11.29.2010
FYI
11.25.2010
Data!
He was pleased to hear that my photometer, while not quite ready for taking astrophysical data, was more than ready to do the simple task of keep track of the rates on each of the pixels. The procedure was simple: Install my device and calculate the rates for a variety of different trigger thresholds. A trigger threshold is the minimum size of a signal that we require in order to register a 'hit'. If the threshold is set too low, we will trigger on electronic noise and light from the night sky, if it is too high, there will be too few incoming photons and it will take too long to acquire data. Hence, we must find the middle where we're not triggering on electronic noise or night sky background, but the threshold is also low enough to provide enough statistics. This measurement is called an "L1 Bias Curve".
After a few nights of L1 Bias Curve-ing, I caught a lucky break. There was about 45 minuts of moonless time available, which is below the cutoff for which VERITAS starts gamma-ray observations. Typically, one uses this time to take calibration data, which is often not as involved as taking gamma-ray data, but the 45 minute window was right before the Sun came up, from 5 - 5:45AM, and no one wants to stay up that late to get 45 minutes of calibration data.
Considering that I wasn't going to get *any* dark time at all, I got permission to take data during this time and took 45 minutes worth of observations on the Crab Nebula. THere is a well known ~33ms optical pulsar inside the Crab nebula, but it is very faint (Magnitude 16.5, this corresponds to something like 4000 photons / m^2 / s reaching the Earth in the wavelength range that VERITAS is sensitive to) and hence very difficult to observe with a traditional optical telescope. VERITAS has such a huge collection area, ~100m^2 that it makes it feasible to detect the pulsar for long enough runs.
I calculated that in order to get a reasonable signal-to-noise ratio (ie, 5 sigma for a detection) VERITAS needs about 2 seconds of data in order to detect the optical pulsar. The catch is that a VERITAS time detector doesn't have alot of live time (ie, it can take data for ~200ns at a time for at most 500 times a second - this correspinds to the detector being 'alive' for about 1/100th of a percent of the time). This means that in order to get two seconds of live time, one needs to take about 5.5 hours of continuous data. This is a significant amount of data, and VERITAS time is already oversubscribed by a factor of about 5 (ie, we have requests for 5 times more time than we actually have available). Conversely, my detector has 100% live time, I can continuously take data, so 2 seconds of live time is 2 seconds of data. This makes detecting things like the Crab Optical Pulsar much easier, but the devil is in the details.
Remember I was talking about thresholds? Well, the light coming from the Crab comes at various intensities, so the magnitude of the pulsar light could often dip below my threshold, which I have set so that I'm not triggering on noise. This essentially just amounts to needing to take longer data runs in order to get a detection. Assuming I'm only triggering on 1% of the Crab photons (the others being too low intensity), I still only need about 90 seconds of data. So, 45 minutes should be much more than enough to get a detection, unless I'm capturing some absurdly small fraction of the incoming photons.
I haven't had the chance to analyze any code just yet, I've been too busy with other things, such as working on the actual alalysis code and filtering out sources of noise (or at least trying to, it is very nontrivial to do so). I have determined that there's a 1kHz source of noise somewhere in the VERITAS system. Usually, VERITAS operates with a threshold higiher than that of the of the noise, so it's not a major issue, but I am operating with slightly lower thresholds that put me right on the border of being in the area where I can pick it up.
So that's work aside. I'm currently sitting in a garage having my car worked on in preparation for my depature from the Whipple Observatory on Saturday. Just some routing stuff, but I'm also having the timing belt changed. It's not due just yet, but I'd rather not have it break while I'm somewhwere with a population density of zero.
Stops on the way home include the Johnson Space Center (Houston), the Marshall Spaceflight Center (Huntsville, AL) and the Glenn Research Center in Cleveland. I'm really excited for these, but particularly I was invited to the Johnson Space Center by someone who works in ISS operations. I got word yesterday that it'll be ready by the time I'm in Houston.
