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Jack is in Hot Water (again)!
Oct. 7, 2002 - The Big Aluminum Ball Fiasco
The
other day Jack borrowed "Bob" and took off to the local Big Aluminum Ball
Factory in town. He came back to the lab with eight slightly defective
big aluminum balls – two 21" diameter, two 14" diameter, and four 12" diameter.
He was so excited with his catch that he could hardly contain himself.
However, when our Lab Space Coordinator saw these balls laid out in the
middle of the lab's "public area" with Jack doing his little "I've-got-eight-big-aluminum-balls"
dance around them, she flipped her lid. Boy,
did Jack get an earful! Nasty words like "crackpot" were slung around indiscriminately.
The problem is that we are running out of space at Gaskella Scientifics.
It's true. Whenever we reorganize and free up the tiniest bit of space,
Jack always seems to show up with some more cool science stuff to put there.
In fact, the volume of stuff that Jack shows up with is inevitably more
than the volume of available space. We think that it is because Jack's
mind is not limited by the 3-dimensional world that most of us experience.
Rather, he lives comfortably in the 4-dimensional world that we know as
the space-time continuum, in which there is always room for more. Here's
the rub. Our Space Coordinator explicitly forbids Jack to ask around at
the neighbor labs for some storage space… what are we going to do? What
was he thinking!? Fortunately for us, Jack always seems to figure something
out.
If you think that was bad... just wait until Jack gets his
hands on a couple of those old six-foot satellite dishes (if only).
The Dance -- happy as a laser cooled,
magnetically trapped, rubidium atom
in a Bose-Einstein condensate.
Sent from Jack's friend...
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A Tiger Team attack!
Plutonium in that sack?
Just as he fears,
They ban his spheres.
It's doom for our friend Jack. |
Eds: We're sorry, but if you don't know what the "Tiger
Team" is, we can't help you because of space/time limitations. However,
fortunately for us, we are not subject to their jurisdiction due to our
private charitable status. Besides, who ever heard of keeping plutonium
in a sack (except for the sake of a nice rhyme)? We keep ours in the fridge. |
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