Fish and Hazardous Waste
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senoritafishOk, I put in a CD-rw I just formatted last week, and it tells me there is unrecognized data on. It is also completely full. I haven't used this disk for any thing yet! I try formatting it again and it still doesn't recognize it. I put it back in change the formatting settings; this time I get a hardware error. I'll try one more time. It just takes so long and then it craps out when its almost done. Aggh! Is it the rewriter or the CD?
Wondering where my sci aides are; Busy day this morning I guess. White seabass season opened this week and the fishermen are hitting them hard. Personally I hope the WSB slows down next week. I don't mind doing pelagic sampling, but I really don't look forward to market-type sampling. I'm not as familiar with the smaller market boats, and they don't know me as well. Plus, with all the crap going on with the rockfish closures, I am bound to get yelled at by somebody. Boccacio fockfish is overfished, despite all the little ones they see out there. What they don't realize is that the fish have not reproduced well for 20 years. The ones they are seeing are from the 1999 yearclass which is not old enough to spawn yet. There has also not been as good a yearclass recruited since then. The harvest for boccacio may be limited to a total of 4 tons for the entire season. When I first started here, I used to see that much boccacio at one market in a day. Since these fish are in harm's way, anything that's caught with them is also affected. These are deep water rockfish that don't release well. Their swim bladder expands and their eyes pop out when they are brought to the suface; they don't usually survive it. For someof these longl-lived rockfish, it may take almost 100 years to recover. Oh well, at least I'm out of the office.
Ah, the CD-RW finally works! Thank you, goddess of round flat things!
I was in Hazardous Waste Operations and Emergency Response (HAZWOPER) training for the last three days. In case they need biologists to respond to an oil spill by picking up birds, assessing habitat damage, etc. they wanted some of us in Marine to be certified. I had this certification once before, but you have to take an 8-hour refresher annually. They haven't had any classes in this area recently that I could go to, or else I was on maternity leave, so my certification lapsed and I and several other marine biologists had to take the 24-hour class over again. God, what a boring class - lots of acronyms, dangerous asphyxiating and explosive chemicals and safety stuff - all of which you want to know, but it's very dry material. Plus they have to show you pictures of why you never stand under something being held up by a crane ( I swore I was not going to look at those again, and I did anyway. Morbid). The instructors, a warden and two Oil Spill Prevention Specialists from OSPR (Oil Spill Prevention and Response) tried to make it interesting, joked around a lot and provided snacks and candy - Dale said he was reaching his LEL for donuts (Lower Explosive Limit) - but there's just no help for that material. I fought to stay awake the whole time. It was held at the Oiled Bird Care Center in San Pedro; they gave us a tour of the facility and that at least was interesting. Dawn is the best thing they have found to cleanoff birds, so much so that Dawn donates soap to them, and are using their other facility to make a commercial - "If Dawn can clean off these murres, just think what it'll do for your dishes!" They had a lot of pelicans recovering from domoic acid poisoning from eating iinfected sardines and anchovies. The Marine mammal care center across the parking lot had a lot of seal lions suffering from the same thing
I thought it might have been nice to have some of the other biologists (especially the ones from San Diego, who I don't get to see all that often) over to my house for a barbecue or something. However, there is still laundry piled in the living room, the side yard is a jungle, and we have no money for buying stuff to grill for a bunch of people. It'll have to wait until next time there's a bunch of people here (Ha!)
Hmmm, I'm writing as if someone is actually reading this. Not really why I started doing it, but oh well.
Wondering where my sci aides are; Busy day this morning I guess. White seabass season opened this week and the fishermen are hitting them hard. Personally I hope the WSB slows down next week. I don't mind doing pelagic sampling, but I really don't look forward to market-type sampling. I'm not as familiar with the smaller market boats, and they don't know me as well. Plus, with all the crap going on with the rockfish closures, I am bound to get yelled at by somebody. Boccacio fockfish is overfished, despite all the little ones they see out there. What they don't realize is that the fish have not reproduced well for 20 years. The ones they are seeing are from the 1999 yearclass which is not old enough to spawn yet. There has also not been as good a yearclass recruited since then. The harvest for boccacio may be limited to a total of 4 tons for the entire season. When I first started here, I used to see that much boccacio at one market in a day. Since these fish are in harm's way, anything that's caught with them is also affected. These are deep water rockfish that don't release well. Their swim bladder expands and their eyes pop out when they are brought to the suface; they don't usually survive it. For someof these longl-lived rockfish, it may take almost 100 years to recover. Oh well, at least I'm out of the office.
Ah, the CD-RW finally works! Thank you, goddess of round flat things!
I was in Hazardous Waste Operations and Emergency Response (HAZWOPER) training for the last three days. In case they need biologists to respond to an oil spill by picking up birds, assessing habitat damage, etc. they wanted some of us in Marine to be certified. I had this certification once before, but you have to take an 8-hour refresher annually. They haven't had any classes in this area recently that I could go to, or else I was on maternity leave, so my certification lapsed and I and several other marine biologists had to take the 24-hour class over again. God, what a boring class - lots of acronyms, dangerous asphyxiating and explosive chemicals and safety stuff - all of which you want to know, but it's very dry material. Plus they have to show you pictures of why you never stand under something being held up by a crane ( I swore I was not going to look at those again, and I did anyway. Morbid). The instructors, a warden and two Oil Spill Prevention Specialists from OSPR (Oil Spill Prevention and Response) tried to make it interesting, joked around a lot and provided snacks and candy - Dale said he was reaching his LEL for donuts (Lower Explosive Limit) - but there's just no help for that material. I fought to stay awake the whole time. It was held at the Oiled Bird Care Center in San Pedro; they gave us a tour of the facility and that at least was interesting. Dawn is the best thing they have found to cleanoff birds, so much so that Dawn donates soap to them, and are using their other facility to make a commercial - "If Dawn can clean off these murres, just think what it'll do for your dishes!" They had a lot of pelicans recovering from domoic acid poisoning from eating iinfected sardines and anchovies. The Marine mammal care center across the parking lot had a lot of seal lions suffering from the same thing
I thought it might have been nice to have some of the other biologists (especially the ones from San Diego, who I don't get to see all that often) over to my house for a barbecue or something. However, there is still laundry piled in the living room, the side yard is a jungle, and we have no money for buying stuff to grill for a bunch of people. It'll have to wait until next time there's a bunch of people here (Ha!)
Hmmm, I'm writing as if someone is actually reading this. Not really why I started doing it, but oh well.
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Now I can finally get that tattoo that I've always wanted but for which I never had a good concept!
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Date: 2002-06-28 05:47 pm (UTC)(I was going through my notebook I wrote in class)
"PPE (Personal Protective Equipment) is designed to make you look like a dork. You're probably not going to get many dates while you're wearing it."
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Date: 2002-06-29 07:02 pm (UTC):P