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Friday, November 30, 2012

What's In My Engineering Toolbox?



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  1. A water/chemical proof  polyvinyl-made upper body cover - In case if I need to do works in heavy acid rain or in some toxic sewer columns behind some people's backyard. 
  2. Tall Wellington safety boot - Waterproof and resistant to most chemicals, equipped with a metal cap and mid sole plate to protect against falling objects and punctures. Worn for the heavy walking drab-drab-drab-thud effects. 
  3. The leather-made tall 'Caterpillar' safety boot - The expensive version of the Wellington safety boot. Sends a crybaby to maturity in one dashing kick. 
  4. Powdered rubber glove - Resistant to most chemicals. Works greatly in anonymously stealing food from colleague's lunchbox without leaving any trace whatsoever. May serve as a party balloon resembling a mutated cow's tit. 
  5. Welding-grade leather glove - Protective when dealing with hot mediums. Provides the Hulk-hand effect when worn. Durable enough for interdepartment boxing competition. 
  6. (Not shown in picture) Me - without me, all of these will be useless. 
  7. Cotton glove - Ordinary glove for various types of work from gardening to warmth containment. Not recommended for winter protection.  
  8. Safety belt - Comes with a hook-and-rope for fall or slip protection when working at elevated work areas. Can also be used against crime by means of swing-and-bash method.
  9. Safety helmet - Protects the head from falling objects, rain and sun. Doesn't work with falling cement truck. Can be used as a drinking mug under extreme condition. A common sight at the rear dashboard of homecoming engineering interns. 
  10. Laboratory coat - Must be worn in laboratory for protection against chemicals although proven to be ultimately useless against concentrated acids. A photography prop for engineering freshmen. 
  11. Toolbox - Used to store tools. And food. 
  12. Medium particulate respirator - works against small particles up to 500 micrometer in diameter. Replicates an A-cup bra when placed in pair next to next for practical joke purposes.
  13. Microscopic particulate respirator - Protects against even smaller airborne particles. Comes in blue color. Makes you stand out among others with common white respirators. 
  14. Medical-grade respirator - Not even sure if this can evade any biological threats. Can be torn into a thousand pieces if worn during a sneezing-spree morning. 
  15. A magnetic compass - A necessary gadget to avoid being lost in unfamiliar lands. Comes with a small magnifier that can be used with sun ray to create an inferno attack to small and helpless insects. 
  16. Ordinary goggle - common goggle to protect the eyes from flying shrapnel, flyash and dust. A sporty-looking feature makes it a daily wear. 
  17. High temperature goggle - Worn when dealing with high temperature mediums. Leaves the eyes all bright, shiny and fresh while the entire face gets burnt out.
  18. Laser-grade goggle - For when operating laser equipment. Protects the eyes against incoming concentrated ionized light particles. Works as an ordinary sunglasses.
  19. Chemical goggle - The standard issue freshmen goggle for the use in chemical laboratories. Also a common photography prop. 
  20. High-grade chemical goggle - Works against concentrated acids and heavy metals. Eyes will remain in natural state even when other regions of the face are decorated with acid-caused holes and changed in color. 
  21. Caution tape - Useful to keep some curious by-passers from entering a certain work perimeter. Does not work with the extremely curious. Also useful to protect food items and personal belonging from being stolen by labeling it as dangerous material.
  22. Sampling bottle - For material sampling purposes. Can be used to secretly store assorted candies and gums from colleague's knowledge. 
  23. Nose protection stub - Good against any smell while working with awful material. Still gives you the disgusting idea that you will breathing using your mouth next. 
  24. Miniature surgeon-grade cutting tool - Extremely sharp. Can be used to remove facial hair minutes before an important meeting. Not to be used against co-worker in arguments. 
  25. Measuring tape - 16 meter long. Used to measure length, height, depth, angular elevation etc. A makeshift cutting tool. Sharp edges can be used to cut soft tropical fruits and most vegetables.
  26. Interchangeable head mini screwdriver - Useful in loosening and tightening small straight-and-Phillips head screws. An important tool to scratch a certain localized itchy region around the head. 
  27. Ear protection muffles - Pinch and plug into the ears to protect from sound pollution commonly from noisy equipment, fighting co-workers and nagging soul mate.
  28. Month/Day/Week counter - A rotating chart to calculate number of weeks and days from one single checkpoint for project planning. Also useful to predict the menstruation milestone of female co-workers for damage control and disaster evasion planning. 
  29. Torch light - LED torch light that comes with a hand crank that charges the battery at every rotation. Can be pretended as a laser gun to shoot disfavored people from far away. 
  30. Metal hammer - Comes with a Phillips-and-straight head screwdriver. Useful to open biscuit tin container cap or check the working condition of a co-worker's knee. Can be used to scratch hard-to-reach region. 
  31. Assorted mini tools - All packed in a pocket manager. Lose one of the part and there goes all happiness. 



