In the beginning it was dark, after all we're all born with our eyes closed. Actually I was born with a large forceps in one eye, but that has more to do with how babies were delivered back then. Where's UPS and Fed Express when you need them to make that important delivery? Born with a black eye means you don't take many new baby pictures. That's OK, I hate flashbulbs anyways. But I did like spittin' up on someone's back. Still do.
Just for the record, I'm wearing a red Ron Jon's sweatshirt in the above picture. That's me with the long hair and beard. A real happy camper at that point in time. That's the nose of the orbiter, (space shuttle), to the right in the picture. Close enought to hug.
Word of warning: I don't care. This server was slow. Well not this server, but when it ran in the background on my machine before, but not now. Anyways, in lieu of that, graphics are minimal, or, maybe just real slow, or, maybe not even a problem at all. Or maybe they aren't anymore or maybe they still are. Deja vu, huh? Just deal with it.
Pull my finger. Oh, OK, you don't have to. Just can't take this too seriously. I mean it seems like much of the web is for the reality challenged. Granted, reality can really suck sometimes but that's life and you just got to deal with it. After all, we're only here to collect a paycheck to support our hobbies. Without hobbies, why work? A simple statement to explain the fall of communism.
Hey, tell me about your home planet. People links are particularly welcome as good cheap entertainment is hard to come by. Any other good links are also welcome. Click here to send mail.
If you think this is fun, you should visit my mobile home at the Phrantic's Trailer Park on the web. You've caught me at work here and I really can't get too out of hand. While back at the trailer, anything goes! Come on down and visit me, my better half, and the other trailer trash! Note: We've just upgraded to a double wide. I don't think we've pulled the wheels off yet so things aren't really settled in. But there's no need to wait for the concrete block foundation.
It's a great place to meet someone special. Believe it or not that's how I met my girlfriend. She happened upon the trailer park and was randomly reading trailers. Fortunately she visited my trailer there and left me email. It's been wonderful ever since. See Laura's picture here. She's even written her own page to amaze and impress the world. You gotta figure that every time we get together for a weekend, usually long, we manage to find something to do where we can take action photos. The latest one is right here.
OR . . . . you can visit our new place which is kind of, sort of incomplete. Give it a try and see if you can pick out the changes. There should be lots as time progresses here. It will eventually be quite a place. Check it out!
Sometimes I ask myself the same question. More importantly, why am I here? Wait a minute, already did that one above. Paycheck. I'm an aerospace engineer working in the Space Experiments department for ADF under the MRDOC/GESS contracts at the NASA Glenn Research Center in Cleveland, Oh. For the record I'm a contractor and not a civil servant. The difference between a civil servant and a contractor varies from center to center, but usually draws strong opinions from those involved. Suffice to say that I shouldn't mouth off over the web.
Back to me. Well in contradictory terms I'm an intensely laid back casually serious aerospace engineer / Kart Racer. I'm a little extreme in my responses and actions. Either full on or full off. Usually. Most of the time. Here at NASA Lewis in Cleveland I work in the space experiments department on flight experiments that go in space. Big surprise there, huh? I've spent most of my time working on the Thermal Energy Storage 1 & 2 experiments. Some other projects I'm now on are Thermal Energy Storage 3 and 4 experiments, Microgravity Smouldering Combustion experiments and Pool Boiling Experiment reflights.
"If it can't kill you, it's not a sport"
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