View allAll Photos Tagged device
Psychiatrist Wilhelm Reich sold “orgone accumulators” like the three versions pictured here to capture a mysterious force used to treat a variety of serious diseases. FDA moved against the devices in the 1950s.
For more information about FDA history visit www.fda.gov/AboutFDA/WhatWeDo/History/default.htm
From the mean streets of New York, my friend Wendy brought me back a battery-operated bubble maker. I had no idea that bubble-making technology had advanced so far, and I had no idea that what my life, up til now, had been missing was one of these clever devices. You can keep your iPods and -Pads -- just give me my bubble maker.
In honor of the bubble maker, I am declaring this week Bubble Week. Prepare to be awash in a sea of bubbles (while I get this out of my system). Anyone care to join me? Let's all bubble!
These young recruits and their older instructors have assembled around a Blinkgerät – an optical device with which one may transfer messages between two points with eye-contact by using Morse-signs as light-signals. The picture was taken during a course at a Feld-Rekruten-Depot, one oft he young men wears the 74 on his shoulder boards indicating he most likely served in the 1. Hanoverian infatry-regiment No. 74. At least one ot the others wears a different number. So this is likely a course for men from different regiments. The picture was taken in the summer of 1918 – the worst is still to come…
For my coming Jabba's palace I've built some technical device. I've made an instruction to see how I used some SNOT-techniques.
Do you know "kotatsu"? I think it's a wonderful Japanese warming device during the winter...
Some says, once you put your legs under a kotatsu, you will find it hard to take them out of it!
Many thanks to all my Flickr contacts in 2011 and best wishes for a happy new year!
Spring equinox is near in our northern hemisphere, it is time to check and harvest our cameras for this period.
More about solargraphy at: solarigrafia.com
Everyone has a right to access our public lands, but few of Glacier's trails were created with accessibility in mind.
A first step to addressing limits to accessibility is to identify them.
Glacier and the National Park Service are using tools—like the orange, one-wheeled device pictured here in front of two people using hand cycles—to evaluate trails in the park using the High Efficiency Trail Assessment Process (HETAP).
HETAP identifies trail variables: grade, cross-slope, trail width, surface material, and more.
This data allows park managers to prioritize future trail improvements, and allow visitors in the future to make more informed decisions.
24/7 live-in maid sissy barbie wearing a yellow satin uniform with matching cap, gloves and shoes. The uniform is trimmed with black satin and lace.
Close up of the matching yellow padlock through the zip's pull tab and through the two metal rings of the collar. This prevents sissy barbie removing her uniform without permission of Mistress Lady Penelope. Mistress has found this form of discipline highly effective. Only when a long hard day's work has been completed to Mistress' satisfaction might the padlock key and the key to the servant's quarters be given to the maid. Naturally the key to the maid's chastity device is retained by her Mistress. Once sissy barbie has returned to the servant's quarters she can unlock the padlock and remove her uniform. As her petticoat has an attached bodice and shoulder straps, she cannot remove that until the uniform has been removed. After that she may don her nightie and begin her night's sleep, though being a 24/7 live in maid, she is always on call and she may well have to serve her Mistress wearing her nightie.
Sometimes when it is likely she will be called, she is not given the key to the padlock and has to sleep in uniform ready to 'scramble' within seconds of being called to serve. This does tend to flatten her petticoat unfortunately and that has to rectified the following day.
If the maid has been negligent in her duties in any way or does not pass Mistress Lady Penelope's inspection of her work and attire, she will not be given any keys but instead be locked in the sturdy steel cage in Mistress' dungeon as punishment. The cage has a hard floor and is too small for any more than a cat nap. All night the errant maid will be shifting from one uncomfortable position to another in the cold dark dungeon, not knowing the time. She will remain silent to avoid further punishment for waking her Mistress in her nice soft warm bed.
