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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
...
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
...
    -- Robert Frost
"Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening"

January
2007




Thanks to Caltech for the snowflake photo.

Michigan: Tree In Winter
Near Lake Huron
Digital photo by Kathy Barnhart, 1/3/2007
Tree in Winter, near Lake Huron
We started out the month by taking an overnight trip to Frankenmuth, MI, one of those Bavarian-village tourist traps like Leavenworth, WA. But on Jan. 2 they're tickled pink to have us, with off-season rates and a coupon for 25% off at the Bavarian Inn restaurant. Usually, the weather is cold, snowy and miserable; but this January started out with highs in the 40s. So we decided on the spur of the moment to take a day off. Classes had not started yet, so we were free to do so. I got the room online through Hotels.com and we were ready to go.

When we arrived, we went to the Christmas store and wandered around for an hour or two, getting ideas for our Christmas display. With 5 1/2 acres of display space under roof, we thought maybe it would be another Big Lots or something, but the displays are marvelous and the prices match. Lots of stuff for commercial use (think Macy's) and they also do up Christmas scenes for movies. Found our motel and had a Bavarian dinner.

Next morning, we were up before the shops opened, so we decided to drive around the "Thumb" of Michigan. Sort of drove across the knuckle and up around the thumbnail. (OK, hold up your left hand, palm away from you. That's a map of the "main" part of Michigan. Hold your thumb out a bit, and the space is Saginaw Bay. To the right of your hand is Lake Huron; to the left is Lake Michigan. Frankenmuth is on the web of your thumb. Got that tree picture on the right edge of the cuticle.) We're so thankful that we had good weather and neither of us had a health problem; Kathy's gout didn't flare up, and only after we got back did she get a terrific cold.
Mouth of creek at Lake Huron. Photo by Kathy Barnhart 1/3/2007

Our House

After Christmas, it was time to catch our collective breath. As of New Year's Eve, we had passed out 850 programs (flyers? pamphlets?), one per family. We estimate about 2000 people saw our display, in that some cars had more than one family in them, some people came back multiple times, we missed some cars when we were gone for part of the evening, etc.

Actually had time to read some books. Also started building stuff for next year's Christmas display, namely, musical notes. Son Jon brought us about half a pound of LEDs, and we're going to have light-up notes running up and down the trees. Got the idea from an Animusic video. All I have to do now is design and build a working 5-volt control of some kind.

Christmas display had to stay up until we could have the Hardware class over for pizza, when I show them the electronics. Shortly after that, um, "party", the daily highs dropped from the 40s down into the 20s and 30s, and it snowed. Well, we got some of the stuff down and put away whenever the afternoons were above freezing but it's a mess, with all the snow and mud.

Mud? Why for we have mud? Well, after piling dirt all over the driveway, it's hard to get it down to the gravel.

Piling dirt? How much? Well....
Omigosh! What happened?
The drains downstairs would gurgle whenever the washing machine or dishwasher drained upstairs. We had the whole thing reamed out about 2 years ago, so we figured it was tree roots again.

Was it ever! Called the fine folks at Weed, the ones who muck out the main city sewer over here by the college whenever the pumps give up, which seems to be twice a year. Well, maybe not, but we know the guys by sight at least. During December, they had 3 trucks going, running those "suckers" all one night (pun intended). So they came to our house with their roto-reamer thing. Couldn't use the cleanout in the garage for some reason, had to come in and pull off the downstairs toilet. Sixty feet in *KLUNK!* stopped the motor instantly.

Now what? Went and got their camera thing, which reminds me of a larger version of what the doctor used to "inspect" my innards some time back. Went under water (?) almost immediately, couldn't see a thing. Next day, a couple of other guys came with a geolocator (which looks like the camera except it sends out a radio signal), found the blockage over across the driveway as you can see from the photo. So they came back with the big machine and started digging. When they hit the pipe, about 4 feet down, sewage spurted up about 3 feet. Tracking down the last problem. Photo by Rich Barnhart 1/22/2003

OK, so the old pipe was that ceramic terra-cotta stuff. There was a cleanout *under* the driveway, and traffic had finally broken it. A big tree root had grown down the broken cleanout and completely filled the pipe. Only question left was "How did it work at all?" So they found a couple of more blockages using the camera, tore up about 30 feet of driveway and replaced the pipe. Put in a new (blue) cleanout that sticks up where we won't run over it, filled in the trench.

