It's weird, as today went by, it didn't seem particularly interesting, but looking back it was fascinating. I actually did cool things in school today. In thermo, we talked about turbo-jet, and turbo-prop engines (like on planes). Then in design my prof brought in a piston and piston rod from a Ford model-T. And to top it off, this afternoon, we measured the pressure inside an unopened pop can using strain gauges. I came home and cuddled up with B. Why doesn't everyday seem this interesting?