The maid will worry all night that she has angered her Mistress so much that Mistress Lady Penelope might decide to leave her locked up for two nights and the intervening day too. Sissy barbie knows that would be very severe punishment and will do everything humanly possible during her working day to avoid making her Mistress decide to do that. She also worries that perhaps Mistress Lady Penelope might be so busy that Mistress simply forgets to release her. The maid knows she is an insignificant convenience in Mistress Lady Penelope's life, Mistress might very well notice when she does not get her breakfast in bed but then forget that her maid is not cleaning the house, doing the laundry and all the other things she does unseen, Mistress Lady Penelope might get so excited by her social life that she forgets that her maid is locked in a little cage in the dungeon, dutifully remaining silent, not knowing whether it is day or night but acutely feeling the passage of every minute and regretting what she did to be receiving such severe punishment.
Sissy barbie will be waiting to hear her Mistress' footsteps and when she hears them, praying Mistress will come towards the dungeon door, unlock it and turn on the light. The maid will probably cower and quiver in case she is to be punished further, all the time hoping she is to be released, though she knows when that happens she will be required to begin a new days work, after a visit to the bathroom, fluffing out her petticoat and correcting whatever she did wrong the day before. The loss of one night's sleep is bad, but two nights in a row is torture, so the errant maid will be very careful not to risk another and will perform her duties to the letter despite being very weary. She will be extremely grateful to her Mistress for her release. The maid will have lost all track of time and if Mistress Lady Penelope is feeling magnanimous, might tell her maid how long she has been caged.
If you are interested in maid training, look at Mistress Lady Penelope's excellent free web site
You can make an appointment with Mistress Lady Penelope by calling 07970183024
Westbound empty tank train 687 rolls through B12 Interlocking at Franklin Park on 12/5/2020. NS SD70ACE 1068 and ES44AC 8058 provide the power. The train will be delayed at TowerB17 for a crew change and a change of rear-end device. James E. Lewnard photo.
This clever device is actually chopsticks for those, like me, who have never mastered the art of using real chopsticks. You grasp it beyond where the spring is and you can pick up all sorts of delectable goodies. Will put up the grasp picture in a bit.
…….Btw, I have no clue where I got these- probably a yard sale or donation store! Either here or maybe in the Netherlands when I was visiting my DD.
A few of the devices I use. The newest being the HP 2133 Mini-Note PC running SUSE Linux with the Gnome desktop.
I'll be using the Mini-Note as part of a colloaboration experiment at the Office 2.0 conference in San Francisco next week.
A Polish Army Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) specialist walks towards a suspected Improvised Explosive Device (IED) in his full bomb suit during exercise Northern Challenge 2017.
The exercise Northern Challenge is a multinational Bomb Disposal Exercise which takes place at the Icelandic Coast Guard facility in Keflavik, Iceland.
(For previous installments...check the set)
I finally got the last bits together.
Installed the rear light (very clever device, with 3 leds, 2 on the sides for improved visibility, and standlight, so the light doesn't go off when stopped, say waiting for a traffic light).
Installed the toeclips and straps (with a nice Cinelli red strap cap)
And finally installed a nice and classy bell, to make it safer (and law compliant) and give it a touch of charm.
In short:
Fully equipped fixed gear commuter, completely built by me (laced wheels and assembled every single component), the only think I couldn't do was retaping the threads, both bottom bracket and pedals (they were French, évidemment).
Lapierre frame in steel, Vitus 788 tubing (unknown date).
Dura Ace crankset, 42 T.
Wheels: Mavic Open Pro laced by me with DT competition spokes and:
Front, Shimano Dynamo hub Shimano DH-3N71
Rear, Formula hub, running a 15 Miche Primato cog (will change to 16 shortly).
Schwalbe Marathon Plus 700x25
Busch und Muller Lumotec IQ Fly senso plus front led light.
Herrmans Goggle rear led light.
KMC chain.
Shimano Tiagra aero brake levers.
Tektro R556 long reach calipers.
Tubus Fly rack.
SKS Mudguards.
Belleri stem and handlebar.
Brooks B17 saddle.
SR seatpost.
"Everyone who had serious philosophical conundra [on the subject of restoring your life from backup] just, you know, /died/, a generation before. The Bitchun Society didn't need to convert its detractors, just outlive them."
My new toy is a Nokia 770, which you can at this moment get on your doorstep for US$140. Add another $30 and get a big-ass memory chip for it, too.
Nokia released the N800 early this year, which has driven the cost of these puppies down significantly. There is not a huge difference in them, either. The N800 is slightly faster and sleeker and there's some software (like Skype) that will run on it only.
