While perusing the Web trying to figure out if all varieties of onions cause people to tear up, I stumbled across a news blurb that made me proud I knew what an anaerobic digester was and why it was used.
My local newspaper, The Plain Dealer, highlights top jobs in its Employment section. Usually I skip past most jobs, which are usually in the health-care field. But yesterday that paper featured engineering and called it a vital manufacturing career. I agree.
On occasion I attend ground-breaking ceremonies for various manufacturing and chemical facilities. On even rarer occasions I get to do so in my own backyard. Well, not literally my backyard – but pretty darn close.
I just got off the phone with my father-in-law. He is a long-distance truck driver. He also is a former blacksmith, U.S. Army Green Beret and general tinkerer. What he is not: computer savvy.
I am a klutz. I trip over things. I run into things. I hurt myself at least once a week. True to schedule, last week I broke my little toe. I was on my way to the bathroom in the middle of the night and stubbed my toe.
A letter to the editor regarding Mark Rosenzweig's September column "We Need More Engineers In Congress" recently came across my desk.
Since I was a kid, I've been enamored with the future. I give the credit to the cartoon "The Jetsons." Watching George Jetson push a button on his briefcase to transform it into a spacecraft was something I couldn't wait to do when the present finally caught up with the future.
One of our Ask the Experts panelists, Girish K. Malhotra, alerted me to the fact that he has a new book coming out soon. It's slated for a February 2011 release, but he tells me it may be available as early as November.
I knew there was a reason I went to a state school – other than the fact that I was paying my own way and it made financial sense to do so. It turns out that recruiters rank state schools higher in terms of quality employees.
I come from a manufacturing family. My dad works as a technician, servicing presses at a major commercial printer. My aunts and uncles all work for the same print company. My brothers are engineers for major heavy-industry and aerospace manufacturers. And then there's me.