Lessons from the machine shop

August 24th, 2010 by admin 1 comment »

Machine shops are wonderful; bring in raw materials, whether it be metal, plastic, wood, or Play-Doh, and the shop will most likely have all the gadgets you need to make anything you wish. (For that last material, using the shop may not be entirely advisable, as it’s morally opposed to the idea.) Working in a mechanical research group this summer, I spent a lot of time lately in a machine shop, specifically the Edgerton Student Shop, which is available for use by all MIT students free of charge. I have learned much, and I now impart to all of you my advice on how to properly use a machine shop, in case any of you wish to employ a shop’s services. If you don’t, then I at least hope you have been properly entertained.

  1. You will get dirty. Changing moving parts and lubricating contact points will get fingers and palms greasy. Not only that, but all sorts of nasty solid stuff such as metal shavings and plastic dust will stick to bare skin, and especially to the aforementioned grease. Wearing that new Abercrombie is not recommended. Showering afterward is.
  2. Ask for help. Other shop users (the most numerous of the shop dwellers) may know the very answer you seek. In addition, every machine shop has mysterious entities known universally as the “shop guys.” Legend has it that they are the sacred keepers of the shop since the dawn of time, and as such have mastered all that exists within their domain. Their kindness is also legendary, while their personalities are generally…not exactly legendary, but merely varied and interesting. One will do well to heed their advice, and respect their lunch hour.
  3. Count on spending a lot of time looking for things. Drawers filled with exactly the tools you need are often helpfully, blissfully free of distinguishing labels; prepare to scavenge. In addition, you, in your infinite omniscience, may misplace things. If you see something useful or even simply interesting, make a quick mental (or even written) note of it, in case you might need it in the future. Also, regular cleanup is not confined to the kindergarten classroom. Don’t forget that others may know where things are — see previous.
  4. No sudden movements. The machine shop is full of stuff that can be dangerous: lathes, mills, band saws, drill presses, sharp things, heavy things, disgruntled graduate students. Move slowly and carefully, and you won’t die. That was sort of a joke. But not really.
  5. Check and double check your setup. I accidentally left a steel square key tool in a slot on a lathe’s chuck (the part that spins — really fast). I turned on the machine, and the tool flung off the chuck and past my head with all the force a 3-horsepower electric motor could muster. Death averted, lesson learned.
  6. Bring drawings. They reduce mistakes, help in communication, and save time. Also, they’re pretty and make you look important. Colors optional.
  7. Once material is machined, it’s machined forever. Machining is a paradoxically destructive act of creation. Everything in the shop does something tortuous to the raw material, whether it be removing stuff, cutting stuff, or otherwise submitting the material to your ironclad will. Once you do something, it is done, forever and ever and ever.
  8. Changing noises are NOT okay. As I was machining a chunk of plastic the other day, a high-pitched, screeching sound began to emit from my workpiece’s cutting blade, growing louder and louder. I unwisely ignored it. Suddenly I was treated to a mighty SNAP as my hardened steel machining blade broke. Yes, the metal broke. Thus, it is very important to know what your machines are supposed to sound like.

Go forth and create…er, machine some things! Hehe.

Hot dog hot dog hot dog hot dog hot dog hot dog

August 20th, 2010 by admin 4 comments »

There is a restaurant chain called Spike’s that specializes in hot dogs, burgers, and sandwiches. They have this challenge: finish 6 of their famous hot dogs within 1.5 hours, and receive recognition in the form of a Spike’s t-shirt and your picture on their wall. One of my friends suggested to me and 2 others that we go try it at the Boyleston location in Boston, so we decided to go last night.

I have prepared for the challenge by not eating for the preceding 8 hours, so I was incredibly hungry when I arrived at the restaurant. While waiting for friends, I bought a refillable fountain drink and filled my cup with iced tea.

When everyone came, it was time to order my 6 hot dogs, which arrived quickly. That doesn’t look bad at all, I thought, being a pretty big eater — I once finished off 7 plates plus a hamburger at Fire and Ice, an all-you-can-eat stir fry restaurant in Cambridge. By volume, the dogs definitely seemed more manageable. I happily dug in.

I applied ketchup to my first one and began eating. Wow, I thought, this is the best hot dog I’ve ever had! And it was true; the bread was soft and lightly toasted, and the dog itself had a very unique smoky flavor to it. I thoroughly enjoyed that first one down to the last bite.