I'm going to sit down when I open the bill....

But it was worth it. I mean, Kathy went and bought a little port-a-potty like the hunters take up into their deer blinds, we took showers over at the campus, tried not to drink anything before bedtime, couldn't wash our hands in warm water (couldn't run it to let it warm up), and on and on. Eating from paper plates, taking laundry to the laundromat. You don't miss the water 'til the well runs dry. Or until you can only drain a tablespoon full at a time. This went on for several days, as they kept searching for the problem and then dug up the place. "Just like camping out!" said our friends cheerfully. Yah, right. We were getting crabby and had to be careful not to snap at each other. Wasn't just the inconvenience, but the "meter" was running at about $100.00 an hour. We're glad it's done.

Geek Stuff

Up at school, we dismantled the "cluster in a box", the four-mainboard computer that Dave Swain built last year inside an AS-400 case. I have a new lab assistant, Henry, and he ripped the innards out of some old (less than 1 GHz) computers and built four "Intel® Inside" computers with new power supplies and everything. There was actually a fifth mainboard and power supply that "matched", so he assembled a fifth one also. All of these were needed for the Networking class so they can install stuff and connect them together in various strange and wonderful ways. The old 400- and 600-MHz machines just don't pack it with XP.

Had a lot of leftovers after all of this, so we built a computer-on-a-board out of old "spare" parts. It's mostly for display, but it actually runs. As I write, we have Solaris installed on it but it will probably end up with Windows. One of the "ancient" computers had a 5 1/4" hard drive, 6 GB. There is a little window on the bottom where you can see the little armature that moves the heads. We're working on a way to mount the drive so that the "tourists" can see the movement as it seeks data. I also attached one of the 4-inch fans from the AS-400 (just for decoration) to the board, sort of to illustrate the fact that cooling is important. (Sounds like a P-38 on a short runway. Well, maybe a long runway.... What's that, kids? Oh, the P-38? The Germans called it "der gabelschwanz Teufel" or "the fork-tail Devil"; twin turbocharged 1150HP engines, mission radius of
P-38: Lockheed Photo
700 nautical miles capable of 350 knots. Scared the pants off the Nazi pilots with a cannon and four machine guns. New pilots said that takeoff was "like getting hit in the [rear end] with a show shovel." Really tore up the Nazi airfreight from Sicily into North Africa. Bagged at least one Japanese admiral over the Pacific, who thought he was out of range of the Yanks. But I seriously digress....)

Had to reboot the CIT server after only 444 days. They don't make BSD like they used to ;-). After so many severed network connections, a lot of "cruft" builds up in the system. I think it ran out of file handles or something like that. But considering the number of students who thrash it using FTP and Telnet to transfer Web pages to it and do programming on it, it's pretty solid. Could use a couple hundred more gigabytes for storing installation sets, though.

Now just in case y'all wonder what we think of Vista™ around here: it's overhyped. We will install it for normal use after about the first service pack, or whenever they start putting new 64-bit machines on our desks. We have a bunch of 64-bit lab machines that the students have built, but we mostly run Linux or XP on them. (64-bit BSD really screams when it's crunching numbers. I have yet to find a numerical problem that requires multiple CPUs. But then, I'm not forecasting the weather nationwide, either!)

Sometimes I feel like a real old-timer. We were discussing the user-interface design of Windows 95 (which hasn't changed much in spite of the Vista hype -- the basic design is really good), and one student said, "Well, didn't Windows 3.1 have a taskbar?" Oops! They've never even stood close to a machine running Windows 3.1. So I found an old backup CD and installed Win 3.1 on a lab machine. Golly! It's only been 12 years...! But hey, have you ever run Win 3.1 on a modern machine? It's like a twitch game or something; windows appear *bink!* instantly when you click the mouse.

For the User Interface Design class, we did the sensible thing and set up two machines with dual monitors. That way, they can see the Web page or manual on one screen while programming on the other. I used it for a couple of hours and I'm completely spoiled! We just installed some video cards out of junked machines and Windows XP picked them up immediately. Mouse cursor runs across both screens and even the screen saver stretches to fit both screens.
Concerning Gentle Jazz: We have a gig scheduled for February, but haven't been playing anywhere since Thanksgiving. (Just in case you wondered if we've given up our instruments.)
Shore of Lake Huron. Photo by Kathy Barnhart 1/3/2007
Lake Huron
Lake Huron


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