Sturgeon’s Law

Ninety per­cent of every­thing is crap.


Derived from a quote by sci­ence fic­tion author Theodore Stur­geon, who once said, “Sure, 90% of sci­ence fic­tion is crud. That’s because 90% of every­thing is crud.” Oddly, when Sturgeon’s Law is cited, the final word is almost invari­ably changed to ‘crap’.

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Fire!

Actu­ally this is only a half-hearted rant. I had a brain­storm on Wednes­day while at work for what I wanted to shoot for Theme Thurs­day, of course my cam­era was at home. I brought it today, but didn’t get a chance to use it. I was going to take the pic­ture at lunch as to not dis­turb the actual work process, unfor­tu­nately about 11:45 the fire alarm went off. I had just got my lunch plate, so I picked it up and headed for the door know­ing I’d get an impromptu pic­nic on the front lawn dur­ing the drill. Bad news is it wasn’t a drill. One of the machines in the back of the plant ( a whee­labra­tor thing that deburrs our parts) had actu­ally caught fire. We had four fire trucks, includ­ing the lad­der truck drive around the back of the plant, along with 20, count ‘em 20, police cars. I think that is the entire con­tin­gent of city cops (to be fair all our cops are trained as fire­man and vice versa.)

I my haste to grab my lunch, I neglected to grab my new cam­era. The fire was quickly con­tained but not before smoke filled most of the plant. No one would be allowed back in until the smoke was cleared. The rest of first shift was can­celed and if you had your keys, purses, etc. you could go home, if not have a seat in the shade of the pines and wait. I’m not sure when they let peo­ple back in, but by the time I went back at 4:30 to get my stuff, 2nd shift was at work (all except the one depart­ment where the machine was) and the place looked clear, but still stunk of smoke.

Tomor­row is a half day at work and Donna and I are off to the Gap for a lit­tle fun in the Miata. I will try and get my photo in the morn­ing, but may not post it until Sun­day when we get back. Don’t worry, you won’t miss a moment of my excit­ing life as I plan on ana­log blog­ging for tran­scrip­tion on Sun­day night.

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