Most dangerous job by SignyM

Most of my jobs have been teaching jobs, which isn't dangerous until the Nazis try to kill you, which did happen, but for blatant in-harms-way-is-in-the-job-description I have to go with Security Guard. But I'm sure I will be bested here, as I am just as sure this is going to turn into a macho pissing contest. I'm not much with the macho, so I'm prepared to do the french thing.

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Thursday, January 5, 2006 10:12 PM

SEVENPERCENT

Before I became a teacher I did some rough work, but I'm not exactly sure if it falls into the dangerous category. One of my first jobs was with a subcontractor; I did acetylene torch work involving cutting welded metal (I suppose the tanks could've blown, but as far as danger, mostly that job just hurt like hell when bits of molten metal hit the arms). Did some roofing for a couple summers, that gets pretty tricky toting shingles or tiles up ladders (the weirdest was solar stuff - that can be awkward, with the domes or large panels). I've worked with a lot of heavy equipment, like forklifts, but those aren't dangerous to be in so much as to be around with careless folks behind the sticks.

As a teacher though, I don't really consider it dangerous work, although the thought of some kids going Columbine does make me nervous on occasion. All in all, career-wise, I'd say I lucked into more hard than dangerous.

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Thursday, January 5, 2006 10:18 PM

SEVENPERCENT

Oh, and DT - Haven't seen you post in a few days (which is noticeable when you are as prolific a poster as you tend to be)- Vacation? You've missed some...interesting...posts. Nice to see you back though -

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Thursday, January 5, 2006 10:29 PM

Vacationing was me, yes. Back now.
Oh, here's one, before there was the columbine shooting, and like weeks before, there was a shooting in Bethel Alaska, where a kid came in with a shotgun, shot and killed two students and the principal. He intended to shoot a great many more, but someone apprehended him, which is what the principal was trying to do when he got his head blown off. Anyway, my sister was teaching in the school when it happened. She realized what was happening and took her kids and invented an instant field trip which involved everyone making a mad dash for the back door. So yeah, teaching can be dangerous.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 2:56 AM

I believe in solving problems, not sharing them.

Hey, as far as I'm concerned, a great many teachers deserve hazard pay! And DT- seems to me you get pretty involved in life. Just being a farmer is risky, in the financial sense. And Seven- BTW, roofing is one of the more hazardous jobs. People fall off all the time and break their heads and necks. Glad to see that didn't happen here- your intellect would be missed.

So, let's see- I've worked in a grocery store, as a telemarketer (Yeah, I was one of those annoying people, but jobs were scarce and any job would do), prepping labs for a University Chem Department, pharma R&D, University biomedical research (that was b4 AIDS o'wise I'd have to count that as my most dangerous job), in a consulting lab and for a govt agency.

It was the consulting lab that was dangerous. It was a cheap lab, not exactly overly concerned with worker safety. (One of my colleagues has several rods inserted both elbows and is in constant pain from a job gone wrong there.) I worked in stack testing, and got to "visit" refineries, glass plants, power plants, print lines, etc. Four jobs in particular stand out in my memory as being dangerous:

Testing off a 1 foot wide catwalk literally at the very top of a refinery vacuum distillation tower. It shrieked like a banshee and shook like it was palsied.

Testing on a 200 ft stack of a coke calciner, with drops of hot, acid coke slurry falling on us all day. We were about to go back for a repeat test a few weeks later when our supervisor got a phone call. He blanched and told us the test was cancelled because the tower had exploded and collapsed. (Long story)

Testing literally on top of a fume incinerator right under a metal roof of a printing plant in the San Joaquin Valley in August. I was voted to work on top of the incinerator because everyone else' Vibram boot soles melted. We had to set the test equipment up on supports on flanges because if we set it right on the incinerator box it would char. All I had to do was WATCH the damn stuff for 30 minutes and make a few adjustments if necessary and believe me, it was the toughest work I have ever done.

Testing at a phenolic resin print plant in Portland. It threw out so much formaldehyde that we couldn't get within 20 feet of the stack w/o an independent air supply.

But the hardest job I've ever had is just being a parent.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 5:55 AM

I thought the focus here was life-hazard. Farming is only hazardous if you use those big machines like threshers and the like. A few people have lot limbs around here. But farming by hand the biggest threat is bug bites, and the occassional tomato vine that wraps around your leg and oh no it's got me it't

Attack of the killer tomatoes!

