Content-type: text/html Ray Manning

Friday, March 12, 1999 7:34 AM

My Day


I wake up - enthused about getting to work, showing off the kinematic mounts to the customer, and getting modal ID data. And I realize that I can't see. There is a women's bra over my eyes. As I take it off, I get a feeling that I am not in my own bed. There are rubber gloves, condoms, and various vegetables laying in the bed. We won't even talk about where I found a carrot. And the ceiling. Well, the ceiling has black, yellow, and orange DIAGONAL stripes painted on it. Of various widths and lengths. At the corners, I realize that the walls have diagonal and curved stripes of various colors and I am too ill to determine what colors they are.

Breakfast consists of burnt toast and watered down Tang. I try to avoid eye contact and read the newspaper. The headlines read "Long Beach Man and Dog Sought". The story starts "The neighbors say that he was always walking or running the dog or riding his motorcycle, but..." I quit reading the newspaper immediately.

I get on my motorcycle to ride to TRW and forget this madness. There seems to be a good amount of people honking their horns at me. I keep looking in my mirrors to see who is behind me, but can see nothing. Then I see my helmet in the mirrors. Somebody has painted my helmet lavendar and glued a triangle to the top of it. Now I start to wonder if somebody has inserted a television in my tummy and hung a purse off my shoulder. I look down and see that somebody HAS painted a purse on the side of my motorcycle.

I get to TRW. Approaching my office, I see that there is a huge commotion with the whole building standing around. I continue walking past my office and run into the customer.

I have to see this, so we walk over to the highbay to see the kinematic mounts. We see the modal identification taking place. Except the people running the test are using the modal sledge hammer (for bridges, ships, and locomotives) and not the usual impact hammer. Just before each TAP they can be heard to say "I'm sure I can get a better signal to noise ratio than that". And they get a running start and swing the hammer like a field hockey or jai lai player. I approach and stop the test. They say that they are getting no signal. I ask them to turn the power to the test set on. They agree that this could make a difference.

I had better stop writing here, because it takes a turn for the worse.