But, this is doing fine for me. I collected software and tips to make it kewl together into a single place.
It's pleasantly legible and usable as an e-book reader. I put a Zeroconf announcer and a secure-shell daemon on it.
I put a web server on it so all my gratis et libre e-books and 2GiB of music are reachable by anyone within wifi distance of me.
I have an instant-messaging program running, and if I'm on the 'Net (wifi or Bluetooth to mobile phone), I can make and receive VoIP 'phone calls. (So, lacking Skype isn't that big of a deal.)
Not that it's my bag, exactly, it emulates most of handheld game systems, and even old arcade games. The web browser is pretty good, and the RSS reader is sufficient. There's an email client, but I haven't tried it.
If the length so far of gushing enthusiasm isn't enough of a signal, I kinda like it.
in my quest to bring you unusual/unique things-- found this at ward's berry farm today. googled it when i got home and it is a device for taking the kernels off of a corn cob-- and i am assuming from the comments it works well on dried corn too.
This image is a First Day of Issue cover commemorating the 75th Anniversary of the Wright Brothers' first flight. It features a Colorano "Silk" cachet and the signature of Leonard Greene.
Details of the Cover:
Subject: The cover commemorates the 75th anniversary of Orville and Wilbur Wright's first powered flight, which occurred on December 17, 1903, at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina.
Stamp: It features a 31-cent US Airmail stamp (Scott Catalog #C92) issued in 1978, which depicts Orville and Wilbur Wright and a Wright Flyer aircraft.
Cachet: The "Colorano Silk" cachet is a full-color illustration printed on a satin-finish fabric and bonded to the envelope, framed with a gold embossed border. This style of cachet was popular among collectors for its unique look.
The "Colorano Silk" cachet was created by Ray Novak, the founder of Colorano Publishers. The company was established in 1965, initially specializing in maximum cards, before pivoting to first day covers (FDCs) in 1971.
Key Information:
Founder: Ray Novak (b. 1928 in Brooklyn, NY)
Company Name: Colorano Publishers (later Colorano Silk Cachets)
Inception of Silk Cachets: The first official Colorano "Silk" cachet FDC was for the "America's Wool" stamp issued on January 19, 1971.
Process: Inspired by French company Ceres' silk cachets, Novak developed a method to print full-color designs on satin-finish fabric and permanently bond them to envelopes with a golden embossed border. The unique, silky feel of the fabric gave the product its name.
Ownership Changes: Novak ran the company until his retirement in 1995, when he sold it to Paul Schmid. Schmid continued production until 2016, when the company was acquired by Mystic Stamp Company.
Ray Novak created a very popular and distinct style of first day cover that is recognizable to collectors by its unique fabric finish and bright illustrations.
Postmark: The circular date stamp (CDS) cancel is from Dayton, Ohio 45401, dated SEP 23 1978, which is the official first day of issue for this stamp.
Signature: The prominent handwritten signature is that of Leonard Greene. While general first day covers from this era typically have minimal value, an authentic signature could potentially add collector value, depending on the person's notability and the signature's provenance.
Leonard Greene (1918-2006) was a highly impactful American inventor, aerodynamics engineer, and philanthropist known for pioneering aviation safety technologies. He is most famous for inventing the aircraft stall warning device, a critical safety instrument now standard on virtually all fixed-wing aircraft worldwide.
Life and Work:
Aviation Safety Pioneer: Working as an aerodynamicist and test pilot for Grumman Aircraft during World War II, Greene witnessed a fatal stall accident. This led him to develop the stall warning indicator, which alerts pilots when a wing is in danger of losing the lift needed to stay airborne. This device has been called "the greatest lifesaver since the invention of the parachute".
LINK to video - Airplane Stall Warning Device - www.youtube.com/shorts/gCQkMQZz15c
Founder of Safe Flight: In 1946, Greene founded the Safe Flight Instrument Corporation to manufacture and market his inventions. The company became a leader in aviation safety, developing other crucial systems like automatic throttles and wind shear warning systems, which are now commonplace in modern aircraft.
Inventor & Innovator: Holding more than 200 patents, Greene's interests extended beyond aviation. His other inventions included a three-dimensional chess game and a device to help blind painters use musical notes to identify colors.
