This will be some ranting about the kids that work at the same place as me. Yesterday was the first day after my two week vacation and I was set up to do some grunt work just to get rid of the rust that built up after the rest. I was going to make some probes! My probes consists of a tip that is glued in a pipe that is glued in a third L shaped pipe. The nice workshop guys here made me ten probe sets, i.e. ten L’s ten ‘tip pipes’ and ten middle pipes. The L’s are made of brass and soldered into the L shape by one workshop guy that now have quit (which is why I let him do many for me!). The other pipes are of course diameter matched and cut into custom lengths. Theese ten sets were lying in a bag: (pic 1),

The bag was marked 10 sets. And was lying in the second drawer of this wooden cabinet (pic 2):

I circled the note here. The note says “XXX Experiment, Don’t touch without permission from Timmy (me)”. Difficult to miss?
When I wanted to start yesterday I couldn’t at first find the bag. But after some cynical looking I found it in the metal cabinet to the right in the picture. Looking in the bag I found 8 L’s, 5 middle pieces and 8 tip pieces.

Now I got pissed but saw a note that a guy wrote where he said that he sent some tubes to a friend now in Italy. After some e-mails I found two of my middle pipes in Italy.

More importantly I knew who had been rummaging about in my cabinet. I met the guy who sent the pipes to Italy and he just said that he didn’t see any notes…

My conclusion is that the world is most definately corroding apart and that researchers are mentally in the age of 11.

Another conclusion could be that they don’t like me so they don’t care about my marked stuff.

Back again. Thx to Skinny Homer, the Godess, Far, Mor, The Elder One with family, The Younger, PB, Mr Moose among others who made the last weeks pleasant.

Too bad though that the Mushroom Man was unavailable.

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have been served here in the Hollows. Three were good and all was nice. The Godess Maued to the rat and the days showed their white and blue sides.

Been hangin in the Hollows for a couple of days now. Without a connection. Now though when I have a line I will eat my porridge and then go to the course to whack some sense out of my white little balls. For good measures Skinny Homer will join.

Yesterday I met up with the little godess and I brought gifts worthy of the wise man that I am. Sportsgoods!

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I pass this sign a couple of times every weekk and still think it is very funny. At least for those of us that knows a little of swedish ’slang’expressions.

I was helping a post doc here to find a workshop that could build her a channel in polycarbonate. The problem is that the channel is too big for the ordinary workshop so I looked around.

I found among other places this place Nybergs Glas och metall.
I surfed into their index page, and found in the bottom ‘a presentation film’.
I clicked on this in order to find out something that could help us in our quest, and then I laughed for some minutes.