Well, I have to finish (/start) packing up my room in preparation for my departure. There's US Thanksgiving dinner on the Mountain soon, too, I heard a rumor that there is 40 pounds of turkey lurking somewhere.
11.04.2010
Delays
Correction. What have I done since the last time I updated this blog.
It was a crazy busy month. Let's start with my trip to Las Vegas for
my birthday, shall we?
My first night I wantered the Strip a little, made my way from my
hotel (New York- New York) to Bill's Gambling House and Saloon. It's
only two blocks or so but those are not small blocks. I had originally
intended on staying at Bill's, so I went in to check it out. It's a
nice western-style place. I sat down at a slot machine and won a
couple beans, and then made my way around in an attempt to find a
kitchen was still open (at this point it was kind of late).
As it turns out, the closest was this avergae looking restorant in my
hotel, so I got some particularly tasty and inexpensive ribeye before
miandering about somewhat in the vicinity of the slots. Lured in by my
previous luck, I sat down at a machine and began pulling the lever. By
1:30 I was up five hundred dollars. Epic success.
The next morning I got up and drove myself to the Las Vegas Gun Store,
where I proceded to fire off some automatic weapons in celebration of
the previous night's victory. That went as well as I could have hoped
(ie, it was fun and I didn't shoot myself). The next stop was a local
brewpub. I had a tasty plate of what was some sort of chicken, mashed
potato, asparagus with poutine-sauce concoction (it looked much better
than it sounds and was very tasty). I picked up a brewery pint glass
and then made my way back to the Strip.
I wanted to see the Blue Man Group, so I found the Venetian, navigated
my way through the maze of shops and indoor canals, and then finally
fount the Blue Man Group Theatre. If you don't already know, the first
five rows from the stage are referred to the 'poncho zone'. The
principle is that within this zone you can get splashed with paint and
whatnot from the performance. After having seen the show from this
position, I highly suggest that if you do go see the Blue Man Group,
to see it from the poncho zone. At no point in time was I ever in
danger of getting splashed (I was in the fifth row from the front).
Judging from the amount of splash I saw, I don't really think that
even the front row seats are in any real danger. The show was very
interactive, it was really great. Alot of climbing through the crowd,
a couple 'volen-tolds', and the music was epic. I would definitely go
again.
The next day I drove to the Hoover Dam and did the Power Plant tour.
It wasn't expensive (12$), but it was really short, only about 30
minutes, and you didn't see much more than the power generators on the
Nevada side of the Dam and a room above the passageway where the water
flows from the collection towers to the generator room. It was neat to
see, sure, but I was expecting a bit more. There is, however, another
tour available for 30$ that allows you to visit "two additional places
in the Dam". I doubt it'd be worth it, after having seen the Power
Plant tour.
Walking over the Dam was my favorite part. You can walk all the way
across and see the famous winged figures. I don't really believe in
luck, but I rubbed their toes anyways, as a symbolic gesture more than
anything.
That night I went to see Penn and Teller. I showed up at the Rio a few
hours early and assumed that the Rio would be like my hotel in that
the interior would be filled with restorants and other things to do. I
was unfortunately wrong. I found one pub, had a very reasonably priced
Guinness, and then walked over to the Penn and Teller theatre. THere
was a Starbucks across the hallway (closed, way to go Rio), so I
plumped down in one of the chairs and waited for the gates to open.
The show started at nine, and there was a one hour jazz "show" before
the start of the act. There was one pianist (I cannot remember his
name unfortunately) and an upright bassist. Though "cleverly"
disguised in a hat and using the bass to block his face from most
viewers, I determined that this was, in fact, Penn Jillette.
Penn & Teller were fantastic. Prior to the show, we were asked to
inspect a wooden box and sign an envelope that would be used during
the show. I did so, took a good hard look for anything hokey in the
design, but to no avail. Once we had all retaken our seats, the lights
dimmed, the spotlights came on, and Penn walked out onto the stage,
Teller popped out of the box, and the show began. Awesome.
