Abe Kas

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TO: Lt. Cmdr. Cyiv Chief Engineer, USS Challenger. From: Lt. j.g. Abe Kas, Assistant Engineer, USS Challenger. Subject: Method of Qu'noS Atmosphere Particulate Removal The following items were used, which are modifications to existing technology, to effect the removal. 1. Transport Enhancers – Triangular Large Volume: Standard linear models were found to not allow focusing of transporter beams on large volumes of space in three dimensions. Designing a triangular model allows for cone and cubic shapes of space to be accurately targeted and transported. See Cyiv designs for details. 2. Probe Modifications: The transport enhancers need to be stabilized and held virtually motionless in relation to each other, in three dimensions. Using existing targeting and range-finding technology, networking and auto piloting software, in-place Klingon navigation satellites, and simple PADD storage and computing devices, the necessary guidance systems and zero-vibration adapter can be constructed. New thruster modules are required to provide micro-maneuvering abilities in the atmosphere at 60,000 feet (20 Km) are required, and CO2 based designs are attached. See Kas(1) and Kas(2) designs for details. 3. Workbee Shuttle – Used to deploy modified probes, and to refuel them between deployment sites are required. The probes used could not carry the fuel needed for extended flights and still maintain a low enough amount of mass to retain maneuverability required. See Kas(3) designs for manipulator waldoe modifications and CO2 refueling delivery systems. Results: A volume of 1 cubic kilometer can be scanned, and the appropriate particulate matter identified with a 92% efficiency and transported per cycle. The resulting matter is condensed into a solid mass similar to the ore that was once mined for energy production on the moon Praxis. Approximately 5,200 transports will be required, taking approximately 2 years with a modest sized fleet. The atmosphere will then take approximately 10 years to become rebalanced, and produce oxygen at previous levels. See attached Savros report for calculations. It is recommended that the fleet of Klingon transport ships used previously to transport the ore from Praxis now be used to accept the transported matter. Disposition of the ore, and its usefulness in energy production, has not been examined.

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"Odd Couple" Remake for Animal TV Channel goes Wrong! "It bored me to death!"

FRENCH NOW DRINK MORE WATER THAN WINE! Boeing & Air France unveil new re-stocking techniques to meet demands of passengers.

Yea! I hate watching a re-run of a show that cuts off before the end. :D

"Fight Back! Eat the Young!" it said on the cover of the homecomputer-made Birthday card. Now, if I just had a funny picture, I could use this for the Caption Contest! Humm, maybe a birthday party picture of N'Dak..... ::Sets down a case of 2457 Root Beer with a smile and shakes N'Dak's hand::

::aboard Workbee #3:: Computer, open duty log, star date 10808.26, 1.2 hours into flight. Thinking to himself, alone in his enclosed cabin. "It's nice to fly in new ships, and this Workbee hadn't been flown on more than a few check flights done for acceptance into our group of them. With its manipulator waldoes we configured to hold an zero-vibration adapter which in turn held a microstabilization platform attached to a highly modified transport enhancer's support struts, I can fly around positioning the four of them from one way point to another and look at the landscape below. I get a nice picture, up here at 20Km." "Cyiv figured it out, and had re-formed the standard linear model into a triangular-shaped design. He's going to submit the design to the academy boys for refinement, but he's sure no one has come up with something like this before. Well, time to get to work. " Begin recording: I have arrived at the assigned way point, for the 750 meter test profile, and am detaching unit 2 now. Data communications link active and transporter enhancer system in standby mode. Estimate 1.5 minutes to place unit 3. End recording. Backing away from the little craft floating with the wind, watching the little spurts from the transport enhancer unit, its thrusters keeping it in the 1 meter thick spherical layer of atmosphere they were trying to clean, Abe flew to the next way point in the navigation system. He thought about how the platform was capable of holding its position relative to three others in an equilateral pyramid formation as steady as if they were sitting on the ground. "I had to make up a single three axis thruster unit, so it could fly for the 15 minutes it took per test. Cute little thing, but had to use some of my root beer equipment on the first ones to be able to use the propellant available to us, good ol' CO2 gas, liquefied. Loaded some communications and navigation programs and connected a few laser rangefinders from parts of a phaser rifle to a data pad for computer system to make these able to control themselves. If this works with this jury-rigged gear, then someone can design a nice one later. " A few minutes later, 750 meter test complete, Kas has flown back to retrieve and refuel the four small transport enhancers. They each needed to be reconnected with one of the manipulators so it could be taken to the next set of way points, the 1 kilometer test. Along the way, Kas check the pressure levels, and opened valves so the CO2 fuel chamber was reloaded. Computer, please display test results on secondary display. An hour later, a big smile was seen on his face as Abe stepped out of Workbee #3 aboard the Challenger. One of the flight deck PO takes hold of Abe's flight gear and helmet, handing him a root beer as they asked him about the results and talked about his flight, and what Qo'noS looked like from 20Km.

http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2008/03/...nteractive.html I love the name "God-Particle" and look forward to their findings.