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Friday, January 6, 2006 6:09 AM

HARDWARE

Without a doubt the most dangerous job I have ever had is being a nurse's aide in a psychiatric hospital. Picture hand to hand combat with crazy people on a daily basis. And I worked with people who were not guilty by reason of insanity for murder. I don't care how you characterize it, modern mental health care is occasionally shockingly violent. In fact, the years I worked there the North Carolina Department of Human Services had a higher on the job injury rate than the Department of Public Safety.

I finally got out of it when I tore my patellar tendon doing a phsyical intervention (i.e. stopping a NGRI murderer from pounding an elderly doctor to paste) The man we restrained had previously required 7 big men to restrain and we had 2.

I got into computer support. Which is frustrating to the point it is probably shortening my life, but it pays much better and at least my corpse will have less scars.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 7:27 AM

I believe in solving problems, not sharing them.

DT- Anyone who owns a small farm has more heuvos that I can imagine.

Hardware- Wow. You should have been getting combat pay.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 8:20 AM

I suppose that makes sense. When I was just out of college I had a job for two months as an aid for people with downes syndrome and various other problems. I quite when I found out that three of my coworkers and nine of the residents had been infected with hepatitis by being bitten. But the only job injuries I ever got were teaching, and completely incidental, not job related.

The whole farming thing is getting blown all out of portion. I don't know how familiar people are with tomato plants but they stand about 4 feet tall and yield 5 or so tomatoes a piece. This means by the time you have a hundred square feet or so allocated, you are up to your ass in tomatoes year round. If I filled the acre of land on this property completely with tomatoes, I'd be supplying a pizza chain with tomato sauce. It's not like fields of corn, no one here has fields of tomatoes. It's just a hobby.

There are a lot of small farmers around here making a go of it. It used to be all that way before politicians interfered. I can't help but think that this nationwide food distribution thing is going to lead to some nasty disasters down the road, not to mention costing a pointless amount in trucking fees. Food should stay local.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 9:05 AM

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Well, to contrast and compare, the most dangerous job according to OSHA is commercial fisherman.I grew up in New England and when a vessel went missing and nothing was ever found, it was assumed they pulled in some leftover from World War 2 or a naval ordnance dumping ground. A mine designed to punch a hole in a battleship or cruiser is going to turn a fishing trawler (and its crew) into toothpicks.

Plus, rarely if ever does the ground open up and swallow a car. The ocean swallows craft of all descriptions with equanimity. Plus, of course, if you happen to lose your footing and fall into the ocean, it won't take long for the ocean to either drown or freeze you.

The ocean can be a dangerous place. Hats off to the Coast Guard.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 11:46 AM

RUE

I have a vote and I'm not afraid to use it!

My worklife has been pretty tame.

I worked at a gas station and had to make the night deposit - nothing ever happened to me.

I worked in a county hospital lab - never caught anything, not even Hepatitis B which is the most catchable nasty thing around. (It's hard to catch AIDS). And our door was 10' down the hall from emergency psychiatric - every once in a while a patient would wander in making incoherent threats - but nobody ever got hurt.

Nearly everything I know I learned by the grace of others.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 1:05 PM

I believe in solving problems, not sharing them.

Hey, just because a soldier doesn't get wounded doesn't mean he wasn't running under a hail of bullets. Nothing ever "happened" to ME either, but you were at risk in your various jobs.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 3:20 PM

CITIZEN

I've not had many jobs. My first real job before during and after University was working as a Barman. Not too dangerous really, I did get threatened a couple of times by people who were unable to stand up straight, once by a guy who had a poor grasp of English and said:
"I find you, I cut you up, right across your belly."

I'm still here so I'm guessing he got lost.

Now I work for the British MOD. The most dangerous place I've been doing that was Germany.

Pretty dull really.

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Friday, January 6, 2006 3:45 PM

RUE

I have a vote and I'm not afraid to use it!

Being threatened by people almost too drunk to stand up .... snicker ..... snort .... guffaw ....

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Friday, January 6, 2006 8:35 PM

There's some frightening and tough job descriptions here about. Diseases, dangerous mind-damaged people, etc. The thought of falling off a tractor while dragging a disk harrow is frightening, to be sure; and anything with law enforcement can be dicey. My hat's off to all you guys, and I for one appreciate the sharing.