p/s: No. 6 was made up because someone made a mistake in numbering the items and made another mistake for not making a check for error. But still I am equally important. Hiks.



Thursday, November 29, 2012

One Year


29th November 2012.

It has been a year today.


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Love is a many splendored things. 

But more often than not, when things go wrong, love ceases to exist. Love disappears, love is replaced. 

A year ago today, I was fundamentally prepared to pursue another wonderful phase of life where I was to deliberately share my otherwise lonely life with another being. A female being. Wouldn't it be wonderful? I could never imagine life to be anymore than it already was then. A marriage, can you believe it?

But things did not happen as planned, and in fact nothing ever did in the case.

I saw before my own eyes the empire I worked so hard to build crumbled and fell, and there was nothing I could ever do to save it. I was made to accept the fate without my own will. Mixed feelings. There I was on bended knees, stunned and shocked. Frustrations amounted. Bitterness evolved. My love, my life, my all, came kingdom come, came the fall. For the first time in my life I happened to be so very helpless. 

But perhaps the reasons were at all time underlying beneath the surface of truth. 

With nothing to even begin with, I started all over again. Building back the pillar of hopes brick by brick. Memories diversified, memories replaced. And now I have for myself another empire, perhaps a stronger and a more meaningful one. Over time, things got better, visions clearer. Dark days resided. Come new love. Come a better love. And I am ever so content.

This one year is the most exciting period of my life. I pledge to no longer look back on my life and instead focus to what awaits. Life is so short to spend on prolonged disappointments. And I paid a very high cost for all these. No regrets, so far, never will be, for sure. 

Saying goodbyes to yesterday was ever so difficult. But I did, anyway. 


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It has been a year. Thank you God, I'm getting better. 


p/s: thank you, Lia.


Thursday, November 22, 2012

Big Gun Anyone?


I wasn't in a good shape today.

Work has been hell. There were so many things to do and there were only 24 hours  today for me to finish them all in one go. Some error in judgment lead to a delay in two major works, in which the main factor was human, and certainly that human wasn't me. Back at home after work I had my meals and then I sped off to the computer and turned on the Command and Conquer: Generals - Zero Hour and put on my headphone. 

It's an old game, I know. My friends and I used to play the earlier version of the Command and Conquer: Red Alert and Command and Conquer: Retaliation, where we would send off Einstein going around the battlefield and let some army dogs bite the hell out of soldiers. Come to think of it, I miss the dogs. Why didn't they put the dog in Generals? And those hardworking ore collectors. I still wonder what kind of ores they were.

But that wasn't the important part of the story. The important part of the story is that I was smashed to pulp in that game by the GLA, the Chinese and the American, both set at the hard army level. I was the Chinese tank general while the opponents were the GLA toxin general, Chinese nuclear general and the American air force general. I was nuked a couple of times before they all realize the existence of each other (it was an 8-player map so it took a while or they were just aiming for me first) and started whacking each other. I had some difficulties to penetrate into the Nuke General territory and while watching my Emperor Overlords getting detonated into scrap metals, it occurred to me that if only I have a mobile gun big enough, the game won't be take too long to end. 