Philanthropist: Beyond his business success, Greene applied his wealth and expertise to charitable causes. He co-founded the Corporate Angel Network in 1981, a non-profit organization that arranges free transportation on corporate jets for cancer patients traveling to treatment centers.
Connection to Wright Brothers: Greene's signature on the First Day of Issue cover is a meaningful addition, as he was a major figure in the field of aviation safety and innovation, continuing the legacy of the Wright brothers by making flight safer for millions. He was inducted into the National Inventors Hall of Fame in 1991 for his contributions. LINK - www.invent.org/inductees/leonard-michael-greene#:~:text=L....
Inside the AT&T TSD-3600E Telephone Security Device, an encrypting telephone from 1993 based on the controversial Clipper Chip
The Clipper chip was the flagship component of a controversial National Security Agency-designed "key escrow" cryptography scheme, in which intercepted encrypted traffic could be decrypted easily by law enforcement or intelligence agencies for surveillance purposes. The program was extremely controversial and, in the end, not a success. Aside from the obvious fundamental problems (the security risks of having a large database of citizen's keys, the need to implement cryptography in expensive secret hardware, etc), the Clipper architecture had technical flaws that made it possible to circumvent the escrow features and preclude the possibility of law enforcement access. (See "Protocol Failure in the Escrowed Encryption Standard" [pdf format], for details.)
AT&T (my employer at the time) was the first (and ultimately only) company to build a commercial product based on the ill-fated system. The AT&T TSD-3600, announced in 1992, was a voice encryption device designed to be installed in a standard telephone (between the phone base and the handset). Calls placed to other TSD-3600-equipped telephones could be automatically digitized (at 4800bps) and encrypted, making eavesdropping on the conversation (by legal or illegal means) effectively infeasible. When the US government learned of AT&T's plans to market the device, it worried that criminals might used them to thwart wiretaps. Plans for a new encryption system with a wiretap backdoor were hurriedly drawn up by the NSA, and AT&T was persuaded to replace the regular (non-escrowed) DES-based encryption scheme in the original TSD product with the new system, called the Clipper chip. The Clipper-based model TSD-3600E hit the market in 1993. As incentive for AT&T's cooperation, the government agreed to purchase a significant quantity of Clipper-equipped TSD-3600Es, which sold for over $1000 each in quantity.
Hobbled by the controversial key escrow features and the high retail price, the government ended up being the TSD's only major customer, and even most of the units they bought sat unopened in storage for over ten years. AT&T, for its part, eventually sold off the division that produced the product.
I'm aware of five different TSD-3600 models produced between 1992 and the product's cancellation, differing in the cipher algorithm used. The TSD-3600D was the original, using standard DES with a 56 bit key. (These were quickly recalled and disappeared from the market after Clipper was announced). The 3600F was an exportable model that used a proprietary 40 bit cipher that, I was told, was "embarassingly" weak even given the short key. The 3600P used a proprietary 56 bit cipher similar to DES (but not inter-operable with the 3600D). The 3600E was the first controversial key escrowed model, with the then-classified Skipjack cipher and key escrow features implemented on a tamper-resistant MYK-78T Clipper chip. A later model, the 3600S, included a Clipper chip but would also downgrade (or upgrade, depending on your opinion of key escrow) to the F or P ciphers when communicating with those models. All five models use a Diffie-Hellman key exchange (768 bit, if I recall correctly) to establish a session key, a 4 character hash of which is displayed on each unit's LCD. To detect "man-in-the-middle" attacks, users could verify (by voice) that their displayed hashes matched.
This photo shows an open unit with its main circuit board exposed. The MYK-78T Clipper chip is visible in the far right of the board. The gray handset module at the front is a removable part that matches the unit to the audio and electrical levels of particular telephones.
Rodenstock Gerogon 240mm/9, Sinar P, BetterLight Super 6K-HS. Full resolution (6000x8000) version available.
Disclaimer: No emulsions were harmed in the making of this image.
Device : Nikon D7200 with 18-140 mm lens.
Location : Curzon Hall, Dhaka University.
