Conversation with #ussatlantis at Wed Jul 4 20:52:37 2012 on (irc)

(20:52:37) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: Atlantis sleeps in spacedock, getting some well-deserved rest while enjoying a minor refit and engine upgrade. Shore leave has been granted to anywhere within the Sol system.
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(20:59:15) CdrTKirr [TKirr@50.89.qt.vm] entered the room.
(21:04:12) EnsignJohnTChance [] entered the room.
(21:04:38) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(21:04:55) EnsignJohnTChance: And good evening to you!
(21:05:08) DoctorTav [bryan@50.89.qt.vm] entered the room.
(21:05:24) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya, Doc
(21:05:28) DoctorTav: Good evening all, and hello to the sleeping Urist
(21:05:51) EnsUrist: zzz
(21:06:04) EnsignJohnTChance: Should somebody maybe wake him up?
(21:06:15) VAdmBlackthorne: Never awaken a sleeping Tellarite.
(21:07:38) DoctorTav: Hey, we have a good portion of people here tonight. That works on two levels, and T'Kirr and I have Chance o'er for the Fourth. And of course,
(21:07:38) DoctorTav: May the Fourth Be With You... Always.
(21:07:38) DoctorTav: I can hear Blackthorne groaning as we speak
(21:08:01) DoctorTav: I beat everyone to it.
(21:08:12) VAdmBlackthorne: :facedesk:
(21:08:31) DoctorTav: Was that really too much for a palm?
(21:09:36) VAdmBlackthorne: Yep!
(21:10:29) EnsUrist:
(21:10:54) VAdmBlackthorne: Exactly.
(21:11:20) DoctorTav: The fact that there is an actual site for that is kinda scary.
(21:11:22) VAdmBlackthorne: Well, we do have half the crew here, and we are on shore leave...
(21:11:28) EnsUrist:
(21:11:46) EnsUrist: and there's no busard which means TERRIBLE ENGINEERING
(21:11:51) DoctorTav: So, how many more are there?
(21:12:12) VAdmBlackthorne: How many more what?
(21:12:57) DoctorTav: How many more sites
(21:13:06) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(21:13:38) EnsignJohnTChance: How many roads must a man walk down....Forty two!
(21:14:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright then, let's continue our shore leave. Love all the logs lately, keep it up! (Chance, yours is long, still reading!)
(21:15:01) EnsUrist: is not what I was expecting
(21:15:06) EnsignJohnTChance: Ah, yes...but well worth the effort!
(21:15:13) VAdmBlackthorne: (not going to that one)
(21:15:21) DoctorTav: I don't think he has any other style but long. Why say in ten words what you could say in a hundred?
(21:15:59) VAdmBlackthorne: And just as a reminder, authors like getting comments on their logs!
(21:16:41) DoctorTav: You're right, Urist. I would not have expected that.
(21:16:45) EnsignJohnTChance: Point well taken. So read mine. It's really bitchin.
(21:17:57) VAdmBlackthorne: You're right, that is not what I expected, thankfully.
(21:18:26) DoctorTav: Yes. Thankfully is kinda key to that one.
(21:18:30) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright, let's get going.
(21:18:37) DoctorTav: Give us just a second
(21:18:42) VAdmBlackthorne: OK
(21:18:44) EnsignJohnTChance: Time
(21:18:45) DoctorTav: We are finishing a log that takes place before this sim
(21:18:59) DoctorTav: Rather, editing it
(21:23:33) EnsignJohnTChance: So, while we wait...for the fourth TKirr and I put together a barbecue grill while Tav burned the crap out of some beans. Then we grilled hot dogs and ate them outside with chips while the air freshener inside took care of the burnt beans aroma. Then we drank a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon while trying to explain the concept of barbecuing to Andy
(21:24:23) EnsignJohnTChance: Tav and TKirr's roomate, who was having a difficult time understanding where the cooking heat from briquettes came from.
(21:24:34) DoctorTav: And it still smells like burnt beans in here if you walk in.
