Whee, NAPP
Tuesday, 24 May 2005 10:58 pmLittle pre-regger outing today; we visited NAPP's factory on the Cambridge science park. OH-EM-GEE how cool! I am SO going to live up to my original aspirations and get into industry. Although I'm partway convinced of the idea it's just to play with the tablet press and capsule fillers and junk. But a career in pharmacognosy (ie studying plants to see what medicines you can get out of them) looks ROCKING, man. I want to mince up random weeds and see if I can get them to do anything! Yey!
Back to work tomorrow (*checks watch* yeah, tomorrow). The robot is up and running, now - great source of amusement for now, everyone keeps getting distracted to go and watch it. I already noticed it's got some foibles; if a box isn't ABSOLUTELY SQUARE (ie if a corner is a bit squashed) it just chucks it out the side. Ditto on if the box pops open by accident; it took eight tries to get an open box of dex onto the shelves before deciding it was all TOO MUCH HASSLE and chucking that on the floor too. Some of it looks a bit slapped-together, though, which you think... well... price we paid... is polystyrene REALLY a good support material even though you've not got the stuff you were meant to have? The builders have left a bottle of water inside it too. Argh.
We're laying bets on how fast before someone assigns it a Smarties/Snickers/Capri-Sun barcode so we can use it as a vending machine. Although I'm tempted to do a little "poster";
"Dispensary Commandments 1: Thou shalt not tease the robot.
- open boxes, three loose strips of diltiazem, a handful of Adcal, your favourite blue biro, a string of paperclips, a grapefruit, a cuddly toy, the tuna sandwich you didn't want for lunch and three cheese-and-onion crisps are NOT valid dispensary items. Not even just to see what it does with them. Nup."
Way. One tres, tres exciting new thing I have discovered is WOW TERRAHAWKS DVD. I WANT! I've not been all Terrahawksed since I was *3*, baby. I want to relive my wasted youth. I WANT ZEROIDS. I WANT CUBES. I WANT NOUGHTS-AND-CROSSES AT THE END. I WANT FUNKY 80S THEME TUNE. I WANT CRINKLY OLD EVIL ALIENS. I WANT SPACE-SERGEANT ONE-OH-ONE, GODDAMNIT.
But I'll have to wait until pay-day. The RPSGB is murdering my bank balance. Exam fees are BIIG PAIN IN NECK.
Oki, I'm done. I gots to go finish some art, before I get distracted and start something new; I have anatomy clashes to fix, since I have creatures standing on each others feet right now. *curses quietly* And if I can't fix it, I'll just... well, give up. I'm so lazy. :P
Attempt2: Well, it's not my fault my browser deletes my password, is it? :P
Back to work tomorrow (*checks watch* yeah, tomorrow). The robot is up and running, now - great source of amusement for now, everyone keeps getting distracted to go and watch it. I already noticed it's got some foibles; if a box isn't ABSOLUTELY SQUARE (ie if a corner is a bit squashed) it just chucks it out the side. Ditto on if the box pops open by accident; it took eight tries to get an open box of dex onto the shelves before deciding it was all TOO MUCH HASSLE and chucking that on the floor too. Some of it looks a bit slapped-together, though, which you think... well... price we paid... is polystyrene REALLY a good support material even though you've not got the stuff you were meant to have? The builders have left a bottle of water inside it too. Argh.
We're laying bets on how fast before someone assigns it a Smarties/Snickers/Capri-Sun barcode so we can use it as a vending machine. Although I'm tempted to do a little "poster";
"Dispensary Commandments 1: Thou shalt not tease the robot.
- open boxes, three loose strips of diltiazem, a handful of Adcal, your favourite blue biro, a string of paperclips, a grapefruit, a cuddly toy, the tuna sandwich you didn't want for lunch and three cheese-and-onion crisps are NOT valid dispensary items. Not even just to see what it does with them. Nup."
Way. One tres, tres exciting new thing I have discovered is WOW TERRAHAWKS DVD. I WANT! I've not been all Terrahawksed since I was *3*, baby. I want to relive my wasted youth. I WANT ZEROIDS. I WANT CUBES. I WANT NOUGHTS-AND-CROSSES AT THE END. I WANT FUNKY 80S THEME TUNE. I WANT CRINKLY OLD EVIL ALIENS. I WANT SPACE-SERGEANT ONE-OH-ONE, GODDAMNIT.
But I'll have to wait until pay-day. The RPSGB is murdering my bank balance. Exam fees are BIIG PAIN IN NECK.
Oki, I'm done. I gots to go finish some art, before I get distracted and start something new; I have anatomy clashes to fix, since I have creatures standing on each others feet right now. *curses quietly* And if I can't fix it, I'll just... well, give up. I'm so lazy. :P
Attempt2: Well, it's not my fault my browser deletes my password, is it? :P