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I was building prototypes for a show in Germany - three of them, using all three populated PCBs in existence at the time, using £1000 per unit print heads, and because the metalwork was wrong they were a real pain to assemble: hundred of little washers needed to space things out, balanced carefully until you had the cover on and could get the screws in: it took ages. Couple of hours per unit instead of the 10 or 15 minutes it should have taken for production units. Running to a tight headline, because the MD was taking them with him when he drove over that night (and I'd managed to avoid going at all for the first time because I was too knackered after four months of very, very hard work to get this design up and running from scratch).
Plugged in, purged and tested the first unit. It was fine.
Plugged in the second unit, power on *BANG*. Oh sh*t.
Dismantle it quick, knowing damn well it's fatal because of the analog smell. I'd plugged the mains onto the PSU one pin out and stuffed 240AC up it's earth...completely fried everything.
Dismantle the third and check - it's fine. Reassemble (more hours) test and approve.
Then have to go and confess...
Then on phone to hardware designers and change mains connector on all units (including current designs) to make sure it can't ever be done again.
Never underestimate the power of stupid things in large numbers --- Serious Sam
Just got the latest greatest effect of the "Glenn Effect" setting up to some battery calculations for another client who is (US based) the test rig he brought over (with the VB abortion that has been the bane of my life since) was working fine had to unplug every thing and shift it as the there was another use for the meeting room. Shift that, plug everything in and poof!
Tis not a good a day to be me
Scientists are saying that the Sun is in a phase of "solar lull" (aka a "Maunder Minimum[^]") - meaning that it has fallen asleep - and it is baffling them.
History suggests that periods of unusual "solar lull" coincide with bitterly cold winters.
Does this mean I can send my heating bill to Bob?
"These people looked deep within my soul and assigned me a number based on the order in which I joined." - Homer
The Maunder Minimum was an event that happened back between 1645 and 1715.
There have been other minima, but not called Maunder.
(Oort, Wolf, Sporor and Dalton).
We are currently entering A solar minimum, but certainly not the Maunder Minimum.
It could, however, lead to, as you say, a new, second, Little Ice Age, similar to the one that ran between 1550 and 1850, which, co-incidentally, came straight after the Mediaeval Warm Period.
I am one who like to look at data rather than make up a model based on what I want to happen for the purposes of funding, and so I can categorically state that no-one knows for sure what will happen but that it is at the very least possible, and given the data and cyclical nature of these things, probable that the Earth will be entering a cold period. Whether it turns out to be an Ice Age or not is a different matter.
(Although we are actually still IN an ice age).
Obscurum per obscurius.
Ad astra per alas porci.
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.
Colder? One of the main roads through Crawley was well and truly flooded this morning. Some pratt in a taxi drove through the flooded road, which did for his taxi and he sat there in the water causing major congestion for miles around. The police tried to "help" (rolleyes) by placing an accident sign by the lights and slinging a length of "POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS" tape across two posts to stop other traffic driving through. Naturally, the sign and tape was no obstacle as they simply drove around it compounding the problem that Pratt Tosspot-Dipstick caused in the first place. A 12-15 min commute took 1hr 20min as every road was clogged.
Are those sodding jet streams behind it all, picking up 2/3rd of the Atlantic and dumping it on poor old Blighty?
If there is one thing more dangerous than getting between a bear and her cubs it's getting between my wife and her chocolate.
The Maunder Maximum is 2 beers and he has never finished the 2nd.
"I controlled my laughter and simple said "No,I am very busy,so I can't write any code for you". The moment they heard this all the smiling face turned into a sad looking face and one of them farted. So I had to leave the place as soon as possible." - Mr.Prakash One Fine Saturday. 24/04/2004