(21:24:52) VAdmBlackthorne: Ha, sounds fun.
(21:27:03) EnsignJohnTChance: Last time I was over hear TKirr and I were riding carpet skates.
(21:27:24) EnsignJohnTChance: That was just before a light saber duel.
(21:28:20) EnsignJohnTChance: Why am I suddenly getting hungry for beans again?
(21:28:24) CdrTKirr: Sorry for the delay
(21:29:05) CdrTKirr: SOMEONE was here distracting us from finishing. <_<
(21:29:23) DoctorTav: It's up. And it hints at what is going to happen this evening
(21:30:01) VAdmBlackthorne: Well, it'll have to be quick. I understand there are fireworks pending, which leaves us with about 30 minutes of sim time.
(21:30:12) CdrTKirr: Yeah
(21:30:16) DoctorTav: We'll play more with it next week
(21:30:25) CdrTKirr: Not that you all have time to read it
(21:30:25) DoctorTav: We only need a few lines to bring it about
(21:30:27) EnsignJohnTChance: Yes, actually I brought over fireworks too!
(21:30:35) EnsignJohnTChance: And an apple pie!
(21:30:41) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's roll.
(21:30:57) CdrTKirr: Mm... do we need attention for shore leave?
(21:30:58) DoctorTav: :: AA ::
(21:31:07) DoctorTav: :: relaxes ::
(21:31:14) VAdmBlackthorne: Nope!
(21:31:22) EnsignJohnTChance: AA
(21:31:32) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:31:33) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:31:34) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:34:21) EnsUrist: ::Goes into engineering after running out of bartenders to insult while drinking into oblivion and complaining about everything. The roof and floor of main engineering are gutted.::
(21:34:32) EnsUrist: o_O
(21:35:11) CdrHarper: :: has returned to New York City, the site of her last bout of shore leave, and is back at the Roxy eating a bacon cheeseburger and matzo ball soup, still unaware of the faux pas in that ::
(21:35:13) EnsUrist: Random Spacedock Guy> ::Salutes::
(21:35:28) EnsUrist: Don't salute me! I'm an Ensign! No one salutes me!
(21:35:39) EnsUrist: Random Spacedock Guy> :???:
(21:35:54) DoctorTav: Nurse > I think someone wants to see you.
(21:35:58) DoctorTav: Huh?
(21:36:16) DoctorTav: Nurse > :: points to the window of the chamber ::
(21:36:21) EnsUrist: Who are you, and why are you ruining the engine room and thus guaranteeing that I'll get my skull bashed in?!
(21:36:42) EnsUrist: RSG> … We're installing the new drive…?
(21:37:00) EnsUrist: What new drive?! No one ever tells me anything!
(21:37:32) EnsUrist: RSG> … Are you here to oversee the...
(21:37:34) EnsUrist: SPEAK!
(21:37:42) EnsUrist: RSG> …refit?
(21:37:57) LtKuari [TKirr@50.89.qt.vm] entered the room.
(21:37:58) DoctorTav: :: turns his head as the nurse moves out of the way to see the small window of the hyperbaric chamber, with a face full of Kuari ::
(21:38:02) EnsUrist: No, but I'll do it anyway! What's broken and what am I fixing?
(21:38:22) EnsUrist: RSG> Sir, no offense...
(21:38:25) EnsUrist: NO OFFENSE?!
(21:38:47) EnsUrist: RSG> Do you know the whereabouts of LtCdr Busard?
(21:39:18) EnsUrist: WHO CARES? I'm in charge! You just said it! Now tell me what this apparatus is and what it does and what I'm going to do when it breaks.
(21:40:52) EnsUrist: RSG> It's the first production quantum slipstream drive; it uses the <insert technobabble here> to <insert more technobabble here>. It's half the reason we- she's been in spacedock so long.
(21:41:00) VAdmBlackthorne: :: after their cable car ride, he and T'Kirr have ended up in Golden Gate Park ::
(21:41:07) EnsUrist: Hurm.
