Um, no......its designed to filter/redirect things you cant physically see, and produce a good thermal result, unlike most similiar things out their. Never got past the energy in=energy out equation, as far as that goes. I guess you could bung some solar panels on it, but that would defeat the purpose i think. I still think its a great idea, but there are issues........the whole idea, is based on a material that has smell problems. It tends to stink a bit. Not sure how to beat that, as i dont think their is anything other suitable material for the purpose. On the other hand, maybe smell, in the target market, may not be a concern. Did the warhol pass in?
Seeing as how any poetry thread here vanishes into the backwaters , and given the climate.....economic and otherwise, lets revisit the penultimate pessimist. Unsure who wrote it, but is Australian in character. John O'brien perhaps. =========== "We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan, In accents most forlorn, Outside the church, ere Mass began, One frosty Sunday morn. The congregation stood about, Coat-collars to the ears, And talked of stock, and crops, and drought, As it had done for years. "It's looking crook," said Daniel Croke; "Bedad, it's cruke, me lad, For never since the banks went broke Has seasons been so bad." "It's dry, all right," said young O'Neil, With which astute remark He squatted down upon his heel And chewed a piece of bark. And so around the chorus ran "It's keepin' dry, no doubt." "We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan, "Before the year is out." "The crops are done; ye'll have your work To save one bag of grain; From here way out to Back-o'-Bourke They're singin' out for rain. "They're singin' out for rain," he said, "And all the tanks are dry." The congregation scratched its head, And gazed around the sky. "There won't be grass, in any case, Enough to feed an ass; There's not a blade on Casey's place As I came down to Mass." "If rain don't come this month," said Dan, And cleared his throat to speak - "We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan, "If rain don't come this week." A heavy silence seemed to steal On all at this remark; And each man squatted on his heel, And chewed a piece of bark. "We want an inch of rain, we do," O'Neil observed at last; But Croke "maintained" we wanted two To put the danger past. "If we don't get three inches, man, Or four to break this drought, We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan, "Before the year is out." In God's good time down came the rain; And all the afternoon On iron roof and window-pane It drummed a homely tune. And through the night it pattered still, And lightsome, gladsome elves On dripping spout and window-sill Kept talking to themselves. It pelted, pelted all day long, A-singing at its work, Till every heart took up the song Way out to Back-o'-Bourke. And every creek a banker ran, And dams filled overtop; "We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan, "If this rain doesn't stop." And stop it did, in God's good time; And spring came in to fold A mantle o'er the hills sublime Of green and pink and gold. And days went by on dancing feet, With harvest-hopes immense, And laughing eyes beheld the wheat Nid-nodding o'er the fence. And, oh, the smiles on every face, As happy lad and lass Through grass knee-deep on Casey's place Went riding down to Mass. While round the church in clothes genteel Discoursed the men of mark, And each man squatted on his heel, And chewed his piece of bark. "There'll be bush-fires for sure, me man, There will, without a doubt; We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan, "Before the year is out."
Gee, i thought i covered that in the intro. "Lets revisit the ultimate pessimist." It's just a poem. But if Hanrahan were around to start a thread......."Were all rooned !!Rooned i tells ya!!!" If it is compelling, its because it's dry as a bone humour, typical of the era, and holds in it as much pathos as Lawsons "Loaded Dog". Not a poem, as such, but a great yarn. http://www.dropbears.com/l/loaded_dog/index.html
Well, I did it again......another opportunity down the gurgler. Watching the Aus/South africa test match the other day, I was shocked, stunned , to hear a-certain-sports-betting mob were offering 9 bucks for a S.A. win, on the third, I think it was, day. 9 bucks, against a dollar something for the Aus win? I dont get sports betting, but even to me that was a bargain, sure, chasing a record total to win, BUT that was freakin ridiculous. That mob concerned were a sponsor, or it would never have been mentioned on-air, no doubt those odds vanished into thin air the moment it was mentioned.......still, damn.
