Showing posts with label science. Show all posts
Showing posts with label science. Show all posts

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Try to Be a Little Mature


The Discovery Channel is always on at my house, usually for sound background, but also because I like a lot of their shows. Dirty Jobs, Myth Busters, and any specials they have usually keeps my interest. Sundays are a BIG day on Discovery Channel, though, because they have many different specials and documentaries, which I, in my geek-state, find fascinating. Today as part of their extravaganza, they had the "Mysteries of the Bermuda Triangle."

This is nothing new, to me or for Discovery Channel. They usually do something on UFOs and other paranormal stuff often, and I grew up in a household where paranormal things were considered real and significant. On this Bermuda Triangle documentary, they were discussing possible reasons why ships may go down in the Triangle area. They hypothesized about methane gas, and even did several experiments and showed some examples caught on tape, in which methane build up caused the sinking and/or total annihilation of ships. This was an interesting hypothesis; I hadn't heard it before, so it was something new for me to mull over and consider. But I could not help the urge to laugh every time they would say something along the lines of "the methane build up would release a giant bubble that rose to the surface and burst. . . "

To me, it was comical, first the word bubble itself, and second the idea that a "giant bubble" could destroy huge ships. I'm sure it could happen, but every time they would reiterate the "Giant Bubble" theory, I would giggle a little. Because I am a dork, on top of being a geek.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

All That Icks


It may surprise some people, but Geek Girl does not have a totally awesome librarian job, or a fun and creative tech savvy business to run. Oh, no. Geek Girl is an average, everyday college student Office Monkey like many other college students out there. Sometimes, my Job asks me to do ridiculous stuff. Sometimes my Job asks me to do pointless crap. Sometimes, my Job asks me to do things that require my own judgment. Today was one of THOSE days. We got in some new mouse pads; sleeker, thinner, less mushy. They looked more sanitary, too, not at all like the spongy ones we're currently using that probably soak up any number of bacterium and other icky stuff from the hundreds of people that use our computers. Well, we got in these nice, new mouse pads, but there were only five. So, Boss Lady asked me to go around and dispose of the worst used old ones and replace them with the newer ones. My issue? All of them looked truly disgusting and used to me. So I threw away the first five I came across, and replaced those. Seriously, any employer should be happy to have me, because not only did I throw away five science-project-worthy petri dishes, I also did it in a pleasing straight line that draws the eye to the sleek lines of our mouse pads, and not to the ugly clunkers we call "computers."

On a cooler note: they finally figured out what to name Pluto and similar planets, although I can't say whether they should call ALL of them "Plutoid'.