(21:41:38) LtKuari: :: yells out something to the window that Tav doesn't hear but makes the nurses outside flinch ::
(21:42:05) EnsUrist: Where does the waste heat go?
(21:42:19) EnsUrist: RSG> …Uhm, it uses the same
(21:42:27) EnsUrist: GOOD I need that to make lunch.
(21:42:46) EnsUrist: RSG> ::Almost but not entirely sure that this guy is Emperor Norton of Atlantis.::
(21:42:50) DoctorTav: :: looks at Kuari, and sees her head move a bit, hears a little of something, but can't hear what she said ::
(21:43:19) CdrTKirr: :: appreciates all the carefully-shaped gardens of many colors and elevations ::
(21:43:37) DoctorTav: Nurse Outside Chamber > Ma'am. Here. Use this. :: hands Kuari a medical communicator ::
(21:43:49) EnsUrist: RSG> So should I just turn all this technical material over to you?
(21:44:00) EnsUrist: Are you going to fix the floor first?
(21:44:07) VAdmBlackthorne: Well, we could go out on the lake, they have boat rentals, or there's the Japanese tea garden, or the flower conservatory... ::gestures in the general direction of each:
(21:44:07) EnsUrist: RSG> The ceiling.
(21:44:33) LtKuari: :: grabs the communicator and fumbles with the small buttons before switching it on :: Tav! You okay?
(21:44:51) EnsUrist: We don't need ceilings. Fix the floor. I'll look over this crap. Busard is too busy to read it. Asks me to summarize it.
(21:45:03) EnsUrist: RSG> Aye, sir!
(21:45:06) CdrTKirr: Flower Conservatory? I find the floral species of Earth fascinating.
(21:45:08) EnsUrist: Piss off.
(21:45:33) EnsignJohnTChance: :: John stares out the side window as the shuttle moves away from the red planet Mars. He wonders how long it will be until he sees his home again. He decides he'll need a rest before returning. Sitting back in his seat, he pushes a button to select an inflight movie ::
(21:46:14) DoctorTav: :: is continually gaining the ability to move and speak, but very slowly. He turns his head more to the window now, not just his eyes :: Hi, Kuari. Actually, I don't know. What happened?
(21:46:21) VAdmBlackthorne: :: doesn't share her fascination, but smiles and they head off toward the giant white wooden greenhouse ::
(21:46:22) EnsUrist: ::RSG and his crew stop working on putting the ceiling back together and start banging floor tiles back onto the raised floor. Urist reads the operations manual for Federation Quantum Slipstream Drive Mark 1.::
(21:47:43) EnsignJohnTChance: :: He decides it would be fun to watch "Abbott and Costello Go to Mars." He selects the film and sets watch it. Not quite as funny as he might have hoped, he soon falls asleep. ::
(21:47:50) LtKuari: :: droops :: I'm sorry. It's... my fault.
(21:48:33) DoctorTav: :: winces as his splitting headache takes over, and the nurse inside the chamber notices. Quickly she applies a hypospray, and the pain all but subsides. Tav looks at the nurse :: Thanks. :: looks back to the window :: What do you mean?
(21:48:36) EnsUrist: HEY!
(21:48:40) EnsUrist: RSG> !
(21:48:47) EnsUrist: RSGc1> !
(21:48:50) EnsUrist: RSGc2> !
(21:49:09) EnsUrist: This thing can't possibly work! You're going to get us all killed!
(21:49:38) EnsUrist: RSG> You'll need to ask the designers about that. We just install it.
(21:50:11) EnsignJohnTChance: :: He begins to dream. He dreams about Green Orion women dancing half naked in a huge open room with marble floors. It isn't as exciting as it might seem, since all of the dancing women either look like Abbott or Costello. ::
(21:50:40) EnsUrist: All these docs are for Intrepid class bioneural goop, this is an isolinear boat!
(21:51:01) VAdmBlackthorne: :: they enter the centuries old wooden structure ::
(21:51:13) EnsUrist: RSG> Take it up with the designers.