Afterwards, they made themselves available for autographs and
pictures, I got the guide that came with my seat (4th row from the
stage) signed and had my picture taken with both of them. It was
really great. If you are a Penn and Teller fan, or not, the show is
very good. I quickly retired to bed, as the next day (yesterday, from
my current point of view) was going to be very busy.
At 5AM my alarm went off and I quickly got ready to go on my
airplane-helicopter-pontoon boat tour of the Grand Canyon West Rim. We
boarded what I think was a Dash-6 and got a nice arial view of the
Hoover Dam and Lake Mead from about 8000 feet altitude. We landed at
the West Rim airport, had out safety briefing ("this is how you put on
a seatbelt") and boarded a Bell Jet-Ranger. We flew down to the
bottom, about 1.2km, and disembarked. The ride was very smooth, much
more than I was expecting.
On the same tour as me were alot of Chinese tourists. Most of them
spoke no english at all, and there were one or two that spoke a few
words (yes, no, toaster). This made everything we did both incredibly
difficult and usually incredibly funny. All the aircraft are loaded by
weight, so you have to stay int he same seat as you were assigned to
keep the aircraft balance correct. This is a very hard concept to
depict, but we managed.
The tour was now officially over, but I had two hours to wander around
the west rim. I had lunch at the Native's outpost (some sort of really
salty beef with potatoes) and went and sat out on the rim. There's not
much else to tell, apart from that it was really pretty. About an hour
later, we flew back to Boulder City and were bussed back to our
respective hotels.
At this point I was seriously running out of steam, so I made my way
back to the hotel, changed into less dusty clothes, and went out for
my last night. I made my way to the Rockbar, I think it's called, and
bought a 100oz margarita in a yard glass that had its own strap and
walked to the Bellagio fountains. I guess it was cliche, sipping
margaritas while watching the fountains, but it was a good way to go
out, I think.
The drive home was eventful to say the least. Well, trying to get on
the road was. It was mighty complicated. Another post's worth. Gods,
another one at least.
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10.30.2010
What it means when you say "literally" - The Oatmeal
10.05.2010
Commissioning
9.18.2010
9.14.2010
mEarth has 8 16" telescopes. Note that this image is not my own; I pulled it from rcopticalsystems.com |
9.10.2010
Back to work.
9.07.2010
Hack'd
9.03.2010
Mirror swappage
"This picture doesn't encapsulate how bitch-ass hot it was outside." -Emmett |
8.31.2010
6 week update...
8.07.2010
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7.23.2010
Something I threw together yesterday in various little bits.
Captain's Log, Stardate 101007.22 or something along the lines.
I write this entry from a TGV as I depart Paris. Internet access was so horrible in the hostel I was staying in that it made it incredibly difficult to get online, and when I did, I would be sitting haphazardly on some stairs along with a dozen other 20somethings asking their boyfriends if they could hear them because the Skype connection was so bad. So, needless to say, I didn't spend much time online.
I did however have a really good time in Paris; I went on a tour in Normandy at the beginning of the week, saw Omaha, Point d'Hoc, the artificial harbour, some surviving German gun batteries, the American graveyard, and we had a guided tour of the Caen Memorial.
I highly suggest anyone who has an interest in WWII and would like to see some of the sights to go on this tour; the rates were pretty reasonable (170 USD) considering we had lunch included (steak and wine) and our groups were very small, at most 8 people per guide. The fact that the groups are small really made it worthwhile, you didn't have to wait for the guide to finish repeating their speil in four languages before you could ask a question. It was really great. The visit is organized by the Caen Memorial, but I bought my tickets through http://www.linkparis.com. If you can get a good deal on your train fare to Caen and back from Paris, it should cost you no more than about 200 dollars. Sure, it's a good chunk of money at face value, but if you're interested in the material, there's nothing like getting taken around by a professional.
