quinta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2009

Thought of the day:

Riddle me this:

The formula for water is H2O. What then is H2O to the power of 3?

A formula da água é H2O, o que é então H2O ao cubo?

(em Português a resposta é bastante obvia)

segunda-feira, 3 de agosto de 2009

terça-feira, 28 de julho de 2009

quinta-feira, 16 de julho de 2009

M.I.E.A- Missing In EngAmbiente

"O Mestrado Integrado em Engenharia do Ambiente passa a ser oferecido pela UAlg a partir do ano lectivo de 2009/2010, na sequência da necessidade de articulação de dois cursos, licenciatura e mestrado em Engenharia do Ambiente, já existentes e em funcionamento, ambos organizados de acordo com o processo de Bolonha desde o ano lectivo 2006/2007. Este novo formato de continuidade de estudos entre os 1.º e 2.º ciclos reflecte as indicações veiculadas pela Ordem dos Engenheiros sobre os requisitos mínimos para a acreditação de cursos de engenharia (um ciclo de estudos integrado, traduzido por um total 300 ECTS e 10 semestres curriculares), conferindo capacidade e responsabilidade de intervenção a todos os níveis de actos de engenharia. "



Faz de conta que o pessoal que cá esteve de 2008/09 não estava no Mestrado Integrado. :)

segunda-feira, 29 de junho de 2009

Burocracies live forever

The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That's an exceedingly odd number.

Why was that gauge used? Because that's the way they built them in England, and English expatriates built the US railroads.

Why did the English build them like that? Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the pre-railroad tramways, and that's the gauge they used.

Why did 'they' use that gauge then? Because the people who built the tramways used the same jigs and tools that they used for building wagons, which used that wheel spacing.

Why did the wagons have that particular odd wheel spacing? Well, if they tried to use any other spacing, the wagon wheels would break on some of the old, long distance roads in England, because that's the spacing of the wheel ruts.

So who built those old rutted roads? Imperial Rome built the first long distance roads in Europe (and England) for their legions. The roads have been used ever since.

And the ruts in the roads? Roman war chariots formed the initial ruts, which everyone else had to match for fear of destroying their wagon wheels. Since the chariots were made for Imperial Rome, they were all alike in the matter of wheel spacing.

Therefore the United States standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specifications for an Imperial Roman war chariot.

Bureaucracies live forever.

So the next time you are handed a specification/procedure/process and wonder 'What horse's ass came up with it?', you may be exactly right. Imperial Roman army chariots were made just wide enough to accommodate the rear ends of two war horses. (Two horse's asses.)

Now, the twist to the story: When you see a Space Shuttle sitting on its launch pad, there are two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main fuel tank. These are solid rocket boosters, or SRB's. The SRB's are made by Thiokol at their factory in Utah. The engineers who designed the SRB's would have preferred to make them a bit fatter, but the SRB's had to be shipped by train from the factory to the launch site. The railroad line from the factory happens to run through a tunnel in the mountains, and the SRB's had to fit through that tunnel. The tunnel is slightly wider than the railroad track, and the railroad track, as you now know, is about as wide as two horses' behinds.

So, a major Space Shuttle design feature of what is arguably the world's most advanced transportation system was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's ass.

And you thought being a horse's ass wasn't important?

(stolen from Aguanomics)

terça-feira, 5 de maio de 2009

Absinto com Groselha Strikes Back



Harken my fellows! It draws near, the Green Lady dancing in It's wake, hand in hand with her sweet red friend. It's minions busy themselves around white structures heralding It's arrival. Already a hub-bub of expectation can be heard among the denizens of the city, as their exitment grows ever higher as the day of It's arrival comes closer. 

..and finaly when the day comes, the people will flock to It and fill It's expanse. It's sounds will boom for miles around It anouncing It's presence to the world! And It's folowers will drown themselves in beer and vodka and other such things, and they shall dance and have sex and shout (sometimes separetaly and sometimes all at the same time)  and say  and do very foolish things which will be (hopefully) recorded on moving picture machines!

So come ye, come ye all! Come to this Land of Wonder, and douse your thirst for Absinthe and Groselha amongts your peers! For the time is nigh! The Semana Academica is upon us!


sábado, 4 de abril de 2009

Paranoia is the fuel that makes the world go round. Or at least, that's what they want you to think. In reality, it's the aliens from Mars that cause the world to rotate, and the day they leave us is the day we spin out of control and have all our work flung at top speed into the sun. ...Or something like that.

sábado, 28 de fevereiro de 2009

Irishmen

"I'm an irishman. All I need to keep me happy is a steady supply of sex and potatoes."

quinta-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2009



Projecto: Done

Plano de tese: Done

Poster: Done

Artigo: Started

Tese: Long Way to Go Yet 

sexta-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2009

Parábola de Buda


Ao atravessar um campo, um homem encontrou um tigre.
Fugiu a sete pés, com o tigre atrás dele.
À sua frente encontrou um precipício em que acabou por cair.
Mas conseguiu agarrar-se à raiz de uma velha videira
e ali ficou pendurado, com o tigre a cheirá-lo.
Tremendo de medo, olhou para baixo e viu outro tigre, lá longe em baixo,
que o esperava, cheio de apetite.
Só mesmo a videira lhe estava a salvar a vida.
Mas apareceram dois ratos, um branco e outro preto,
que pouco a pouco começaram a roer a raiz da videira.
Foi só nesse momento que se apercebeu que,
mesmo ao pé da raiz, estava um morango apetitoso.
Agarrando-se à videira com uma mão, colheu o morango com a outra.
E nunca um morango lhe soube tão bem!

terça-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2009

NAMB

Numa de espalhar a palavra:

http://namb-ualg.blogspot.com/

Uma boa colectânea de informação para quem tem interesse na área de Ambiente, particularmente no Algarve.

Check it out.