(21:51:42) DoctorTav: :: Tav inexplicably feels... a sorrow not his own. The ascent comes back to him, but as if a forgotten dream. ::
(21:52:21) EnsUrist: The waste heat from the slipstream was dumped into the warp core BNC on Voyager! You do that with iso lines they're going to either melt or underclock to worthlessness!
(21:52:28) EnsUrist: ::Throws PADDs around::
(21:53:58) EnsUrist: RNG> Do you want us to halt the install?
(21:54:12) EnsUrist: No, I want you to fix it. Follow me!
(21:54:27) EnsUrist: ::Crawls into jefferies tubes.::
(21:54:42) EnsUrist: RNG> ::Shrugs and crawls in after him.::
(21:55:00) EnsignJohnTChance: :: He is startled awake with the words "Hey Abbott!" lingering in his ears. Frowning, he looks for another movie. This time he selects "Jaws 46, The Horror in the Fishbowl." Chance figures this one should be okay since "Jaws 45, The Horror of the Koi pond" didn't suck all that badly.::
(21:55:06) CdrTKirr: :: notes several species of flowers she recognizes from databases, and stops to study a red and orange one she's never seen before ::
(21:56:06) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks in a brochure he picked up :: Apparently, they have quite the collection of rare and exotic plants.
(21:56:14) EnsUrist: ::From various areas in and around main engineering, Urist dispenses Knowledge of how to bolt fancy new crap onto old tired crap. Most of it is gibberish, some of it makes sense, all of it is condescending, and all of it is unprintable.::
(21:57:18) VAdmBlackthorne: (ROFL)
(21:57:18) LtKuari: :: sees Tav combating his pain :: The nurse says we resurfaced too quickly. :: looks down at her feet :: It's my fault.
(21:57:25) EnsUrist: And that's how you rebuild a fucking waste heat scoop for BNC shit into a waste heat recapturing turbine for ILC driven warp cores.
(21:58:13) CdrTKirr: :: looks to Ian :: Do you find any of these appealing?
(21:58:16) EnsUrist: RNG> Ok, I'll pass that o-
(21:58:27) VAdmBlackthorne: They're very pretty.
(21:58:34) EnsignJohnTChance: :: Chance rings for a stewardess to bring him some popcorn while the cinematic triumph he's selected for viewing begins. A stewardess that looks disturbingly like Lou Costello arrives with a steaming bag of Happy Time popcorn. Chance decides it needs salt, but not badly enough to have to see the stewardess again. ::
(21:58:51) EnsUrist: Make it yay big. ::Holds out his arms::
(21:59:10) EnsUrist: If it's too big we can saw it off later but if it's too short I'm going to make you build a new one and you don't have time for that.
(21:59:16) DoctorTav: :: hides the next wince he feels coming on :: Why did you surface so quickly? We were thirty meters down.
(21:59:26) EnsUrist: RSG> Who's going to write the schematics?
(21:59:54) LtKuari: Your machine stopped working. I... wasn't sure we could both use mine.
(22:00:22) VAdmBlackthorne: (Two minute warning!)
(22:00:27) EnsUrist: ::Waves a spanner around.:: I just said Busard asked me to summarize all this crap for her when she gets back and I just designed the thing off the top of my head, I'll write it down once we know it works!
(22:00:39) EnsUrist: << Spoiler alert: he won't. >>
(22:00:47) EnsUrist: SCRAM!
(22:00:56) EnsUrist: RSG> :flees to machine shop:
(22:01:01) EnsUrist: RSGc1> :flees to machine shop:
(22:01:03) EnsUrist: RSGc2> :flees to machine shop:
(22:01:18) DoctorTav: :: Tav can't help but smile a little, realizing exactly what happened down there :: So you were trying to save my life. All it shows me is, I have to teach you the proper way to dive.
(22:01:33) CdrTKirr: :: moves on, taking Ian's hand, and looks over to something she thinks he's more likely to appreciate :: What about that small train over there?
