Saturday, January 31, 2009

Glad its the weekend

At this moment, I am watching the Millrose games (Track and Field Meet) in Palo Alto with coffee. The weekend is here and Im glad to get away from the base. 

It was an interesting week at work;  A lot went wrong, but a lot got done.   I learned how to plumb high-pressure tanks, and we figured out how to deliver really high pressures for long periods of time by using several Nitrogen tanks as resrovoirs.   Its a lot of draining work, cranking on plumbing for hours on end, but when it works, its worth it.

The highlight of the week was either when we managed to get 4 tests done in a single pumpdown, or when Ken took me out to lunch at In-n-Out.   I found some more things on the secret-menu worth trying (try "double everything" and "extra pickles" and "add peppers"- tasty).  

It seems that the facility was working better this week, letting us get more tests in, and get the absolute coolest high-speed video that Ive ever seen.  When I watched the high-speed film back  after we fired, it looked like a massive explosion welling up under the ground and bursting free way up into the air.  I should post some videos on here or something.  But, since the explosion is so violent, and flings so much debris into the air, my Boss is pretty concerned that the Rover that is being lowered down will be completely slammed in cover.    Not the best news for the MSL...  but still, it looks cool.

Im going to enjoy the Mile race on TV (go Willis!) and go running in Palo Alto.  Time to Enjoy the weekend....

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Ready? Go! 'click'


So for the first time since beginning work on the MSL site-alteration testing (which was January 15th), 7 days of (frustrating at times) work have resulted in our FIRST successful vacuum pump-down.   We even got some good data too! 

Like I said before, Ive gotten to know the facility manager, Ken, pretty well the last few days.  He plays some great music in the control room while we work.  All obscure, indie, progressive, scandinavian bands with wild names like "Porcupine tree".  While Anita (my boss) and Manish (my research parter) argue about which Nitrogen tank configuration is the best for a 1 second burst, Ken tells me about the best underground rock venues in the bay area.  Did I mention Ken is in  his early 60's ?    We talk track and field (he used to be a pole vaulter) while performing the manual labor for the project ( hauling 200+  50lb bags of crushed walnut shells from the loading dock and dumping them into the test-bed!)

Anyway, I operate the computer systems for our tests.  I control a high speed camera pointed at the test-bed, which films the jet blasting the soil away when it fires.   I also control the pressure transducer and solenoid valves on the thruster ( basically, I fire the thing when im told to ) and record the measured pressure of the Nitrogen in the nozzle when it is fired.   This tells us how powerful the jet was after each test, and if we were close enough to the desired pressure.  After each test, I save all the data in a organized way onto an external hard drive.  

Since today was the first time the NASA steam plant (power plant)  was operational and pulling a vacuum, we knew it would be our first chance at actually running a test.   To get down to 0.05 torr (mars atmosphere), it takes 45 minutes to an hour of continuous pumping, which is absolutely incredible considering how massive the chamber is.   When the moment finally came to run the test, it was pretty much up to me to 1) click Record on the high speed camera 2) Activate the pressure transducer and 3) fire the thruster.   The only problem is, the high speed camera only records 4 seconds of footage before shutting off/running out of memory, so if i click the buttons too slow,  I essentially fire the thruster AFTER the camera finishes recording.

My hands were shaking so bad, I thought I was going to shit the bed for sure.  I don't even want to think what Anita would of said if I messed up.  (we have to smooth out the 9'x6' bed of martian soil perfectly before each test, wait an hour to pump down, and then wait another hour to pump back up to normal before anyone can enter the chamber, so if the thruster blasts the soil without any images of it happening, thats an entire wasted pump-down).   Did I mention it costs $10,000 a day just to use a portion of the power that the steam plant produces? Its like $25,000 to rent it completely. 
  I held my breath for about a minute- but It worked.  I was very relieved to say the least.

After spending the rest of the day setting up for the next test, I got back to my room around 4- and crashed hard.  I was just exhausted and it seems like Ive been sleeping 12 hours a day. (and working the other 12). I haven't gotten to run since Tuesday, so im going to get off the base and head out for a run in the morning before work tomorrow.    

A sunrise over the bay should look pretty sweet.

Later~

Down Time

Well, we've been having a lot of problems here at the PAL chamber.  I seem to be the only one who isn't freaking out about things (mainly because im not paying for any of the testing...), but the facility manager, Ken, has been very cool in the meantime.

Its been an intense week with long long long hours in the facility- Something I didn't expect- especially since I was told that we would be done by 3 pm every day.  Its been more like 7 or 8 pm.  Did I mention that we have to be in the building, ready to roll at 6 am every morning?  yeah.... long hours.

Anyway, the holiday weekend was great and I got to see a lot of Gall, Seabass, and Bauer.   Gall took me to the city of Pacifica (on the Pacific ocean, no less) for an awesome run, and we spent the afternoon with Seb in Berkeley.    This was also the day where I ate more garlic than any other day in my life- mainly due to cheering and dares from Gall and Seb.  If you ever get a chance to go to Barney's burgers in North Oakland (i hope thats the name), get the fries- but ask them to toss them in chopped garlic.  You won't regret it, until maybe a few hours later.  After, we caught the San Jose vs. Detroit hockey game that night. Great day.

The rest of the week was spent doing work for the MSL test project.  I haven't had any time whatsoever outside of the testing to do any school work; I hope to catch up soon so I don't get fucked when I get back to Ann Arbor.

Time to pump down- I'll get back soon
Sorry to cut it short- we have authorization for a full-Vacuum pump-down

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Busy, but not too busy for Pictures

Check out a few pictures from my first few days of work-

At this link.

and enjoy this movie too.

Its only January but...

The fact that I still have to do work for my classes absolutely ruins a good time.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Arrival in San Jose

My flight left at 6:30 am.

and I stayed up all night packing.

I re-packed and re-packed so I could fit everything I could. After packing running clothes and dress clothes, there isn't too much room for anything else...

Once 3:55 am came around, the airport shuttle driver was at my door and I was off to DTW. I was perfectly fine until the ride to the airport, when I started nodding off and couldn't keep my eyes open. Manish, the graduate student I'm working with, quickly payed the driver and we ran out of the winter hell of Michigan, into the terminal. By the way, the new Detroit terminal isn't nearly as nice as McNamera. Just saying.

In a drowsy haze, we boarded the plane and wound up in Denver. Damn. Still cold. At least there were mountains to look at, but I was more concerned with getting on the next flight and getting back to sleep. I passed out cold the entire flight, and woke up to the glaring Sun-light and the jolt of the landing Airbus.

"Southern-California, Allllll right!" Exclaimed Manish (really embarrassingly loud).
"Its Northern California, dude", I corrected him. "We're in northern California."

We exited out of the back of the aircraft (weird)- and I walked down the staircase to the view of a massive mountain in the distance and 72 degree heat hitting me in the chest like a Lamarr Woodley tackle. Now, we're just waiting for an airport shuttle, keeping caffeinated, and trying to kill time. Its great sitting by the doors to the airport- whenever they open, its WARM air blasting my face instead of cold.

Its good to get out of the Midwest.