Archive for the ‘Explosives’ Category

Random notes: April 16, 2010.

Friday, April 16th, 2010

Obit watch: former LAPD chief Daryl F. Gates.

Plus: Invisible Siegfrieds.

Edited to add: And thanks to the Chron for reminding me that the Texas City disaster was 63 years ago today.

Random notes: March 1, 2010.

Monday, March 1st, 2010

Obit watch: John Reed, of the D’Oly Carte Opera Company.

…for a generation of fans, Mr. Reed was the memorable embodiment of Gilbert and Sullivan’s “little man” roles, among them John Wellington Wells, the title character of “The Sorcerer”; Major-General Stanley, the very model of et cetera from “The Pirates of Penzance”; Ko-Ko, the nebbish turned lord high executioner in “The Mikado,” a part he also played in the 1967 film version.

The LAT magazine profiles the man who brought Tiki to America: Ernest Raymond Beaumont Gantt. Mr. Gantt is perhaps better known by the name he acquired later in life: Donn E.R. Beachcomber.

Edited to add: I intended to blog this on Friday, but didn’t have anything to put with it, and it slipped my mind when I was preparing these notes: David Parker’s eulogy for his father, Robert B. Parker.

My father, at that moment in a cut-off sweatshirt covered with muffin crumbs, bacon grease, Flintstones Jelly and beer stains replied without dropping a beat–“Yeah, I’d like to see something by Twyla Tharp, I understand she’s quite innovative”.

(Hattip: Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind.)

ETA2: Also forgot to blog the most recent entry in Derek Lowe’s “Things I Won’t Work With” series: dioxygen diflouride (also known as FOOF).

The paper goes on to react FOOF with everything else you wouldn’t react it with: ammonia (“vigorous”, this at 100K), water ice (explosion, natch), chlorine (“violent explosion”, so he added it more slowly the second time), red phosphorus (not good), bromine fluoride, chlorine trifluoride (say what?), perchloryl fluoride (!), tetrafluorohydrazine (how on Earth. . .), and on, and on. If the paper weren’t laid out in complete grammatical sentences and published in JACS, you’d swear it was the work of a violent lunatic.

Also recommended: the “How Not To Do It” archives. Especially the story of the liquid nitrogen tank at Texas A&M.

Both the pressure relief and rupture disks had failed for some reason in the past, so they’d been removed and sealed off with metal plugs. You may commence shivering now.

Happy Guy Fawkes Day, everyone!

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

The Gunpowder Plot Society.

Antonia Frasier’s Faith and Treason: The Story of the Gunpowder Plot.

Edited to add: Speaking of revolt against established government, I was totally unaware that College Station voted out traffic enforcement cameras until I read about it in…the Washington Post?

Random notes: November 3, 2009.

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

You’ve probably figured out by now that I’m something of a connoisseur of failure. This leads me in many directions, including savoring Broadway flops. (And that, in turn, reminds me that I need to replace my copy of Not Since Carrie. But I digress.) So, of course, I have to note the NYT‘s navel gazing story yesterday on what went wrong with Brighton Beach Memoirs. (The linked comments seem to me to be more perceptive than the article; in brief, people are saying they don’t want to pay $100+ a ticket plus expenses to see something their kid’s high school produced last year.)

I also wanted to note the LAT obit for controversial rocket scientist Qian Xuesen. Xuesen is a prominent figure in George Pendle’s fascinating biography of fellow rocket scientist and genuine freaking weirdo Jack Parsons, Strange Angel, a book which I strongly recommend. (When I say “genuine freaking weirdo”, I mean it. Parsons did seminal early work on rocketry; he was also a leading follower of Aleister Crowley and an active practitioner of thelmic magic. He also lost one of his lovers to none other than L. Ron Hubbard, and died under rather bizarre circumstances.)

Noted.

Tuesday, September 15th, 2009

An article I missed yesterday that’s worthy of attention:

On September 14, 1959, a deranged ex-convict detonated a suitcase full of explosives at Poe Elementary School in Houston, killing himself, his son, two students, a teacher, and a custodian.

This is an aspect of Houston history I was previously unaware of; I’m glad the Chron covered this.