And instantly another thing occurred to me - so, what is the biggest mobile gun in the world?

Now before any of you boys say, "well I have a big gun in my pants", which of course is hardly big (we're Asians, deal with it) take a look at this. Girls please stop giggling, come on. After a simple search in Google, I found that the biggest mobile gun the world has ever seen was the Schwerer Gustav (literally means 'Great Gustav') that was built by the Krauts (read: German Nazi) in the World War II. It had a twin named Dora, and both were the 800 mm ultra heavy railway guns. 800 mm here is the diameter of its barrel, equivalent to 0.8 meter, or the side-to-side length of very obese people. Its weight was 1,350 tons, and it could fire a 7-ton shell up to a distance 47 kilometer away. That's more or less like shooting a medium-sized trailer in the air all the way from KLCC to Seremban. 





Size comparison of the Great Gustav to man and common mobile artillery unit


A model of the Dora


Big guy on the move


The gun was so heavy that it had to be moved via railway. And not just one track but two parallel tracks next to next. There were 250 crews to assemble the gun that normally took three days to complete. Looking at the size and length of its barrel, it makes those oversized junks of men in naughty movies look like a strand of hair. Microscopic. The gun was ordered to be built by none other than Hitler himself, but following a demonstration of the gun after its completion, Hitler was so shocked of the ability of the gun and commanded that the 11-ton shell to be fired only with his order. This means that the Gustav needed Hitler's clearance to fire the 11-ton mother-or-all-artillery-shell, and so was said that whatever happened during the demonstration must be so mind-bogglingly awesome that Hitler decided to keep the gun for his own amusement and nobody else's. One selfish dictator indeed, but totally understandable.



 Everyone must have been turned on by now from just looking at that


The Gustav shell


In the sense of firing effectiveness, the Gustav could fire concrete-piercing shell and high-explosive shell to anywhere within 47 kilometers from where it rested. The rate of firing of the gun was one round for every 30-45 minutes. For the high explosive shell, it weighed 4.8 tons with 700 kg of explosive wrapped inside. Upon impact, the shell made a crater of 9.1 m wide and 9.1 m deep. That's more or less the height of a double-story house, and maybe a little bit more. The armor/concrete piercing shell weighed 7.1 tons and contained 250 kg of explosive. It could penetrate up to 7 meter of solid concrete. Talking about making holes in the wall. Looking at the bright side, the enemy will have a grave pit ready to dispose the dead quickly. There was even a plan to extend the effective firing range to 150 kilometers, in which the barrel was required to be extended to 84 meters from the originally 30 meters. 

When the Great Gustav was first transported for its mission to blow the shit out of the Soviet at Crimea, it was pulled by a train followed with 25 cars, totaling to 1.5 kilometers of train set length. The gun then participated in the Siege of Sevastopol where it fired 48 rounds of fort-blasting shells amounting to 30,000 tons of ammunition. As a result of that one month bombing spree starting from 5 to 11 June 1942, the Great Gustav had sent the city of Sevastopol back to the stone age and  only suffered a worn-out barrel that was later replaced with a spare. See what I'm talking about here? A spare. A spare 30-meter barrel. That's German engineering, everybody. We don't even have a spare pants sometimes and these Krauts have a spare 30-meter, hundreds-of-tons metal barrel. 

The second gun, Dora, was deployed for the Stalingrad theater but never fired a round in combat. Had the gun fired a few promotional rounds, it could be a different ending at Stalingrad then. Plus, it would be quite a vacation for the trigger-happy Hitler who always wanted to see the fall of the Soviet that was hardly happening even after German invasion. Well, the Soviet Union was a very big place to conquer, and for sure the German needed more than these guns to send the Ruskies back home with their tail in between their legs. The Russians were pretty pissed off with the invasion, especially when you poke something like Gustav's long, hard barrel at Mother Russia. No one pokes hard barrel at Mother Russia. But the German did nevertheless, so now we have a littler Russia. 