Me, the most dangerous and also the hardest job BY FAR I've ever taken on was being a fur trapper in interior Alaska, which I did for three winters. Something goes wrong with your snow machine or you drive across a lake with overflowed, soggy ice when you're 40 miles from help and it's 40 below....

And I've done both of those things. Spent 14 hours out one day at minus 40, and I'm not exaggerating. Plenty of folks still up there can verify that. Another day I got stuck in overflow and it took up all of the daylight to get myself dug out. On the way home that night I got turned around (not lost, mind you), and if it had not been a clear night and I had not been able to tell north from the stars, I'd still be out there. (Which some on this forum would have appreciated, I'm sure.)

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Friday, January 6, 2006 9:59 PM

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Spent 14 hours out one day at minus 40

Whoa Rux, that's some Jack London stuff. -40 is no picnic even without the wind chill, even for a few minutes at a time.

Some of you have had some dangerous jobs, cudos for surviving. This pales by comparison. One summer I had a 3rd shift job at a plastics factory. Molton plastic and hot metal molds combined with sleepyhead operators has its moments, but fortunately I never got more than a blister. It was stinky, it was roaring loud. Some of the machines you had to reach way in to yank the piece out if the mold wasn't operating properly, and the machines were automated, so you had to be pretty quick about it. The motorcycle helmet machine was the worst scary monster, it was huge, fast, deep, and the timing or temp were often a bit off, so sometimes each helmet would be stuck on the mold and had to be yanked off for hours at a time. I was one of the few, the awake, so I got that machine pretty often. It was slow, so there was time and space for dancing and singing at the top of my lungs. Wow, I haven't thought about this in a long time. Wouldn't want to do that job again, but we also made Barrel 'o Monkeys, my favorite, and they gave me that machine whenever I asked for it.
Thanks for sharing guys.

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Saturday, January 7, 2006 10:31 AM

LIMINALOSITY, your helmet job sounds like running a punch press. Did that for a few terrifying weeks long ago. You had to insert a blank of steel by hand, remove your hands, and hit the pedal. A massive rotating iron wheel then kicked in and drove another massive chunk of iron down against the steel blank and pierced and bent it to shape with one whack. Some guys could not keep coordinated, or awake, and lost fingers. Gives me chills just to think of it now.

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Saturday, January 7, 2006 5:00 PM

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Originally posted by Ruxton:
...massive rotating iron...with one whack.

Any job where tolerances, coordination and alertness are a part of the equation is challenging, as you, 7% and Signym attest, and it's a different kind of challenge to dance away from the 'one whack' of people who are off center for whatever reason, as DT, Hardware and Cit mention. I never had any bad experiences, lucky me. Part of the fun in life for me is paying attention to discover how to do a thing better, so there was fun of that in it.

Rux - Did you enjoy furtrapping in Alaska? Three years is quite a while to do something in an environment that physically demanding. The furtrapper I know (believe it or not) talks about his deep ambivalence to the lone wolf aspect of it.

The hardest job I've ever had was 5 years working with adoptive parents and severe special needs children in foreign countries. The tangle of law with conflicting perspectives and cumbersome bureaucracies holding the strings on a complex and shifting process, when you are witness to waiting children dying for lack of the care they might have had was by far the hardest thing I've done. And still, I'd do that again.

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Sunday, January 8, 2006 1:16 PM

LIMINALOSITY:
Actually, I had about zero options where I lived at the time (interior Alaska). My writing (firearms field) was accepted when I did any of it, but payment was slow and poor. The winters were agonizingly long before I began trapping, but once I began, the winters flew by. And there was the possiblity of making a bit of money along the way. Then I sold a piece of land I had in Colorado and used the money to move to town and begin (again) a life of freelance photography, and never went back to trapping. Nor will I, but I still live alone in a remote part of the western U.S. mountains, so there's something that lingers, I suppose.

And I enjoy my ongoing study of the mountain men, who were fur trappers. They were the roughest, toughest SOB's ever to set foot on this planet, and to a small extent I know something of what they went through. In fact my online name comes from an Englishman who rode with Kit Carson's men in the 1840s, and who is my only remaining role model, or hero.

