Sunday, August 29, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Farmer Freddy . . . he isn't the same one as when Merkin was a boy.
Dudeboy with Darwin at the Kentucky Secular Society booth.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Adonis "Bug Boy" Gorr helped id this little critter that Dr. J found on one of the basil plants (she has a good eye, because he is hard to spot). It is a type of Leafhopper Nymph. One website states that, "Leafhoppers are one of the largest families of plant-feeding insects. There are more leafhopper species worldwide than all species of birds, mammals, reptiles, and amphibians combined."
Merkin's thumb for scale . . .
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
A few weeks ago, Charlie-Dog took us to where he works: the Graphite Reactor at the Oak Ridge National Laboratory. It's a very famous building where they made plutonium during the Manhattan Project. And I got to see the original document stating that the Graphite Reactor had reached critical. (Right now as I write this blog, I'm wearing the same shirt I wore on that day). He showed us his job site, his office, and the museum for the reactor. It was really fun and educational. Charlie-Dog has a very important job.
Enrico Fermi passed through these doors.
The platform that the manikins are standing on is actually an elevator which allowed the workers to push uranium slugs into the upper part of the loading face.
In addition to its role in the Manhattan Project, the graphite reactor was also first to generate electricity from nuclear energy.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
The mad scientist.
Cleaning the Dirty Water.
Glass 1 (on the left) is the dirty water before filtration.
Glass 2 (middle) is the dirty water after it was filtered and disinfected . . . I think the bleach is what caused the cloudiness.
Glass 3 (right) is the control. It is filtered tap water.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Follow this link to see a video of the wasps emerging from their cocoons.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
The bell tower. To ring the bell, one must climb a ladder . . . apparently not everyone felt inclined as I did.