Thursday, November 24, 2005

Fingernails are made from keratin

This was bugging me for quite some time (about 3 or 4 years), but I've finally bothered to check what fingernails are made from.  Hard, curved plates of keratin - so there you have it.

They first form a few centimetres past where you first see your fingernail up to before the knuckle, and is also known as the matrix.

The white spots that you sometimes find on your fingernail are damaged nail, technically termed "leukonychia", and would have happened up to 8-weeks prior to their first appearance - by which time you'd have probably forgotten about whacking your finger/thumb.

Which means, apparently, that the white spots aren't a sign of calcium or zinc deficiency - which is what I was told.


And yes, I'm incredibly bored.

Monday, November 14, 2005

The 3 aRse: Reading Riting and a Rifmetic

The Three Rs - I find it quite funny that the Government classify the three essential skills that children must obtain during education by playing with words (and pronunciation).  Surely that doesn't help they young 'uns who are quite easily influenced (read, don't know what's right or wrong (or rong)) and may have unwitting parents who can't spell themselves (or for themselves - ha de ha ha).

Anyway, I'm not about to rant on the Government and their (in?)ability to do things right for the education system, I just want to say that everyone should take some time to take time out and relax with a good, decent sized fictional book.  In fact, the past few weeks have seen the BBC advertise RAW (seemingly aiming at adults too, probably because they would have the least amount of free time).  Why am I advocating reading?  Because it's actually good fun and as educational as going back to school.

I've always been a keen reader (albiet not everything, but then who is?) because it feeds my imagination when else I'm not doing anything useful with my brain.  I'm able to imagine situations and locales through words better than anything else, maybe even than when someone is making one up on-the-spot.  But ask me to imagine some strange Wallace-and-Gromit-esque contraption for anything and I'm stumped - truly, I don't think I could come up with anything that would be considered eccentric.  But situations, actions, locales, atmosphere, that sort of thing, I can do if you just give me a scenario (and some time to think) - maybe it comes down to the fact that I watch a hell of a lot of films and TV programs, but then you don't get to think of your own situations, etc. because it's all done for you, for your eyes to feast upon.  And in that way, you would probably never rethink the situation/locale in a different way because - bang! - it's onto the next bit of action/locale/situ/whatever.  We'll have enough on our plates just trying to contemplate what's just happened, never mind time to think the situation anew.

And that's where books are brilliant - you read at your own pace and have the chance to re-read things, providing ample time for you to imagine it and move on.  And it's your own imagination, your own locale, your own atmosphere - that's what makes it awesome because no-one else is going to think of exactly the same thing.  You're not tied down to see what the director wants you to see - you're on your own.  And if you can't imagine the situation then, well, you're buggered really - but surely no-one is that bad.  Remember, just because you can't describe it, doesn't mean it's a shit imagination - it's just not all that vivid.

Music does the same thing to me too, especially when I'm travelling and I've got my headphones on, tapping away in my own little world, staring out the window.  Usually, it's music videos going through my mind which in turn provides myself with little snippets of action video - say a protagonist doing something er... 'actiony', or maybe some slow-moving, calm-as-you-like descriptive footage.

So this kind of pulls itself back to the film/TV aspect of things.  I reckon I've got the imagination to write something, a book or a script, something big and challenging, but ultimately something that is good fun.  I've been thinking about doing some writing lately (I like to think I can write some funny stuff), but I can never think of a plot/storyline.  When I do have something in mind, it seems difficult to stretch it long enough for a book and hence I get annoyed and ignore the whole idea.

I've yet to think of something to write about - maybe I've lost my plot writing devices because I've been reading a lot lately and therefore can't think of anything 'new' (when in fact, everyone is still using the same genres but telling a different story).  Oh well.

So, there you have it; reading and writing, two of the three Rs covered.  Arithmetic will have to come later, after I've sold the rights to my book.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Job Interview No.1 - failure

Boo hoo...

Oh well, will just have to wait for the next one.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Job Interview No.1

Today was my first job interview for a, shall we say... proper job out in the outside world.  It's been a long wait as I was first contacted about the interview two-and-half weeks ago, but the wait itself isn't a problem as I've been continually job searching (and I've been getting calls for other jobs which I've consequently turned down because they weren't what I wanted to do).  It's the wait after the interview that's a pain (another 2-weeks until they reply), but I know I shalln't be relying on getting today's job.

Mind, it's not that I completely lost it, started dribbling and babbling, and running round the table flailing my arms.  I'd like to think that I did quite well, but I know that the company (in the sector of 'engineering consultancy building services') had numerous applicants today, all vying for the few graduate (scheme) positions available - we'll see, we'll see.

Anyway, not to give too much away of the interview process, but they asked me why I chose my A-levels, Mechanical Engineering (and whether I like it), about my projects, about my MA at Brunel, and about aspirations (to which I remember saying something stupid like "I love you"... no, that's not right... erm.. along the lines of "nothing too big, but it would be nice to make something that has an indirect effect/affect on people" (without the slash, obviously)).

Then they asked my to draw a bicycle, which I cocked up the first time, but redeemed myself on the second chance after they pointed out that you couldn't actually physically steer my first one (I had placed a rod between the front wheel and the pedals... yes, I know, I know...), but they me reckons that I further made improvements on other mechanical aspects of bikes.

Then they wanted to know how much I knew about heat transfer, involving the cooling of a room.  Wasn't difficult and I made a quick calculation in my head which initially seemed stupid (like "I love you"... do do do dooo), but they seemed to agree with me on the number I pulled out (0.25kW, if you're interested) - although I hope they weren't taking pity on little ol' me.

Some chit-chat about their company (after me asking them about their work structure), and about The Venue (which is one of their projects; a swimming pool refurb in my town), and then that was about it.  I didn't walk out of the place all that happy with myself, felt that my speaking was stop/start a bit too much, but that's a problem with me.  Mind, first interview so at least I know what to expect the next time.