(22:01:39) EnsUrist: ::Starts tearing out shit from the skeletal floors.:: EGGHEADS TRYING TO GET US ALL KIIIIIIIILLLLLLEEEEEEDDDDDDD!!!
(22:01:47) EnsignJohnTChance: :: As the movie begins, a man dressed like a Chinese sorcerer arrives at the front door of average family Ernest and Dorren Evans. He is holding a fishbowl that seems to be filled with innocent goldfish. He knocks on the door. Chance eats some popcorn. Dorreen answers wearing her hair up in curlers since she wasn't expecting company ::
(22:02:01) VAdmBlackthorne: :: laughs :: Now that's appealing.
(22:02:04) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:02:06) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:02:07) LtKuari: :: smiles grimly :: Get better, okay?
(22:02:14) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:02:32) EnsUrist: DRUNK WITH POWER
(22:02:47) DoctorTav: :: pauses, not that that means much when you're stuck in a hyperbaric chamber ::
(22:03:01) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(22:03:12) VAdmBlackthorne: Nicely done, especially for such a short sim!
(22:03:26) EnsignJohnTChance: Pauses with a mouth full of Happy Time popcorn
(22:03:29) CdrTKirr: Sorry to cut it so short, but the fourth of July only happens once a year. =X At least we got something.
(22:03:53) EnsUrist: fuck I've been in IT too long I just recycled a conversation I had with engineering yesterday for all of that ^^^^^
(22:03:54) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, better than cancellations!
(22:04:12) DoctorTav: Including things started, both in the log and the sim, that will make for some interesting story in the future.
(22:04:14) EnsignJohnTChance: Hey Abbott!
(22:04:22) DoctorTav: I don't know
(22:04:37) VAdmBlackthorne: Now I've some logs to read. Keep it up!
(22:05:20) EnsignJohnTChance: Okay, you asked for it! Next it's "Jaws 46"!!!
(22:07:00) DoctorTav: Third base.
(22:07:46) VAdmBlackthorne: Rocky Five.... THOUSAND.
(22:07:53) DoctorTav: Good heavens
(22:08:00) EnsUrist: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!! goes the outside
(22:08:12) DoctorTav: I have to say, 46 seems a lot more sensible
(22:08:28) EnsUrist: I think it is now time for me to wander up san tomas aquino creek to great america to watch their fireworks for free.
(22:08:58) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm jealous
(22:09:17) DoctorTav: But then there's Disney's Land Before Time 42, and the first one was when I was a kid. So I can feasibly see Land Before Time 5,281 happening in the 24th Century
(22:09:37) EnsUrist: don't be jealous this is santa clara county we don't have good fireworks
(22:09:43) VAdmBlackthorne: truf
(22:09:54) CdrTKirr: Going outside to do our own, see ya!
(22:09:55) VAdmBlackthorne: I still love the night where I was out shooting triple mortars with Sean
(22:10:05) VAdmBlackthorne: And the radio was all like SJPD IS CRACKING DOWN ON FIREWORKS
(22:10:16) EnsUrist: oh yah
(22:10:24) DoctorTav: We have Disney in our back yard, but we're just doing ours. Hot dogs, burned baked beans, chips, apple pie and our own fireworks. How much more cliché can we get?
(22:10:26) VAdmBlackthorne: I drove home and went up an on-ramp that I could see lots of the city and it was exploding
(22:10:36) EnsUrist: Forgot we need to observe this
(22:10:42) EnsUrist:
(22:10:51) EnsUrist: Annual tradition like Charlie Brown Kwaanza
(22:10:52) VAdmBlackthorne: AHAHA
(22:10:57) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, that was the best
(22:11:02) EnsUrist: money udder mouf rite
(22:11:18) CdrTKirr left the room.
(22:11:20) LtKuari left the room.
(22:11:31) DoctorTav left the room.
(22:11:43) EnsignJohnTChance: Time to blow stuff up! See ya!
(22:11:48) EnsignJohnTChance left the room (quit: Quit: ajax IRC Client).