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Sunday, January 8, 2006 3:50 PM

HEB

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Originally posted by SignyM:
University biomedical research (that was b4 AIDS o'wise I'd have to count that as my most dangerous job)

I'm studying Pathology (among other things) and am considering a career in it. I have to confess I get kind of paranoid any time we have to do tests on blood and such. Is catching diseases like AIDs in the lab something to worry about significantly? How often does that happen?

Thanks

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Sunday, January 8, 2006 4:27 PM

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Originally posted by Ruxton:
LIMINALOSITY:
The winters were agonizingly long before I began trapping, but once I began, the winters flew by... I still live alone in a remote part of the western U.S. mountains, so there's something that lingers, I suppose.

Amazing how doing something outdoors that requires your whole heart and head does that to you.

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And I enjoy my ongoing study of the mountain men, who were fur trappers. They were the roughest, toughest SOB's ever to set foot on this planet, and to a small extent I know something of what they went through. In fact my online name comes from an Englishman who rode with Kit Carson's men in the 1840s, and who is my only remaining role model, or hero.

I had a great great grandpa who was a French Canadian fur trapper, so I've heard stories. They were tough as rawhide. I'd been wondering about the alias, thanks.
At the risk of asking too many questions...freelance nature photography, or what? This thread is a 'who are you' thing after all, and the whole site is starting to move into that idea of getting to know the other regulars, so yeah, here I am being snoopy as usual.

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Sunday, January 8, 2006 6:26 PM

LIM, you asked "freelance nature photog...?"

No, freelance COMMERCIAL photography, mostly for big oil, which paid my way all over that massive state of Alaska.

But I used to photograph models in Denver for Powers.

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Sunday, January 8, 2006 8:26 PM

I believe in solving problems, not sharing them.

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I have to confess I get kind of paranoid any time we have to do tests on blood and such. Is catching diseases like AIDs in the lab something to worry about significantly? How often does that happen?

I'm not sure. My field is really chemistry, I just sort of drifted into biomed for a bit. My understanding is that hepatitis is more common among medical staff, but AIDS is a relatively fragile virus and not as infective. I was told that the problem for lab folks- aside from accidentally sticking yourself with a contaminated sharp- is spinning down the samples in a centrifuge. It creates a fine aerosol in the centrifuge which you might be exposed to when you opne it up. Rue seems to have a medical background- perhaps he (she?) can provide more detail.

Me- I was just careless bc I didn't have background in medicine so I didn't know what I was doing! On top of that, I was using radiolabelled standards... too bad nobody told me about it!

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Sunday, January 8, 2006 9:22 PM

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Originally posted by Ruxton:
No, freelance COMMERCIAL photography, mostly for big oil, which paid my way all over that massive state of Alaska.

I see. -40 with camera lenses and equipment, and possibly the occasional bare fingers...which is also tons of fun.

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Monday, January 9, 2006 5:15 PM

My face is still fried from the cold. Alaska aged me enormously. Still have all fingers, tho.

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Monday, January 9, 2006 8:32 PM

Skin exposed to extreme weather has a way of doing that.

I paint, and all images are fodder for that. Yours are particularly vivid and keep circling in my head, along with Signym leaning over the poison stacks, 7% in a shower of sparks, and DT being chased around the tomato plants by nazis (*ducks* sorry DT, not accurate, silly). So now I'll ask; does living way out there in the bush allow you to access deeper levels of connection with your environment? Did you trap fox? Because there's a fox in this movie in my head your imagery created who bounds through the snow and then stops and looks right at me, and there's a herd of, what, caribou (?) milling around a cabin, grazing and also looking at me, and animals staring back? hmmm. So, Rux, got a new story?
I defend my right to get all bendy without Simon's chemical assistance, but I also defend your right to think I'm crazy, hee hee.
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Tuesday, January 10, 2006 4:38 AM

FREMDFIRMA

I drive a cab, in detroit, year round.

It.. uuhh... has it's moments.

-F

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Tuesday, January 10, 2006 6:59 PM

Liminal...,
You seem to be good at remote viewing. Yes, there were foxes, and most particularly a very special fox, who became my friend. And there were caribou all around the cabin.

You asked, "does living way out there in the bush allow you to access deeper levels of connection with your environment?"