In the end, the Gustav was destroyed in 1945 to avoid capture while Dora was broken up during the war and was later discovered by the Americans. So the guns are no longer with us , and no one is messed up enough to build that kind of gun anymore these days. But to know that these kinds of madness were once exist, you can imagine just how things were going on back then.

Had I the gun, it would be a pretty sight to place it next to the house. Nothing feels better in the morning than to send a few morning-call shells to some of my adorable enemies many kilometers away. Like a friendly hello. I'd certainly won't hit them right on, but just nearby just so that the ground shakes roughly enough to rattle their house like when you penalty-kick the hamster cage when the furballs are soundly sleeping, sending everything upside down at every hot shell delivery. Hitting them right on will only vaporize them in the air, so where's the fun? At least let them live with fear for quite a bit of happy time for myself. Even better, wrap them up, put them in the barrel and fire them up to random locations and wish them a happy landing. 

Oh God I start to sound like Herr Fuhrer.  




On another related note, I found this similarly interesting thing on the Internet:








p/s: my birthday is in January.



Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Train Rides to the Northern Sector


It's been a while since I last rode a train to the Northern sector, particularly the Ipoh-Butterworth mainline via the passenger express. Lately, I have only taken the Kuala Lumpur-Ipoh route, in which I usually embarked and disembarked at the Batu Gajah and KL Sentral stations. My travel to the Southern sector has stopped sometime in 2010, whereby my travel to the East Coast line is until today never materialized. 

Two of my most memorable train journeys to the Northern sector are the ones where I went to Alor Setar in 2007 and to Butterworth in 2010 (which was also my last journey via train there). I personally prefer the journey to the Northern sector where the train passes the states of Perak, Kedah, Pulau Pinang and Perlis at the northernmost side before the mainline enter the territory of Thailand. The reasons why I took these train rides were my passions for train and photography. 

For some certain reasons, trains make me happy. 


The best thing about the Northern sector mainline is that there were a lot of spectacular sights and outstanding scenery along the way. I enjoyed looking at the vast, green paddy fields in the territory of Kedah, and as well as when the train passed at Bukit Merah where it traveled across in the middle of the Bukit Merah lake itself. The railway romance intensified as the train passed major stations like, in this order, Sungai Siput, Kuala Kangsar, Padang Rengas, Taiping, Bukit Mertajam and Butterworth. 



During the first trip where I headed to Alor Setar on the then midnight express Senandung Langkawi or better known as the 12-UP, where 12 is the train number and UP means that the train is northbound, which is commonly is at the uppermost section of any map you can see anywhere. I came back with an 11-DN, short for 11 Down, which I think you can pretty much guess what it means by now. 



During that trip I didn't have the privilege to take photographs along the way since the train departed late after midnight, which was around 2.30am in the morning. I reached Butterworth at around 6.30am in the morning, in which after then only I could make use of my camera. Unluckily enough, I didn't have the pictures anymore since I uploaded them in my Friendster the last time, a few months before the hard drive that stored the pictures died after 3 or 4 years in service. Only a few pictures were available from the trip:




This picture taken at Butterworth train station just a few minutes after my arrival via the same train featured in the picture. The far lights were from the nearby container yard ran by the port authority. I took the air-conditioned day night sleeper coach. Had for myself a pretty decent bed. 




One of the (illegal) things I usually did on board was to stand real close to the door with the door panel opened. This photograph was taken en route from Butterworth to Sungai Petani. The train was pulled by the Indian YDM locomotive being leased to KTMB. It was running full speed to catch up with loss time at Butterworth, and there I was, taking pictures.




The view from my bed in the ADNS coach. I had the upper berth so the window was kind of small (hence why I spent most of my time at the door). This was taken when the train reached Sungai Petani. I had a sudden urge to snap this right away. As a result, I am now in a relationship with a lady from Sungai Petani. Completely unrelated, I know, but it won't hurt for such a trivial fact. 