>>>>> JESUS! How hard this was. I have lost my password and one server Firefox requests it and the mail is tied to that and then I went to safari and I got in but WTF all these dreadful dire warning and Madoff threads in chit chat... common these folks are so humiliated off the main boards they post here and make this fine work hard to find. JESUS PRAISE ALA!!!!! There is a god in the art market Ac!!!! Ole stoney did pretty WELL for himself.... here's how it went... They called and said lower your price the world is falling and I agreed. I was told there was two phone caller bidders signed up but you never know when that's just some dude tracking the market... well bid they did Ac!!! I know I owe some percent to the auction house and they did conserve the painting for me and remove a stain off the back... and I'll have some tax because I don't really have a cost basis- it was given in return for about $4-$5 grand in loans... but the final figure is CLOSE TO EIGHTEEN THOUSAND DOLLARS!!!!!! WHOOOO HOOOOO I'VE BEEN DRINKING FOR WEEKS!!!! You haven't heard a peep from me on ET with all these freakin stocks.... stocks suck. They go down and make you feel like less of a person; they do not go up as fast as they go down nor the person feel part... people who have jobs are now the lucky ones... HOW MESSED UP IS THAT AC!!!! It used to be the beatnecks, the poets the potheads had the upper hand... anyway I lay here awake every night awaiting my check.... I have ALREADY RESERVED A ROOM AT HARBOUR ISLAND FOR A WEEK IN MARCH!!!!!! OH BABY I'm going to be tan when everyone else is white./ YES! Man these holidays were smooth very little tension once the auction went off. I'm so happy so very happy. This was but a folder tucked behind a dusty old TV... it was nothing and now it's a vacation and then some. I don't know what to do with the rest, I'm not going to invest it... maybe a summer rental on Fire Island and a repair of my 4 wheel drive?? Or I might just bet it all on the freakin' GIANTS!!!!!! I want to get back to your invention as I am now in a position TO INVEST IN YOU AC! I'm assuming this all has big military applications and if you can illuminate a terrorist, I know quite a few folk who will pull the trigger... perhaps there is an entertainment angle as well... this smell bit has me worried. How close to the face do we need to hold the product... asparagus smells really bad in the pee but I still eat it. But this type of risk maybe can be avoided by dunking the product in a tomato juice first or altering the chemical makeup. ~stoney
Thats great stoney. 18k? Sweet. You prolly wont see half that, as you know, but thats a nice price, eh? The product, well, dont know where to start-not familiar with the materials, difficult to find much info. It only has everyday applications really, but im yet to see anything like it on the market-who knows. TFTD; How is it, the cupboard/shelf with all the cleaning products in it, is usually the most filthy, sticky, dust ridden place in a house?
Done it......clues aren't so great, because when your stashing something, you cant make it more obvious than the hiding place. And if you are stashing something, paranoia takes over........a big label with arrows and "my secret stash is in the cereal box" just dont work. Anything less, and one forgets things.... Hey nutmeg, you wanna invest in my product? Its.....a good idea, geez, i dunno where to start...following BrandonF's internet marketing threads with some interest, but this is an actual thing, an actual product, that needs manufacturing, before , presumably, trying to sell it. Be kinda fraudulent otherwise. TFTD; Obsession. Apart from being a perfume. What does it mean, and when is it constructive? Would anything, ever, have been produced.....from a "casual interest" in grain genetics, for example? How does a person, become "obsessed "with a given thing, to the point it becomes constructive, rather than destroying the obsessor?
Well here it is two weeks later & I am STILL waiting for my check. Every day I look. Every day I wait. Hummmmmm. Could there be a problem? I've already bought a vacation though- so it had better come... They say don't put the cart ahead of the horse. Hummmmmm. As to your question Ac about the area that holds the cleaning gunk being the most dirty and the answer is twofold- one that area is usually under the kitchen sink and that's where the pipes go into the wall leaving just enough room for water bugs and mice to creep in and do their badness. Secondly who in their right mind would wast time cleaning under a sink and in a cabinet when the rest of the visible house is so damn dirty! Now I know you remember one of my great inventions- the using of my own pee in a secret formula with orange juice and bubble water to clean and HOW CLOSE I CAME to bringing that great idea to market... Well I can do the same for you AC... I just need a little bit more info, you are being too secretive... No military applications? Is that possible for a phosphorous based invention... you see I figured that part out already Ac, and i bet there is some part of an Australian animal tied to this... Koala poop perhaps? Aerated, dried and applied as a surface paint? Does your invention increase crop yields? ~stoney