup. They were hoping we'd be able to hear a heartbeat this time, there wasn't anything to hear on her last visit.
They couldn't find it this time either, so they sent us to the hospital for an ultrasound, resulting in two beautiful pictures of our baby. Nice as these are though, you should have seen the moving picture on the screen. I can see why they have a hard time getting any still shots better than these, but we could see the baby moving around, the heart was beating really fast, and you could see all the ribs, the arms and legs. He/She was all curled up in a little ball, which is likely why we couldn't hear anything.
So, I never made it to work. By the time we were done work was over. I called in and everything, so I should still have a job there for a couple of weeks before school starts. MJ had to call in too. The soonest they could get us in for the ultrasound was 2:00. So, here are the pictures anyway. There's just the one child. Don't be confused by the multiple shots.

2.5 x .25

Apparently, I haven't mentioned to everyone that I cut steel now, instead of inspecting fire extinguishers. The job usually runs better than the old one, but not so much today. One of the pieces of steel I cut is two and a half inches by a quarter inch. It's far from the heaviest most difficult stuff that I cut, but today it's my least favorite. It's just thin enough to have quite a bit of spring to it, but plenty heavy enough have a little power behind it when it springs back at you. If you grab a twenty foot length of the stuff by the middle, and toss it onto your table, the middle part which you grabbed it by, it seems, is likely to spring back and smack you on it's way down. Without sharing all the gory details, I'll just say that this piece of metal is number one on my list of the worst things I've smacked myself in the nuts with.

That was the morning. Later in the day, I gave myself a nasty blood blister on the palm of my left hand. It's half an inch, by an eighth. As much as that would normally bother me, it pales today.

So, here's to better days, and healthier nuts.

Scout Camp

I went to scout camp this weekend. I only got Friday off of work, so I wasn't down the whole week. It was interesting. There are two camps we used to go to, this was the one where they do all the work (cooking and the like) for you. It seems that not much has changed. It was weird, but pretty cool seeing the place again. I don't have the patience for the staph's strangeness than I used to. They seemed more annoying, less funny, but I bet that was more due to me changing then them. The boys seemed to get a kick out of them just like I remember.

Oh, in case I didn't tell anyone, they made me Scoutmaster in the ward I'm in now. I don't just hang out with the scouts for the heck of it.

One of the other adult leaders has a pretty cool job, I found out. I had heard others say that he could hack into stuff, and I figured his job involved something nerdy, and he was better with computers than most, but it turns out his job is to hack into places, and then let them know how he got in. I've seen that job in a movie, but I never thought anyone really had it. If only they could incorporate ninjas into it, I'd have the perfect job for my little brother.

He also brought up some potassium. Seems that stuff blows up in water, as long as it's not in it's acid form. Pity I missed it. I don't suppose I could have brought up thermite, and not gotten in trouble for it. I'll have to let most of you know if I get that put together. Mom, I'll let you know after I'm done with it.

Anyway, good to be back home. Next year I might be going up for the whole week. Assuming I'm still in the same ward, and I can get the time off from wherever I'm working by then.

Thermite Anyone?

So, cutting steel to make trailers is an interesting job. There are a lot of different parts we make in the fab shop, and a couple of good byproducts I want to see if I can get my hands on. The first, is the sawdust from the steel cut off saw. When it comes off of the saw, it looks like fireworks, but it cools to a black dust. It's magnetic, it stinks, and it covers my clothes when I'm done. I believe it's what's known as black or blue iron oxide. It differs from red iron oxide (rust) because it is oxidized at a high temperature.

I don't claim to understand this too well, but I believe that means it's burnt, not just rusty.

The other byproduct is saw dust from the aluminum saws. There's no real heat involved in these, and no oxidation. It's just ordinary aluminum dust.

This is where it gets interesting, and where Berserk may have to stop reading for liability purposes.

Seems that when you mix about a quarter of one with three quarters of the other you get a mixture called thermite. Thermite is used to weld railroad pieces together. When you burn it, you are left with a puddle of molten iron. You can cast this iron into a mold, or burn through things. It will burn a hole through the hood of a car, through the engine block, and out the bottom with only a flowerpot full. It will do more than that if you place the flowerpot over the gas tank.

Now, I don't plan on doing anything so destructive, but ever since I heard of the stuff, I kind of wanted to make it, who wouldn't, and now I find myself working daily with the raw ingredients I need. Also, it seems I can use a sparkler or a matchbook to ignite it as well, so I don't even need the usual magnesium fuse, which might be somewhat difficult to come by.

So, Mom's cautioning aside, anyone have any thoughts on this stuff?



Check out this Wikipedia article on thermite if want to know more about it, or see pictures and videos.

Small Town

Well, we've got hot water and cold air in our camper. Hot air too, if we choose, but now's not the time for it. We've got to get some sort of control device, not unlike a working thermostat, for it. Currently, we've got a bundle of loose wires sticking out of the wall. If you know which ones to hook up, you've got air. Also, I've got to do something about all this internet I don't have. We either need a wireless repeater, or a better NIC. Probably the former.

The fourth was fun. At least, the couple of days before the fourth were fun. The fourth involved us traveling home, and watching a chick flick which my chick didn't enjoy any more than I did.

Before the fourth, we were in the small town my mother grew up in. A town we're thinking of moving to, in order to get medical school paid for. There might be some extra difficulty in that though, I understand they've got some overdone anti-nepotism policies at the hospital. I have a cousin who had some difficulty getting a job there because she has an aunt who works there too. If I run into any problems though, there are a couple of other areas we're interested in too. Areas with a nicer climate, although fewer relatives. If all else fails, there's always the student loan method.

The stay in Smalltown was pretty good. I took my wife out on a quad, exploring some paths with streams running through them. My youngest sister fell off of hers, cracked her helmet right open, but left her head in one bruised piece. She got a few scrapes, and a slightly damaged ankle too, but nothing too bad.

It was good seeing almost everyone. We've got an aunt I haven't seen in probably a bit more than a decade, and about four corresponding cousins I've never seen. Then there's an uncle who I haven't seen too often, and who I haven't seen quite as little as I'd like. Druncle doesn't seem all too bad at first. A bit full of himself, a bit bossy. A bit like a permanent drunk. The bit that really impressed me was when he decided to share his beer with the baby sitting next to him. Wha?!

I understand most people drink. I'm fine at a family gathering, a party, whatever, where people are drinking. No one has ever tried to push it on me. Druncle here, decided that a kid, not quite a year old I think, should have a drink. This isn't like letting a child of yours, who is curious about your wine, have a sip. This is more like getting the cat drunk to laugh at it. Druncle wasn't doing this with his own children either. As far as I know he doesn't have any. No, the kid in question belonged to the aunt who doesn't regularly come around anyway. Nice way to push her right back out. My sister asked the kid if she wanted her juice, and took her away, to which Druncle said, "oh, here come the missionaries to save you." Leave it to the drunk to get too preachy, and to overestimate their own comedic talent. The guy's always hated Mormons, but my sister's not really trying to push her religion around here.

Druncle tried it again, this time the kid's dad stopped him, told him that was enough. They left. Pissed of course. Hopefully we'll see them again soon. Hopefully Druncle will find himself busy with whatever the hell he does the rest of the year, and won't make it down.

That aside, the trip was good. It was really good to see the rest of the family over there. Next year, we should be able to stay for the holiday as well. There's nothing like a big firework show done by a small town. Hope everyone else's holiday was good.