Reached Alor Setar at around 10.00 am in the morning. First thing I did was to explore the abandoned wagons and a warehouse located nearby. Not sure for how long these wagons had been here but from their state, it had been a really long time indeed. Most of them were locked, and those that were not, were empty. 




The pathway between the wagons and the warehouse. This place looked pretty standard for wedding/fashion photography session, don't you think? 




I had the opportunity to take a look into the warehouse. It was filled with junks, mostly. I had to do it. What's the point of traveling so far if I didn't check the place out, no? I was expecting some hobos but none turned up. This was the last photo I could retrieved, and all the photos after this one are lost forever. Sad. 




I came back with an 11DN as depicted above. Arrived at Ipoh at around midnight. The photo above was taken after I disembarked, and the train was making its journey down (I mean southbound but I kinda get used to this term already) to Kuala Lumpur. 


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My last ride to Butterworth with two more train enthusiasts from Perak, Janggut and Shamsul, was more fun. I had the opportunity to depart to Butterworth an hour after afternoon, and the weather was fine enough for us to hang at the door to take some photographs, which in my opinion 'some' here means quite a lot. I shared a few here for you guys:




Sungai Siput station. One of the few surviving old-school stations along the Northern sector route. You can see a pair of wheels there, resting on a piece of track and track slippers. It kinda gave some homely and inviting feelings looking at this station, compared to the urban stations we have along the Kuala Lumpur-Ipoh mainline.




One of the series of tunnel that we have to travel through in order to get to the other side of Bukit Berapit. It was really dark inside there. It was not surprising to see that the structure is still strong until today, proving the quality of its maker and the wonder of British engineering. 




The abandoned station of Bukit Berapit. Tales have it where this station is so haunted that no one wanted to stay here at any given time of the day. The station is uniquely-located; in between two hills that gave Bukit Berapit its name. In an easier way to put it, this station is located in between two hills. No longer servicing the mainline, the station remained empty until today. Nearby are some looplines for trains to rest while waiting for other trains to pass. Train drivers who were told to enter the loopline here at night must be very nervous.




The old school semaphore signal tower. Before the days of LED lighting, this signal served train drivers with information of the line ahead. This signal tower says "Line ahead is clear, proceed with caution" - the red flag was lowered and the green signal of the flag was lit indicating 'line clear' while the lower yellow flag was raised and its yellow signal was lit, meaning 'caution ahead'.




The signboard at Pondok Tanjung station. This signboard is older than most of us. It could trace back to the days when the British were busy mining our lands and tapping our rubber trees. 




It was a slow day at Pondok Tanjung Station (as if it was ever busy anyway). Our train was halted in a loopline next to the mainline at this station in order to give way for an incoming train - a usual event in a single track system. As seen at the bottom of the pic is the empty mainline.




That was the incoming train from North that we were waiting for. The station master in blue waited for the token exchange - an old system where the tokens (a leather bag with a key inside) are exchanged in between station master and locomotive driver. The locomotive driver will give the station master a token that is retrieved from the last station he departs from, while the station master, in exchange, will give the driver a new token from his station. The station master will use the key in the token bag to 'unlock' the track ahead for the train. Without the key, the track ahead will not open for travel in which the train is required to stop. This system made railway system safer to travel with by avoiding collision.




The stretch of paddy field along the way. Breathtakingly beautiful.




Bagan Serai station was the second last station before the train entered Kedah. The last station would be the Parit Buntar station. A lot of people can be seen here, embarking and disembarking the station.




The famous British-made solid steel overhead bridge at Bukit Mertajam station. This dated back to  the early 1900s if I was not mistaken. In order to make way to the electrified train, this bridge was to be removed. I never knew what happened to it since then. It's a real authentic piece of historical effect right there.




The dismantled old track slippers at Bukit Tengah halt before entering Butterworth. You can see the trace of railway tracks on the ballast rocks. The removal of this line was for the installation of new track with concrete slippers instead of wooden ones.




Kilometer 0, Butterworth. Pretty neat eh? This is where the track mile is counted from. Ipoh station is located at KM 180, which means that the station is 180 kilometers away from Butterworth by track. 




