Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Engineering, A Blow to the Head

Mr. Pacquiao, ring ring may be the sound you hear today. It is not me, but I suggest that you do NOT pick up that internal phone. Vegas stay is a good idea. My dance card is full, and my engineering list is as well. I was engaged to a Quality Engineer from Whooster Poly Tech Institute (connection to Pyro engineering) for four years. All who do Vipassna meditation and Kenny from Glasgow engineering school learned around me as well. Then there is most of my friends from the boy's swim team, a year older, are all electrical engineers from the U of MN. One I dated for about 3 months. There is then the whole "Tanner's Lake" crew from my family who are the ghost in the entire 3M team. My step brother is an engineer for 3M as well. About age of three was when they got me. I am now just a private citizen who barely votes as people see. Well, ALL, Pacquiao is not going to get the key. I am Marine Bioengineering which did not exist way back when. I helped to develop organisms who could survive in BRACKISH water that could be consumed actually. Planaria and SEA STARS are BOTH regenerators who can survive these and intertidal zones. It took PhD Genetics research at Hamline University for me and then PhD work in British Columbia (out of the U.S.) Intertidal zones to develop the theories and the need. ANYONE can become an engineer with the massive witchery and wizardry around this field. I now take back the key. Hmong General sitting next to me is my witness. Enough said.

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