April 28, 2009
A (Sort Of) New Dock
Part II – Laser Tales
At
the end of last week’s action-packed episode, we left our heroes, Tom
and Mike, staring thoughtfully at a big heap of alleged dock sections, a
fairly strange assortment of poles, augers, and connectors, some items
we couldn’t quite identify, and one brand new laser level.
Important safety tip – don’t ever stare thoughtfully at a laser level.
The idea behind our foray into 21st Century laser technology was that we
were planning to be a little more meticulous putting the dock together
than we have in years past, when the contours of our finished work
served as sort of idealized prototypes for the ride designers at Cedar
Point. We figured that something that looked as complicated as this
little laser thingie had to be good.
I
should point out that the only reason I own a laser level is that my son
gave it to me for Father’s Day a couple of years ago. I have always
thought it would be incredibly cool to have my very own laser level, or
for that matter anything that had a “laser” involved with it in any way.
You see, when I was a kid lasers were the stuff of science fiction.
Mounted in the belly of an Antarian Battle Saucer, they could destroy a
continent or blast a Rigelian Mining Frigate clean out of orbit. They
were always the weapons of choice for space-suited heroes who needed to
deal with the vicious Klenthar Beasts on Alpha Persei Nine.
Then during my first year in college, I had an opportunity to visit a
laboratory at the University of Notre Dame, where they were conducting
ground-breaking research on one of the earliest working lasers. It was a
huge, exciting room filled with humming boxes, prisms, mirrors and grad
students charging around in white lab coats and dark goggles.
The end result of all this activity was a thin red beam of light that
you could see when you blew smoke across it, zigzagging around the room
between all the mirrors and ending up in a tiny dot on a piece of tissue
paper. One of the goggle wearers proudly told me that if they could just
find a way to boost the power by seven or eight orders of magnitude,
they could maybe – just maybe - blow a hole right through that nasty
old paper!
At
the time I was pretty impressed with how science was catching up with
science fiction, even though I recall thinking that these folks were
probably at least a couple of research grants away from being able to
bring down a charging Klenthar Beast.
In
any case, I don’t recall any science fiction author ever incorporating
into his view of the future the idea that laser technology would some
day end up in the key fobs of middle school students, enabling them to
hilariously make their friends think that they are being targeted by a
sniper.
So
here Tom and I sat, looking from the dock heap, to the laser level, to
the lake, to the instructions that came with the laser level, and back
to the dock heap. We were both wearing our red “laser level safety
glasses,” and we had already lost a fair amount of time marveling over
how those glasses made Tom’s red truck look yellow. It was time to get
down to business.
After carefully putting the instructions back in the carrying case (so
we would know where to find them just in case we ever decided to read
them), we set up a small tripod to hold the laser level, carefully
adjusting it to give us a true reading. Then we invested a couple of
beers in a thorough debate over the best strategy for taking laser
readings and using them to produce the perfect dock.
Finally, armed with our plan, we put on our waders, grabbed the tripod
and headed out to the water, where we discovered that even with the
special glasses, in bright sunshine you can not really see a laser level
well enough to do you much good.
Did you know that, with a little creativity, a laser level in a dark
room works even better than a laser pointer to drive a cat completely
psychotic?
Copyright ©2009
Michael Ball. Distributed exclusively by North Star Writers Group.
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