The end of line. This track leads to nowhere, signifying the end of the railway track, which is why Butterworth is known as an end station. Tanjong Pagar, Singapore, was another station like this, but the station no longer serves the KTMB nor any train after its closing last year. I didn't have the chance to board the last train from Tanjong Pagar, and that is just sad. In the above picture you can see the bump-pad or the shock absorber material at the end of the line right on the caution wall.  The tracks here still used wooden slippers as you can see.




 We reached Butterworth at 6.00 pm. This signboard is located at the specialized platform for the E&O (the Eastern and Oriental express) that is visible at the lower portion of the photo.




The prestigious Eastern and Oriental Express (E&O). It costs up to USD 10,000 per pax per head. Not bad huh? But it's really stylish in there. Back in the days, it covered Singapore-Kuala Lumpur-Butterworth-Bangkok journey. But now that the Tanjong Pagar station is closed, I'm not sure from where the train departs from today. 

We took a tour around the station and then took a ferry to the island where we ate like starving soldiers and pump our bodies with so much nicotine and coffee just so that we won't fall asleep because our return train departs at 2.00 am the following day. Which means we had around 8 hours to spend, and we did spend it real well.





12 am in the morning. Caught this PETRONAS fertilizer wagons at Butterworth. The set was empty and bound for Gurun for refilling. The set was driven by a 25-class locomotive with 202 as its ID number. Seasoned railway enthusiasts can name any train by its class and identification number. For instance, this one is 'Delima'. Every locomotive in KTMB service line except for the YDM have their own name to add some spice to their otherwise boring mathematical insignia.




2.15 am and there was our train approaching the platform. This was the last photo ever taken in this trip, because right when we sat at our respective seats, we fell dead asleep and to only wake up just minutes before we reached the Ipoh station.

It was one of the best railway journey I have ever had.


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Taken by surprise at Butterworth, picture by Janggut.


I think I am getting back those train-vibes again. I suddenly feel the miss for the trains and the stations, the smell of oil on hot tracks and the ever poisoning sounds of clanking metals and whatnot. I have no interest whatsoever in electric trains but more on diesel-electrics and steam (not that we have a working one around). I miss the sight of Padang Rengas station and that haunted Bukit Berapit station. The transforming Taiping station. The paddy fields. The thick tropical jungle along Kuala Kangsar - Taiping pass. All of that.

I have been feeling quite stressful from works and other things lately that I am finding my interests in train suddenly peaking. Maybe I am up for another long journey, to the east coast of the peninsular perhaps. 


Wanna come along?




Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Presenting Sir Montgomery Scott


I have recently acquired a cat.

Well the word 'acquired' here might have just been abused. I didn't specifically 'acquire' this domestic feline variety, for the fact that it was he (a male, apparently) who discovered this house where I currently live and decided to hang around awhile in and around it. So the correct way to put the entire situation in sentence is: A cat has recently acquired me and my home for slavery and property invasion. 

But I didn't really mind, though. He looks kind of cute. And he didn't cause me trouble whatsoever. Come to think of it, he hardly made any noise. When he's hungry, he will quietly walked to the kibble bottle, tap it twice with his paw and wait. If I didn't show up within five minutes, he'll come and look for me, in which later I will bring him to his bowl and fill it up with his kibble. Once he's full, he'll stop eating, wash his face and get to the sofa for a long-hour nap. 

I named him Montgomery Scott, with reference to the Scottish engineer aboard the USS Enterprise in Star Trek. However, he answered to Monty instead of Scotty. For his deeds and extreme bravery, courage and acts of chivalry shown in guarding the house perimeter at night in return for love and a bowl of kibble every now and then, I recently knighted him with a tap on both ears with a butter knife, where he now bears the honorable title in which he is to be addressed as Sir Montgomery Scott of Barren Mines at all time.


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Sir Montgomery Scott, here photographed following a violent late night victory against a rival opponent from the nearby territory, Sir Grey Sourface of Annoying Bell. Battle wound visible on the base of left ear. 