I ate the first five hot dogs with no problems (alternating bites with sips of tea), but then I encountered an unexpected obstacle at the last one.

I began to become very aware that my breath smelled of hot dogs. In fact, my hands and clothes smelled of hot dogs. Not only that, the very air inside the restaurant smacked of hot dogs, hot dogs, and more hot dogs. At this point, I drank a good half cup of my tea and looked at my last remaining dog, thinking how I would happily trade drinking two entire refills of my tea in exchange for not eating it.

Well, it’s just going to become harder with time, better tackle it now, I thought. I ate the first half of that hot dog at my regular pace, but at around 2 bites left I felt noticeably queasy (most likely psychological). This last bit was rather uncomfortable to eat, but I made myself do it, finishing with a couple gulps of tea. Thus the Spike’s challenge was met.

I got my t-shirt, and a worker took a picture of me with my friends in front of the big Spike’s sign on the wall. In the end, I was the only one of us to eat 6 whole hot dogs — while my friends finished eating, I took a short walk outside to get away from the oily smells in the restaurant.

I should mention that there’s another part to the Spike’s challenge: eat the most out of all other challengers ever at that location, and get special recognition plus a full refund. The ‘Top Dog’ at where we were ate 17 hot dogs. Mad props.

It was a good while before I digested enough to sleep comfortably. :P

Listening to your story requests!

August 6th, 2010 by admin 3 comments »

I have discovered this past year that I enjoy writing fiction, and one of the things I wanted to do this summer was to practice writing more stories. The best way to practice creative writing is to try new ideas, many that I won’t necessarily come up with on my own.

So! I welcome your input — what would you all like me to write about? Requests can be as wild and ludicrous, as elaborate or ambiguous as you like. Space pirates? Underground jungles? George Bush as a wizard lost in New York? You name it!

Leave your request(s) as comments below. Every so often, I will pick one and write a quick story from said request. No guarantees on writing quality, plot depth, or anything else that defines literary quality — all stories will be first drafts. It’ll be fun!

August update and blog reflections

August 2nd, 2010 by admin 3 comments »

Oh no, there’s only one more month of summer left! Where did all that time go?

There’s still lots of stuff left to do. I need to get serious about graduate school applications — researching programs, looking into fellowships. Syncopasian music’s not gonna arrange itself, I better get cracking on that. Plus, there are still websites to design, books to read, shows to watch, and people to get back in touch with.

And oh wow, senior year’s coming! Don’t quite believe it yet. I remember as a freshman I looked to the seniors as wise, experienced, accomplished scholars ready to venture out into, and conquer, the big bad world. Am I really there now, worthy of the title of senior? I guess we’ll see.

There’s also the question of this blog’s future. When I first started it, I meant for this to be something that I would regularly update with primarily goings-on in my life. Lately, though, I have been finding myself hesitant to say too much about my life, primarily because this just seems to be too open and exposed a channel. (This is why I haven’t been writing posts, eep.)

I might close this blog soon and start a new one, a place where I can post the kind of stuff I would have less reservations for and more fun writing. I won’t be able to have web hosting under MIT’s servers anyway after I graduate, so another blog is the right move.

Here’s my latest big life update — I have a girlfriend now. She is amazing. :)

Tweet tweet

July 7th, 2010 by admin 1 comment »

Let’s do a fun kind of post this time: completely in Twitter-style tweets!

  • Amazing 4th of July: camped out by the Charles, saw awesome fireworks, and a Lamborghini stopped to let me cross the street!
  • Guitar capo and thumbpicks arrived; time to get busy practicing.
  • UROP is picking up; sending experimental rig designs off this week to contractors, and I’m to start machining again.
  • I love being at people’s 21st birthdays! No, I don’t get wasted.
  • It’s something like a billion degrees outside today. Thought about running, but did not wish to suffer heat stroke.
  • I LOVE Photoshop.
  • I am SO thankful for everyone available to me that I can confide in! This summer’s filled with the best conversations I’ve ever had.

Quick and punchy. :P Also, I’m a big fan of ending sentences with prepositions — bash all you want (I understand, I am picky about grammar too, save for this exception), but I’m not budging. Heehee.