Yes, absolutely. To some extent here in the mountains, but much more up there in Alaska, where I had zero neighbors, zero TV, zero electricity, etc. The connection with my wilderness non-human friends was quite simply the most amazing thing I've encountered in my life. It was entirely unbelieveable and entirely private; but I have photos, many of them, that document everything I was fortunate to experience, and with luck and effort I may be able to transcribe my notes into something legible before I die.

Another few folks and I discussed similar things (isolated environment aiding psychic abilities) on a string somewhere here about psychic experiences, which I found were enhanced in a simplistic environment such as interior Alaska. Many folks deny the possiblity of psychic experiences, but are missing a massive portion of what life offers. I suspect I don't have to tell you that.

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Tuesday, January 10, 2006 7:01 PM

FREMDFIRMA,
I'd say you gotta be out of your mind to drive cab in any big city. (No offense!) I recall most of the cabbies in Chicago seemed to be members of the Russian mafia. Scary dudes.

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Tuesday, January 10, 2006 8:40 PM

Hey Rux
Your fox was there as I read what you wrote about trapping and nearly freezing. In the city I get crows, and when I'm around them, ravens, and squirrels, but that's no surprise. Out there in the beyond, it's easier for them to come to you because the animals aren't as stressed either, and I'll bet your pleasure in their company had something to do with why they hung around.

There's not much info out there beyond the experiential and the woo-woo except the oh-no. I think there's some physiological balance involved, maybe chemical, that could turn it on for more people, and partly I think it's about recognizing and allowing it. But, that's just my take on it, ya know. I don't ordinarily go around harassing people about this sort of thing, because people can get touchy, and busting myself in the forum isn't my favorite idea, so thanks. When an image moves into movie form, I figure there's something there. When I tried to invite it out of my head after a day, I got the 'caribou special feature added scenes' so I figured I should maybe ask. If you've already posted about this, I'll go scrounge in the archives. I hope you manage to write all of it down, it sounds like a good story. I find I do better when I get the images out there in the open, however that needs to happen. Good story, thanks.

Friendfirma, I don't think I'd want to drive a cab anywhere, but Detroit might be even better for it. I've had a couple of friends who drove cab, and they each had stories involving weapons, crazies and fluids that were pretty horrid.

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Wednesday, January 11, 2006 3:31 AM

FREMDFIRMA

I guess it's all a matter of what yer used to, Rux - being stranded miles from civilization in sub-zero scares the bejeebus outta me, but a cracked-up homeboy with a starter pistol just makes me laugh. (especially as I hit the door latch and pull a right-hand bootlegger, sending him merrily sailing into the intersection.. ho ho ho, happy

holidays, punk!)

Some folks like the great outdoors, and some of us are more comfortable with the urban jungle, not that either one is safer than the other.

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Wednesday, January 11, 2006 11:04 AM

Fremd..,
Thanks for the shiny ejection image. Good stuff.

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Saturday, January 14, 2006 4:08 AM

HAOLEHAOLE

... Most dangerous? My ship was in dry-dock in Virginia for 2 years. When it was repaired and they filled the drydock with water, I was sent down into a sub-compartment, by the hull, to watch for leaks where a lot of cutting and welding was done.... They sealed the hatch over my head (there was a 14 million dollar computer in the room above me - I wasn't worth that much obviously - Go Navy!! ...

... The hardest job... Air Traffic Controller on same ship (aircraft carrier). In heavy fog, bringing in the new pilots - they were scared sh*tless cause they couldn't see a thing until they were right on top of you... and they all come screaming in, about 4 miles apart... and I had to talk to four or five at once, all of them pissing their pants.

... In all fairness, THEIR job was a lot harder, AND more dangerous than mine.

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Saturday, January 14, 2006 5:49 PM

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... The hardest job... Air Traffic Controller on same ship (aircraft carrier). In heavy fog, bringing in the new pilots - they were scared sh*tless cause they couldn't see a thing until they were right on top of you... and they all come screaming in, about 4 miles apart... and I had to talk to four or five at once, all of them pissing their pants.

... In all fairness, THEIR job was a lot harder, AND more dangerous than mine.

I think the poor swabbies in the aircraft engine section testing engines on the fantail under the rear ramp that night might disagree with you.

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Sunday, January 15, 2006 11:41 AM