The next day I went to the Eiffel Tower. I was there at a time that I thought was early (10AM), but when I showed up, the lines were huge. I spent at least an hour waiting to get my ticket to the second floor, at which point they informed me that the top of the tower was closed due to congestion (not unjustifiable, at least). I didn't really care, going to the second floor is better than not going. Up there, however, they were selling tickets for the tower, so I queued again for about half an hour, this time. I was luckily able to get a few kerbillion pictures as the line wrapped its way all the way around the second floor.
Upon reaching the top, I declined getting a 10 Euro glass thimble of champagne, took a couple pictures and essentially got right back in line for the elevator down. 45 minutes later, I was back on the ground looking for the Notre Dame cathedral. The line to Notre Dame had a lineup akin to that of the Eiffel Tower so I took some outside pictures, sat down in the park behind it, and crossed it off my list.
Ah yes, now, the adventure for supper. I had read about a Canadian pub (yeah, apparently they exist?) called the Moose that actually looked like it would be interesting, so I tried to make my way over there. Epic fail. About an hour into the 13 minute walk I ended up at a tavern that had some nice looking beer and food for less than ten euros. It was pretty simple, I had a "tartine", some sort of bread with cheese melted onto it and toasted. It was simple, but tasted good; mine had goat's cheese and another kind I couldn't pronounce. For desert, I found a crepe shop and had a nutella/Gran Marnier crepe, scoffed it down while it was still warm, then walked what (at the time I thought was) the road back to the hostel. 20 minutes later, I realize something is up; I should have at least seen a building or street that looked familiar... or the frakking Pantheon that I knew was on the way. I was really, really lost, and naturally without a map. I had somehow ended up in a part of town where metros were scarce, so I couldn't even figure out what stop I was at. Eventually, though, I found a metro, managed to misinterperate what direction I was facing, and then stumble somewhat in the direction of where I was going.
By the time I got to the hostel I had been wandering around for about 90 minutes, was drenched in sweat, and fell asleep on my bed fully clothed (minus the shirt I was wearing which had to be burned), with the lights on.
My last day in Paris (yesterday) I went to the "Cite des Sciences et Industrie", a purely immense science museum geared towards everyone. It has to be at least 3 times as big as the Science and Technology Museum in Ottawa, which in itself is pretty huge. In the 6 hours I was there I saw a 3D IMAX show in their theatre, a planetarium show that was pretty fantastic, and two and a half out of maybe a dozen exhibits. I can't imagine anyone actually having the time to visit the entire museum in one day.
That night, I met up with a coworker from McGill who was in town for a high energy conference (TeVPa), and he, his girlfriend, sisters and myself went on an hour long boat tour. You couldn't really hear the guide which was a bit of a drag, but the experience was still nice (albeit a bit of rain). We had supper at this South American place, then my coworker and his girlfriend and I went out for drinks. We ended up at this royally expensive (but really cool) place next to the Pantheon. I had a 1L "glass" of kreik (a sour cherry beer) out of a kwak bottle.... The pictures can explain more than I can with words.
Today, I made my way to Ghent, got royally lost on my way to my B&B, checked in, took a 4 hour break (was pretty pooped), and now I write this sitting on a terasse, drinking a Duvel, surrounded by live music, magicians, street performers, this creepy girl in a dress (see the pictures) and swaths of people. Ghent looks like it would be a blast to visit when there isn't a festival going on, this is nuts. It's like the Montreal Jazz Festival on crack with a small section of LaRonde thrown in (did I mention there are rides set up here?). I missed the Ghent jazz festival, which is too bad; I was hoping to be able to compare it to Montreal's. Oh well, it gives me an excuse to come back. Also, at (I think) 45 Euros a night, my B&B is really nice; nicer than some (most) hotels I've stayed in.
Well, my glass is empty. Time to order another bottle of something that'd cost me three times as much back home.