But Mom, what do you mean? "Go outside" to play with the water-hose?

I'm just wondering about this guy showing up here! It's one thing to be a little weird about ST, but to the point where your wife leaves??? Whats that saying GET A LIFE!

Andorians for the Biathalon. But that's a winter sport. Klingons for Fencing, Telerites for wrestling, Caitians in hijump, and Betazoid for volleyball.

: on Deck 16, In Cargo Bay 2 :: Savros has just come in with three of the standard-issue 0.5 cubic meter science containers, suitable for radioactive non-explosive matter. The Cargo Bay is full of equipment and supplies for the Klingon's home world, and Abe is over at the Transporter Room 2 controls. "Hey Savros, come on over here. I stopped in the Crew Lounge upstairs and picked up some Root Beers for us while we work." Savors looked at Abe holding out a bottle of Root Beer to him. "Mr. Kas." The cargo bay doors closed and Savros stopped, with a Vulcan look expressing his confusion over Abe's seemingly lackadaisical approach to his duties. Abe got up with both Root Beers and extended one to Savros. "Dude, look. By the way, the Lt. j.g embroidery looks good on you. Now, I know what you were going to say…" Abe noticed the Vulcan's gaze and stopped himself. "Telepathic attributes are not a Human capability I am aware of, Mr. Kas." Savros folded his arms looking curiously at the offered Root Beer. "No thank you." "It's one of those similes some of us humans are fond of saying, L-T." Abe sipped his drink and wondered if his Vulcan companion's inquisitive nature extended not just into the sciences, but also into the nature and behavior of Humans. "We often compare two unlike things to explain them. Like when I told you about how 'hot' Jenny looked to me." Savros nodded. "Yes, I believe I understand. She appeared 'hot' to you not because of any quantitative comparison of her surface temperature to the subjects in your atmospheric classes, but because of how her appearance and physical characteristics created the reaction of an increase in your emotional and libido levels." Abe nodded as he drank more of his root beer. "Ah. You don't know what you're missing!" He took another drink. "As you get to know me better, you'll find that I'm not like a lot of other Federation officers. I didn't go to the Academy 'By-the-Bay'. I got my SF commission through the Earth Cargo Service University in the SF Officer Training program, up in the 'Mountains'. Just like when I say 'I'll be there in 5 minutes,' it means I'll be there in less than 20 minutes or so." Abe spreads his arms out to his sides, Root Beer in one of them. "I know it took me more than 10 minutes to get here." Savros decided to be polite. He had studied humans for the better part of a decade and thought it best to encourage Mr Kas in his pontification. "I believe I understand, but you do realize you're misleading information can have deleterious ramifications. You may want to be more precise, given your profession." "You're just mad that you took, what was it, oh yeah, uh '7.25' minutes to get here instead of the '7.2' minutes you said. Humans, or at least myself, are much more tolerant in these matters. But, let me tell ya, you find something off by so much as..." Abe holds up one hand, thumb and finger almost touching, squinting as he looks in between them at Savros "..even this much variance in a critical system." Abe smiled, moved his finger from left to right and said, "You won't find anyone in Engineering being imprecise when it counts." Together they walked over to the transporter console. Lieutenant Kas finished the last bit of his drink and began again to work. "I'm still reading in some of my Marriage and Family Counselor digests on Vulcan and Human marriages." He lowered himself to the floor and climbed into the console. "I especially admired the relationship of Ambassador Sarek and his recently departed wife, the late Lady Amanda Grayson. Spanner." Abe paused, holding out his hand. Savros did not seem to get the gesture at first. Then, locating the Isolinear Spanner on the nearby cart, he passed it to the engineer's open hand. "If you're interested, I recommend you read Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus written more than two centuries ago." The Vulcan considered his words. It was unusual to be counseled by a human on relationships. He wondered if somehow he exhibited some sort of emotion showing that particular need. Mr Kas could not know his feelings, he decided. Just a random bit of information that interests him. It's fascinating how humans strike a cord with casual conversation. Abe pulled himself from out of the console and stood up. "Now we see if it works." He pressed a few buttons on the console. Instantly some smoke began rising from under the console. He discontinued the experiment. "I think I misaligned it." Quickly he returned under the console to troubleshoot the problem. The Vulcan stood there, unable to assist as he had little knowledge of transporters. "Perhaps I should bring up the manual," he suggested. "No. No. It's not in the manual. I'm altering the scanning buffer so that it will accept my input on particle filtration. You see, transporters weren't designed to filter dust. Fortunately, they have been modified to filter microorganisms. Same principle really." Abe spoke as he continued working under the console. "Facinating. I have never known a passion for engineering, but now see some appeal."

