SteveGangi
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Hell, there's radon EVERYwhere. Can't avoid it, it's everywhere.They’ll shit themselves when they run a Geiger counter over their fancy granite countertops.
Hell, there's radon EVERYwhere. Can't avoid it, it's everywhere.They’ll shit themselves when they run a Geiger counter over their fancy granite countertops.
Thank you for your post.Enough in my basement where I have a remediation fan running 24/7.
Nothing cool ever happens like me being able to shoot spiderwebs. Or hang out with Aunt May.
mmmmm…… Aunt May.
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Tiny compared to those ashore for electrical generation.I tried to get a tour of the reactors on the Enterprise. Never had any friends on ships company with access.
Tiny compared to those ashore for electrical generation.
Not sure how much you could actually see - they are packed pretty tightly from what my Navy nuke buddies said.
But the enrichment they run on is something else altogether.
Powe plant I was in ran fuel enriched up to around 4.5% while the naval reactors invert that percentage.
From what I understand, their enrichment is over 90%.
Someone correct me if I’m wrong.
Have you checked your sperm under a black (no racism intended... lol) light since then?I once worked as a member of a labor union located in Oswego, NY. As a result, I worked at a couple of nuke plants on the shore of Lake Ontario. The general area is almost exactly nine miles from Oswego and was/is known as "Nine Mile Point".
During reactor maintenance shutdowns, I'd be sent in to do the laundry. That is, I'd go around to various workstations to retrieve barely-irradiated protective gear used by the techs who went to work in "hot" places, and I'd wash the damned clothes, boots, gloves, and etc. that were left in the work station bins after use.
I was informed at one point that even though the clothing I was laundering was so barely irradiated as to even be detectable, the water being used in the process was now "nuclear waste". The tech telling me this stuff pointed out a railroad spur that ran up to the plant and a fleet of tank cars sitting on a siding.
What that was all about was that part of the maintenance program which required a full shut-down of the reactor also called for the entire reactor core to be flooded with water. This stuff was "slightly hotter" than the laundry I was doing. But once the flood-job was completed, they'd be pumping the irradiated water into the tank cars out on that railroad spur and would then spirit the water off to God-knows-where.
You know what was cool, weird-- and a bit scary-- about that water?
There were these two gigantic horizontal "doors" up there which, when opened, provided a view of the entire inside of the reactor from the very top on down. So, at one point, near the very end of whatever else they had going on in there, they would slide those two massive covers off the top of the egg-shaped reactor core.
One day, while those doors were open, one of the really friendly, gabby techs brought us into the area where the door-things were. He said we'd get a look at something we might find startling.
In attendance at this gathering were techs, a few of we laborers, and a gaggle of power company suits, who were wearing only lab coats and hardhats over their business attire.
That was the tip-off that this demonstration we were about to witness wasn't something that would give us all leukemia in five minutes or something.
What they did was to click off all the lights-- the ones down there in the reactor, as well as the overheads in this service area. And then we got to see that the water was actually glowing... it was a very faint, very dim blue... kind of swimming pool colored, but nowhere nearly as bright or luminescent as a lighted swimming pool.
Like, it wasn't a glow you could read a book by... it wasn't quite exactly "glowing", even. But it was faintly visible.
Even though I was well aware that I was in no danger whatsoever, it was still kind of freaky to see that IRL.
Matter of fact, I'm even a little freaked just remembering it-- though the last time I did the laundry at the NYS Fitzpatrick Nuclear Power Plant was, like, late in 1980.
Still, it was a semi-freakish sort of thing to witness.
--R
… waiting months to notify the general public was a massive mistake IMHO.
Bad optics. Plain and simple.
I had that album too. Freezing Mister Foster, Bear Wizz Beer, and YompingThis story reminds me of the old Firesign Theater album where they were making fun of the accent of native Minnesotans.
The name of the album was "I Think We're All Bozos On This Bus"
"Yomping into da vater in Minnisotah" was the line on the album.![]()
Worked in the Nuclear department of our local utility for 12 years. Very safe operations. More zoomies coming off the coal piles at the fossil plants.
I had that album too. Freezing Mister Foster, Bear Wizz Beer, and Yomping![]()