Captured Date : 07 june 2016
Summersome ward. A cancer ward. I had an isolation room. I had been staring out of the window for what seemed like hours. I had been a patient here for so many days now that I had lost count. The rain was falling lightly on the windows, that fluffy rain that anyone with long hair dreads as it turns the hair frizzy. Not heavy enough to really warrant an umbrella, just a misery to endure if caught out in it. In short; a pain in the arse.
There was a quiet knock on my door and it was gently pushed open and in walked one of the ward doctors. I hadn’t spoken to him before but had seen him doing the rounds on the open wards. From what I understood he was the senior doctor. He lifted my notes from the bottom of the bed and read them, turning over each sheet and studying it. Glancing up at me every now and then and smiling before returning to the reading. He was a kind looking man, tall and thin with combed back jet black hair. His medical coat white and crisp, a single pen in the breast pocket.
“Good afternoon Jack, you won’t remember me from seeing you in critical care. I’m Dr Crusic, I’m the senior doctor on these wards. How are you feeling?”
I was always cautious of anyone introducing themselves with ‘you won’t remember me but…’. This was normally my subconscious warning me that the following experience was simply a morphine induced fantasy, an hallucination normally so real you could reach out to touch the people. Of course, you were never given the chance so the illusion remained.
“I’m okay I think. No real pain, still can’t sleep at night but that’s down to missing my duvet and the noises. How are you?” I asked.
He looked up from reading and smiled, replacing the notes on the bar of the bed, he slowly walked over to the chair in my room.
“I am very well thank you for asking, do you mind if I sit down?”
“I don’t mind at all please do” I gestured towards the chair with my open hand.
He sat down, opened his mouth to speak and then paused before leaning towards me, hands clasped in front of him. In my business we call this foreshadowing. Despite his friendly, calm demeanour I was getting an uncomfortable feeling.
“Jack, you have responded really well to the chemotherapy so far. The diabetes issues I am working closely with the hospital team to find the best solution for you. We need to determine whether you are type one or type two. It’s still unclear” he explained.
His head was cocked slightly to the side, a warming smile as he unclasped his fingers and brought them up to his chest as if praying.
I nodded to him that I understood what he was telling me and returning his smile.
“I don’t want to be unkind but I want to inform you so you understand what I am going to tell you based on the tests we have done. Do you understand?” he asked.
I slowly nodded to him. I felt cold again. Scared again.
“The recent scan has shown that the cancer hasn’t spread, or grown bigger. This is good news. However we have been monitoring your heart and we have recorded irregularities. We have grave concerns about this” he said shifting in the seat and leaning forward. Hands now clasped and rested on his knees. “Do you understand me Jack?” he added.
I nodded. “From what I can determine, and reading between the lines, my cancer will eventually kill me but my heart will stop way before then?” I replied.
Dr Crusic nodded back at me, there was a genuine sadness in his eyes. Or maybe it was merely a reflection of my own. We sat there in silence for minutes.
“We have an excellent counsellor here on Summersome, if you feel that you need to talk someone about this Jack, I can heartily recommend her. She will be able to help you. Would you like me to ask her to stop by tomorrow morning?” he asked standing up and making his way to the door.
He stopped at the open doorway and looked at me waiting for a reply.
“Yes, I would like you to do that please. Can I ask you something before you go?” I asked.
“Sure, how can I help?” he said closing the door and sitting back down opposite me.
“I’ve had…very vivid hallucinations in the past, mostly induced by the morphine. Are we having this conversation real world or are you, everything right now nothing more than an hallucination?”
Again, there was a sadness in his eyes. It was definitely there but of course if this was another illusion of mine then it was nothing more than something I had created.
“Jack, I understand why you would ask a question such as this. It is hard to comprehend or accept ones own passing, far easier for you to think that this conversation never happened. Dr Hardy, our counsellor would be able to help you with this and many other emotions and questions that you may have now and in the days ahead. I really think you should speak with her” he replied.
I nodded to him, didn’t feel anything else needed to be said.
“Is there anything else I can help with or get you before I go Jack?”
“No thank you doctor, I’m okay I think” I replied.
“I will check back on you in three days time, it was good to meet you Jack. Of course, should you need anything make sure to ring your room bell and one of the nurses will be right with you. Good bye” he said. Then he was gone the door slowly closing behind him.