*caveat: I do miss my brewery. I should be taking notes on all the things I try; it would be really cool to try and figure out what makes then and attempt to duplicate some of the flavours. I don't want to clone them, there's no fun in that. Instead, I would like to be able to pull together something similar.
PS, there are some really, really pretty girls in Ghent.
PPS, most of them smoke.
PPPS, I hear that there are all you can eat ribs somewhere around here. w00t.
7.21.2010
Partial update
7.19.2010
Internet access in Europe is very meh.
7.17.2010
Friday morning. Need moar coffeeeeee
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7.16.2010
The Excursion
7.14.2010
Two more days of pictures.
Day 3: Erice Day 3
Day 4 (the afternoon of): Erice Day 4 Afternoon
No regrets.
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7.13.2010
Night 2 and a bit of the morning
7.12.2010
The International School of Cosmic Ray Astrophysics - Erice 2010
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7.10.2010
7.09.2010
7.07.2010
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7.04.2010
I stand corrected.
6.29.2010
6.28.2010
Drawings of Scientists
6.26.2010
6.23.2010
6.22.2010
6.16.2010
Back at VERITAS
6.11.2010
6.10.2010
Mezzanine Complete
Apart from that, I'm off to VERITAS Tuesday of next week, to test out a reflectometer and maybe do take some alignment data for the telescopes. It'll be my first time working there at night, I'll learn how to operate the telescopes, at least a bit.
6.02.2010
Mezzanines
The poster that I made for CASCA is available here.
5.30.2010
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5.25.2010
CASCA 2010 (Day 1 and 2)
5.24.2010
5.17.2010
Status report, Stardate.... 2010oh five point.... now.
4.22.2010
4.19.2010
4.13.2010
4.12.2010
4.07.2010
//nonsense
//udp!!! Must be updated, maybe!
Because this clearly makes a ton of sense.
4.04.2010
4.02.2010
4.01.2010
Being a TA isn't all correcting you know.
"Hi Nick,
I am a student of u on Tusday 9am to 10am. Could you send me the
elaborate answers of our mid term paper? Appreciate!!
Sincere,
Katie"
nick says:
I have no idea what she means by elaborate answers.
does she want a story? or what?
Sean says:
I'm trying extremely hard not to laugh out loud right now.
I'm in my office and there are people doing science.
nick says:
hehehe
I guess they would Appreciate!!! it if you didn't laugh
3.25.2010
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3.10.2010
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A Klingon Stout
Klingon Stout
Beer Style: | stout, prune juice | |
Recipe Type: | extract | |
Description:OK I'll admit that I'm a Star Trek fan, especially the Next Generation. One of my favorite moments on that show came when someone offered Worf, the fierce Klingon, a taste of prune juice. He tasted it and then with surprise and enthusiasm, declared it to be "a warriors drink". In that moment, a recipe was concieved.Before all the prune juice jokes start, let me point out two things. Number one, the laxative effect of prune juice is due to it's fiber content, most of which settles out following fermentation. Number two(sorry, I couldn't help myself) , this recipe contains only 2 qt prune juice out of a 5 gal (20 qt ) batch, or 10%. Thus a 12 oz bottle contains 1.2 oz of prune juice; not enough to trouble most GI systems. I originally intended this as a sort of novelty brew, but it came out excellent. The prune juice adds a velvety smoothness sort of like oatmeal stout. Next time I might dry hop. Let me know what you think. You will be a merry man! (That's not sexist--another Trek reference). | ||
Ingredients:
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Procedure:Steep grains 30 min at 150F. Strain into brew pot and rinse with one gal hot water. Add extract, boiling hops and additional gal. water and boil 1 hr. Add finishing hops last 2 min. Turn off heat and add prune juice to pasteurize for 10 min(probably not necessary since the juice is already pasteurized ). Pour into primary fermenter and top with cold water up to 5 gal. Pitch yeast when cool. Rack to secondary a week later. Bottle when ready. Age at least 4 wk. | ||
Submitted by: Paul Busman" |