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School project
Younger kid had to build an electric motor for a school project. Having a garage full of stuff, it was no hassle to find everything required to build one.


I made her wind the coil.
But the question is, how do kids complete (or even conceptualise) something like this if they don’t have a Wouter around the house?

Data point
If you fill up the tank of a 1.9 TDI VW Golf with unleaded, it will go 10 kilometers before quitting.
(Determined experimentally)
Gemsbok sirloin steaks

One gemsbok sirloin, cut into thick steaks and marinaded in a mixture of oil, lemon juice, wooster* sauce, garlic and rosemary for about eight hours. Dredge in seasoned flour…

…fry in a hot pan with some oil…

…until done (in this case kids, so some of these are rather well done).

Mushrooms (and beer) on the side…

…and an egg on top. Nom.
* We were surprised to hear contestants on So you think you can cook pronounce it “wor-sez-tuhr-shur-shire”. Erm, no.
From the Junkbox

This is a C1166 Pulse Tetrode made by English Electric, who also made transistors. Good for switching 17 500 volts at 15 amps. But only for 1 microsecond every 1 millisecond (1T4 and AA battery for scale).
The filament alone needs almost 60 watts (9 amps at 6.3 volts).
Quite useless unless one wants to build a glowbug radar or something. But quite marvelous in a way.
Run Your Car On Water!!!
Back in 1935, Charles Garrett built a carburetor that allowed a standard car engine to run on water.
The patents were immediately bought by the fuel companies and put on the shelf next to the Pogue carburetor and the Oglemobile.
I wonder what they’re going to do about these fellows making fuel from water using solar power?
It’s a fine line
I’m trying to register on the Old Mutual website.
Using a password with lower case letters and numbers:

OK, let’s up the security on the password generator and use a password with upper case and punctuation:

That’s a first.
… twee boerbokke en ‘n haas
Where four fellows drive 900 kilometers on a quest for free-range hormone-free meat, forget their first-night braaivleis in the farmer’s deep freeze, and end up on the back of a bakkie with a spotlight and a shotgun looking for another source of protein.
