So I finally broke into the Indian genre of food units for the first time in my life...not too shabby I must say. The place I went to was doing a lunch buffet, so I was able to peruse an assortment of different dishes. The hot pepper chicken I had (sorry, can't recall the exact nomenclature) was actually downright awesome, no churrascuria bacon-wrapped chicken, but not too terribly far off.

Crap, it's been far too long since I posted something up on my blog, so I will rectify that situation now.

Alas, I don't have too much interesting to report, other than that I've been slaving away in a combo platter of the machine shop, and the electron beam microscope lab. It has been raining a good deal here in Ann Arbor; almost feels like I'm back in College Station or something.

I would at this point like to take pause to recognize the passing of the great comedic genius that was George Carlin...and similarly the passing of Reunion Arena.

I'm definitely looking forward to seeing everybody back in the Metroplex over the 4th of July holiday, as it will probably be my last few days off for a good long while.

Man, talk about random stream of consciousness musings...that's about all I got these days. Oddly, I am looking forward to the fall, not so much for the class, but because I haven't been so stoked for a Dallas Cowboys football season in a good long while (sorry, had to touch on the sports page). Even though I know I'm setting myself up to be disappointed, I expect nothing less than an NFC championship trip, which in all honesty, is not out of the question. There certainly isn't any team in the NFC that is vastly superior to the Cowboys in any way, and while I'm not going to throw down a guarantee, I suspect they will be one of the front runners for the conference title. I also have full confidence Romo will win a playoff game this year...and I expect him to cut down the interception total from last season (which sort of got lost in the mix of all the TDs he was throwing). I also fully expect to see Adam Jones make it rain during a crucial third down, four receiver set situation, in order to distract the receiver he is playing man-to-man with loads of cash dispersed about the turf.

Separated at birth?

Both want it all...both are incredibly intense at all times...



Anybody with me here?

In case anybody still checks this blog, and was wondering just what in the hell it is I do for a living...well here's a very small taste:



I have a lot of work left in order to perfect my techniques, but the long and short of it is that part of my research is to examine the morphological properties of engine deposits produced in my HCCI engine. This particular picture is actually one of deposits from an older piston running in a GDI (gasoline direct injection) configuration, mostly just to serve as practice. I'm actually more interested in structures on the nanoscale, but it is still somewhat worthwhile for the moment.

The Mickeroo throwing a huge flag at Roy

You know, I do tend to agree with a great deal of what's in that article...Roy has absolutely got to get his act together this year, and step up to be the defensive captain that he should be. I for one am tired of seeing some opposing receiver running around in the end zone after a long pass, and the shot panning to a confused Roy with shrugged shoulders after another blown coverage or bad angle taken.