I returned to looking out of the window, the rain was now much heavier and drumming against the windows. Rivulets of silvery beads battering the glass then finally falling away leaving no wake. I resumed my music application on my laptop, Visage Fade to Grey started playing quietly.
Another knock at my door and the nurse cheerfully asking to take my vitals. Blood pressure, a device they put over my finger, still not sure what that measures. Then the prick test. She asks me which finger and I hold my ring finger to her. Sharp pain and then she’s saying goodbye and out of the door.
Laying back on the bed and pulling the blankets over me, I was lost in my thoughts and closed my eyes. I felt a slight pressure on my shoulder, opening my eyes there was a nurse standing over me. Still very much drowsy I offered my arm to her.
“Jack it’s okay I’m Dr Hardy, I’m a counsellor. Dr Crusic asked me to stop in to see you before I left as he was concerned.”
She was leaning slightly towards me smiling. She continued to rest her hand on my shoulder, reassuring me. Dish water blonde tied up, down I imagined scrambled yellow hair cascading over her shoulders. She had tattoos down her arms, her ears pierced several times with hoops and studs. She had grey green eyes, not cold though. Petite but not a waif. I would guess she was late twenties, possibly a youthful early thirties. She had an energy to her, one that I could well imagine would be contagious.
“I wanted to introduce myself and ask whether I could have a chat with you tomorrow at eleven o’clock?” she asked.
This felt like a real experience, that she was really there. However I have been greatly deceived by my mind before as I have mentioned.
Another knock at the door and the nurse came in again cheerfully announcing it was time to check the vitals. I asked her that she had only just done that hadn’t she, I mean it felt like only fifteen minutes since I had last seen her.
“Oh bless you, two hours ago Jack, you had fallen asleep” the nurse replied as she wrapped the sleeve around my arm.
Turning to Dr Hardy, “that’s fine doctor, eleven o’clock tomorrow is perfect for me. As you can see I have busy schedule here each day but I’m sure my eleven slot is clear” I said jokingly.
“It’s a date, I will leave you with Claire and I will see you at eleven. Good bye Jack”. Dr Hardy left the room, pausing at the door to glance back at me and smile.
Nurse Claire had been talking to me but I hadn’t heard a word of it.
“Sorry Claire, I was miles away, what did you say?”
“My son listens to this band, he used to play this song all time when he was a teenager. Lovestruck teenager” she said raising her eyebrows and sighing.
“It’s Marillion and the song is Cinderella Search” I said.
“Yes of course, Marillion. I remember now. He would sit up in his room listening to this song endlessly.” She pauses for a moment. “Vitals are all good Jack, it will be Chloe taking over for the night checks. Have a good evening” and with that she was out of the door.
“Welcome to the Circus” I said to myself and went back to staring out of the window. Neither one of us (wants to be the first to say goodbye) drifted lazily around the room. I pulled the blankets up to my chin and closed my eyes. I could hear the rain pelting the windows once more, it was going to be a long night.
The room went silent. Shouting from somewhere on the ward startled me. The toilet opposite my room flushed. The noise of a drip trolley gliding over the tiled floor. The heavy footfall of someone in the corridor. Screaming. The incessant beating of the rain against the windows. The thunderous sound of a crash trolley being wheeled outside in the corridor. The screaming came to an abrupt halt. The sound of something metallic hitting the floor. I pulled the blankets tighter around me.
If you enjoy this content, please consider buying me a coffee at www.buymeacoffee.com/grifandesqz- Thank you.
I am diagnosed with terminal stage 4 colon cancer that has metastasised to my liver. I now have Type 1 or Type 2 diabetes and as a result of the colon cancer, I have an ileostomy called Elvis.
In preparation for the FAFM photo for "Smoke", I had to make this make-shift 'smoke producing device' to create the smoke for the photo. As always, I have the correct 'supervision' so as to prevent accidents. The string produced a longer trail of smoke so I could take multiple photos and then choose the best one for the FAFM group. While not 'perfect' (and even a two-wick candle didn't suffice with sufficient smoke after extinguishing) this string would smolder for over a minute. The can is a clean tuna can, and the wire is 14-gauge copper wire.