If not on duty, Sir Montgomery Scott can be found lying at numerous places around the house. 


Sometimes, Sir Monty resumes his duty as a watcher at odd times, for instance as depicted in the above photograph where he sits and watches over the garden during one late evening from an elevated guard post. From this view, I would possibly be very proud of him, for he is indeed a great being. He deserves an extra allowance on the kibble ration. 


Until I caught him sleeping on duty recently. Bad Monty Boy! No extra kibble for you!




Sunday, November 11, 2012

I Was Here


I've recently enrolled in the United Nation Global Volunteer Program with interests in the United Nation Development Program specifically in power and energy generation research and implementation. Inspired by the World Humanitarian Day and its causes, I am moved to offer this world my ability and willingness to make it a better place for mankind. Just so that people can achieve better state of life; better health, better nutrition, better education.

Bringing people happiness together for a better future; I was here.





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Beyonce Knowles performing 'I Was Here' at the World Humanitarian Day 2012


Thursday, November 08, 2012

One More Connection Established


My fellow readers,

I have today, with the help of my dear Miss Azalia, reopened my LinkedIn account in response to her advice as well as to reestablish myself there after my old account was closed down many years back. All the information in there have been updated accordingly. I am looking forward to have you in my connection so please feel free to add me there. I welcome all of you. 

To get to my LinkedIn profile, click here.

Thanks very much in advance. See you guys there! :D


Saturday, November 03, 2012

Gardening: More Patches!


Hello everyone!

It's Saturday and I didn't have anything to do. So as usual I ended up doing my garden. Managed to clear a lot of weed and also planted some plants in the patches. And I built even more patches for future works. I took some pictures as shown below. The narration follows for each picture. Enjoy!

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The onions have grown roots in just...overnight! Well I'll be damned. These onions surely grow fast. In just one night, all onions have grown those white roots that went deep into the damp voids of the egg tray seeding box searching for water and nutrients. Can't wait too long or I won't be surprised to find roots on my kitchen tiled floor tomorrow morning. It's time to prepare a patch for these speedy-growing bulbs.



It's lucky that yesterday evening I did the long and wide patch as shown in the picture above. It was a real heavy downpour last night that the rainwater pattern caused some puddles to form in the patch and created two water streams. But it was fixable so I'm just gonna keep an eye on this patch until tomorrow morning. I think I'm gonna plant them onion bulbs here. 



It has been a while since I looked at my compost pit. So I pulled out one of the two nets that keep my compost and look what i found -- snails. Land snails of A. Fulica species have been caught picnicking behind the compost pit. I wasn't surprised; from the amount of food available and the cold, damp surrounding, this is heaven to snails. I collected and threw them around the bottom of the compost pit. As long as they don't gangnam my plants then it should be alright.



The biggest one in the pack. Must be the taikor.



The compost pit after the net was removed. 70% of all green materials in there have cooked properly to form mindblowingly-rich-in-organic-material compost. So what I did was collecting those that were not decomposed enough and mixed them up with new green materials -- those damn weeds -- from the garden to form new compost. 



I cut one of the compost pit net in the middle and now I have two but shorter compost nets. I put the green cuttings from the garden and half-cooked compost from the previous compost-making effort and put them in alternating layers. Hopefully in a month or two, new compost will be available from these pits. Now with these pits I found that the garden waste is more manageable. 



I took some of the half-cooked compost and placed them on the patch I made yesterday to supply its soil with nutrients. When the rain comes, the water will bring the nutrients deep into the soil to prepare it soon for planting. Also, with the layer of half-cooked compost or 'mulch', the moisture in the soil will be retained better in the sun than without.



Since I have a lot of time to spend, I made these four new patches next to the existing four patches, making it eight in a row. Not sure yet of what I am going to plant here but I'll figure out later. Each patch has been enriched with compost and like the previous patch I am going to just leave them for a week or so. All I needed when the patches were ready was rain. 




And there we go, coming rain!