Brian, you're absolutely right. I'm guessing that as the previous winner, I get to select the next one. Travis, for your timely comment, I select you as the winner! Give 'im his medal and roses! Wait, wait,....there's an appeal! We'll return as soon as our producers figure out how to make this into a drama and soap opera, and make as much money as we can off it! By the way, does anyone else see a resemblance of those three to the Chinese girls gymnastic team?

Sorehl, Don't forget to add a Panda! I'm also thinking that, while I'm not assigned to the Red Star, and the fact that the 'Experience' is closing, one of their pictures might work.

I think we have to look at something similar, like http://www.eve-online.com to see what's coming. When I took a look at their site statistics, they had 30,000 players on-line. Cryptic sounded like they are going to basically create an Eve-like world, only using Star Trek cannon instead of coming up with their own stuff. I have come to appreciate the intimacy of STSF. I don't want to be part of 30,000, I want to be part of 30. Much more like a family that way, and much more friendly. It's also nice to know that, let's see, there were 2,997 before me, and more coming every day. Players from the past drop by and give us the benefit of their experiences. New players are evaluated by GMs and put into teams with where they are going to be happy. Oh, did I mention that STSF is free too??? I like that!!! Maybe we should have a donation site for upgrades you GMs think we should get, but can't afford. I'd send in a few strips of latinum.

Makes my day. Now I just need to change my background, or whatever it's called in Vista....

:: The door closes behind him as Kas enters his quarter. He sees his pictures of his pet birds sitting in his cage, while he anticipates their arrival. He looks at his hands and thinks about how dirty he is from cleaning the probes after their return to Challenger. He looks again at his picture of his birds and thinks about the Dog the Challenger gave to the Klingons. The probes were so dirty, how could people OR pets survive for very long in air polluted with such radiation. :: :: He’s got a few minutes for cleaning up in his quarters before returning to Engineering. He moves around to where he’s standing in front of the mirror above the sink. Splashing water into his face, he scrubs up with some soap. He rinses, then grabs a towel and dries off face. Looking intently in the mirror at himself, talking only to himself:: That’s it! Mirrors!

However you think of it, having real silver in these days could be a good thing. Keep the Morgan in your safe deposit box.

Get in it and drive!

::grabs a Root Beer and pours into mug:: Thank you TMir, and thank you to all of my worthy competitors. In light of the start of the 2008 Olympics, I give you my entry for this hallowed competition. From http://english.people.com.cn/index.html B) ::drinks, foam dripps, dripps, dripps,,,,until madness takes over::

::entering personal quarters during lunch break:: Computer, open personal log. I was hoping Natalie wanted to join me to watch the tractor beams bring the probes back on board. I’m wondering where she was, since she didn’t respond to my pages. Well, like my Marriage and Family Counseling teachers always pointed out, sometimes what one person is interested in the other doesn’t even know exists. Ah well, I know that my five little bird friends will be joining me soon. With the Captain’s change to orders, we’re now allowed to bring pets aboard as long as they’re under 20 kilograms. I’m looking forward to harvesting some of their eggs for gunkan sushi toppings. Nothing like raw parakeet eggs on top of smelt eggs! I wonder if the protein resequencers even have smelt eggs in their data base. Maybe the Klingons have some fish around that would be a good substitute. Computer, close log. ::exits quarters and returns to duty station in engineering::

Paint THAT for only $49.95 Earl Scheib! (Oops, forgot that it's 2008, not 1968.)

I was given a gold mine of science fiction books, about 100 old paperbacks "Astounding Science Fiction" published by Street & Smith. We're talking 25 cents a book, circa 1944 and older. What a reflection on the attitudes of people back then. What was really nice was some of the actual science papers they included. Stuff we take for granted now, like mesons and other sub-atomic particals, were only theory back then. Those short stories, and even some of the two and three part series, were a very entertaining format. Which is why I really liked "The Lives of Dax" because you could pick it up anywhere along in the story and be done with reading it in a short period of time.

Thanks to those who have made suggestions. I'll give you a hint: It is a coincidence. More hints frequently. An answer will be given July 4th, the day of the largest amount of consumption of the best beverage in the Universe! The prize for the winner: A case of 2457 Root Beer for your entire crew! Just let me know when you would like it delivered (to your sim, silly!) Also, to those of you out there that are artisticly inclined, design a label for the company. I'll take your suggestions and put them up for everyone to see and vote on them. All entries will get a case of 2457 Root Beer for you and your crew!