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Unread 06-27-2001, 06:52 PM
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PCB Assembly Blues
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Slumping is dreary,
solder gets smeary,
someone please answer my thixotrop query.
To discard is a waste,
but the flux is debased
and I can't call this runny stuff paste.

Ball grid arrays
might be the new craze
in the circuit board real-estate daze,
And I must confess
I get pick-and-place mess
when spacing is 12 mils or less.

HASL*, silver and OSP,
these things make circuit boards pretty.
When they've sat on a shelf
for more than I know
I only hope they reflow.

Since the customer asked,
I laid blame on the mask
for the shorts he observed in the past.
FR-1, FR-4
it's an incomplete cure,
and I've seen this old problem before.

If the pin test goes well,
then no one can tell
that the solder pot smoked and developed a smell.
I'm not one to shirk,
but as long as things work,
who gives a darn that the line went berserk.


* pronounced "hassle"
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Unread 07-30-2001, 06:06 AM
Solan Solan is offline
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I've been here long enough that I have learned basic meter, and so I hope to improve on my performance above. This one about my old day job:

<u>Random walks on fractals</u>

It is the latest fashion: fractal math.
I've set myself the task to find a path
between two fractals in an abstract space,
a space so strange it's really not a place.

Imagine little dots that run around
inside this funny fractal I have found.
Their moves are random, not so unlike dice.
A question: Will they visit each site twice?

A funny thing about those fractal dudes:
The dots will always hit the neighbourhoods.
The chance that any site is left alone
has probability of one. You groan?

The sites are just too many there, and dense.
That's why. Does mathematics now make sense?
"I hate that subject, it's my worst!" you say,
and curse. But if you listen, I will play.

------------------

Svein Olav

.. another life

[This message has been edited by Solan (edited July 30, 2001).]
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Unread 07-30-2001, 06:35 AM
Jerry Wielenga Jerry Wielenga is offline
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A Day in the Life of Gj the Tech Writer

Gj sits down at his desk, takes his pen and writes a word,
then another, breathes in deep, blows out air, then writes a third.

Gj looks up at the door, thinks he sees a friend walk past,
drinks some water, takes a piss, writes two words down fast.

Gj scratches at his nose, looks and sees five words are done,
thinks a while then changes one, looks out at the sun.

Gj feels five words are good, adds them to his out-tray now,
sits back slowly, stares outside, scratches, wipes his brow.

Gj sees his in-tray high, wonders at what he should do,
sees his out-tray is still low, balances the two.

Gj gets up from his desk, stretches back and puts on coat,
wanders out into his life, needs liquor down his throat.



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Unread 05-27-2003, 03:21 PM
Julie Steiner Julie Steiner is offline
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I'm reviving this ancient thread as a mixer (no reference to the goldfish thread intended) for those of us who don't get to go to the West Chester conference this weekend. Hey, why shouldn't we have an opportunity to schmooze, too?

That said, I have nothing to post yet , but I hope if we all start working on our job-description small talk now, we'll soon have such diverting conversation going on that no one will even notice the lack of refreshments.

Let the party begin!

Julie Stoner
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Unread 05-27-2003, 06:11 PM
Jerry Glenn Hartwig Jerry Glenn Hartwig is offline
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I take the rusted hulks of transportation
Grind away the decades’ devastation

Cauterize the wounds of carelessness
Strip away internal moldiness

Tear down somebody’s past to basic pieces
Clean them off and lubricate with greases

Then put together. This simple reassembly
Restores a dream from someone else's memory.




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Unread 05-30-2003, 07:44 AM
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Queen o' the Cube


First things first, and first I take an elevator.
Today, if truth be told, it was a smellevator.

I change my shoes and head right for the coffee room.
I drink too much and scuttle for the ladies room

and there I gloss my lips and fluff my flat hat hairs.
I dish the dirt with Deb and gush over what she wears.

Later, not sooner, I return to my messy cubicle.
My boss looks annoyed. I swear he is such a boobicle.

He wants something typed and then he wants thirty xeroxes.
He breathes down my neck like a herd of thirty queer oxes.

Let ‘im exude, ‘cause whether he seethes or abides it
he’ll get what he wants when the Queen of the Cube provides it.

Lucky for him I’m in a magnanimous mood.
I head for the copy room; that’s when my heel comes unglued.

Lucky for me, a shoemaker store’s in the lobby.
When I get back at twelve, my boss appears purple and sobby.

Lucky for me he’s got a real urgent appointment,
‘cause I’m telling you now, his nose is way out of ajointment.

I’ll get him his copies, all perfect, he’ll thank me a bunch
but first things first: I’ll take a three hour lunch.


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Unread 05-30-2003, 09:27 AM
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I wholesale wooden handmade boxes -
Those who see the price it shockses.
Clearly, they don't know the time
they take to make. Law, its a crime!
At times I sigh, my mem'ry lingers
back on days of perfect fingers.
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Unread 05-30-2003, 06:59 PM
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My job found me on my last dollar.
They knew I weren’t no Harvard scholar

but did their deed and took me on,
now I’m their status quo moron.

I order paper for the trash,
for this they pay me decent cash.

I sort their mail and call their cars,
I hardly make any faux pas.

I’m not abused, I’m not affronted,
but whisper-stammer when confronted.

They’ve come to value me as “trusty”
and they don’t mind that I’m so busty.



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Unread 06-02-2003, 06:33 AM
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Those rosy cheeked minnows in the deep
Of the playground who often weep,
Those little chaps with scabby knees,
Who cough, retch, vomit, bleed and sneeze,
Those pigtail pullers so strong and tough,
Who crumble when play gets too rough,
Those giggling ladies small and vain
Who brush their long hair time and again,
Those gossips, boasters, cry babies, sneaks
Creeps, loungers, sporties, nerds and geeks,
Those quiet ones who fade into the black,
The loud ones you wish will not come back,
Those needy ones who tug and pull
At sleeves and struggle hard in school,
Those brainy types who work during break,
And sneer at those left in their wake,
Those who bully, threaten and laugh
And this I’m afraid is just our staff!
A teaching job is way above all
If you want to torture the small!

Yours from a position of false authority bolstered by threats and a bullish behaviour,
Gus
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Unread 06-03-2003, 05:20 PM
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Ladder 157, Rescue 2

Now lay the old New York to bed
but hold the memory in your head
of bloodstained streets and sky lined red.
Find strength between the flame and ash.
between the thunder and the flash,
Remember those who raised so high
-between the silence and the sigh-
bold tattered flag in shattered sky.

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