#Appendix 2

[little-p-eng-engineering]

Little P.Eng.: Delivering Expert Flange Design Services as per ASME Sec. VIII Div. 1, Appendix 2

Flange design plays a critical role in ensuring the safety and integrity of pressure vessels and piping systems. When it comes to designing flanges as per ASME (American Society of Mechanical Engineers) Sec. VIII Div. 1, Appendix 2 for ABSA (Alberta Boilers Safety Association) submission, it is crucial to rely on the expertise of a trusted engineering firm. Little P.Eng. is a renowned engineering consultancy that specializes in providing comprehensive flange design services. With their deep understanding of ASME codes and regulations, they are well-equipped to assist clients in meeting ABSA requirements with precision and efficiency.

Expertise in ASME Sec. VIII Div. 1, Appendix 2:

Little P.Eng. prides itself on its extensive knowledge and experience in working with ASME codes, specifically Section VIII Division 1. Appendix 2 of this section provides detailed guidelines for flange design, including bolt loads, gasket constants, and allowable flange stresses. Compliance with these specifications is crucial for ensuring the safety and reliability of pressure vessels. The team at Little P.Eng. possesses a deep understanding of this appendix and keeps up-to-date with the latest revisions, ensuring their designs meet the most current standards.

Accurate and Reliable Flange Design:

When it comes to flange design, precision is paramount. Little P.Eng. employs highly skilled engineers who utilize advanced design software and tools to accurately calculate critical parameters such as bolt loads, gasket constants, and flange stresses. By leveraging their expertise and cutting-edge technology, they deliver robust and reliable designs that are tailored to each client's specific requirements. The team ensures that the design complies with the ASME code, meeting the stringent ABSA submission criteria.

Compliance with ABSA Requirements:

ABSA, as the regulatory authority in Alberta, Canada, mandates strict adherence to safety standards for pressure vessels and piping systems. Little P.Eng. understands the ABSA submission process and the specific requirements that need to be met. Their flange design services are customized to comply with ABSA regulations, enabling clients to obtain necessary approvals for their projects. By engaging Little P.Eng., clients can rest assured that their flange designs will undergo a thorough review process, meeting all ABSA requirements.

Collaborative Approach and Client Satisfaction:

Conclusion:

When it comes to flange design services as per ASME Sec. VIII Div. 1, Appendix 2 for ABSA submission, Little P.Eng. stands out as a reliable and experienced engineering firm. Their deep understanding of ASME codes, expertise in flange design, and commitment to compliance with ABSA requirements make them the go-to choice for clients seeking precision and reliability. By partnering with Little P.Eng., clients can ensure the safety and integrity of their pressure vessels and piping systems, while also meeting the necessary regulatory standards.

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Little P.Eng.

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[electricabsolution]

oh like of COURSE helena/helly had to switch under freezing water. the lumon logo is a water droplet. she will always be drowning

[doodlingwren]

I'd love to have something witty to say here, but I think this one post speaks for himself in a way no words could.

Originally, I wanted to do a "simple" redraw of a silly meme, I have no idea HOW it eneded up being a four pages comic. And WHY there's also a JOJO reference within of all things. So uhm, anyway...

✨ Sources and references ✨

The "Dilf Detected Comic" [original unedited comic, meme format, meme format if you want the rebloggable tumblr version]

The "Oh? You're Approaching Me?" panel from the manga JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders (chapter 143)

Hope you've liked the Aries™ Rizz©® ok bye

[ren-144p]

ARCANE: Vander ↳ “He isn't a monster.”

[toxooz]

IVE BREACHED CONTAINMENT (I'm finally dispatched from the hospital)

[druidposting]

So gossip rags and magazines and newspapers are a common comodity in the Highest Light. All of these items (as demonstrated in appendicies) almost always have pictures attached to them, or on their covers, or between headlines.

Its also known that the incendiary imaging device is the only way to capture photos in the Midst Cosmos - this process is time consuming, lengthy, and dangerous. Its a whole ordeal every time you want your picture taken.

So what I'm thinking about is that Sev-Un-Teen appendix. Im thinking about Spahr's face plastered on the cover with that bright and shining smile. And im thinking about how many other magazines and papers and tabloids have images of him in them, because we know he was the Trust's media darling. But if its a potentialy deadly endevor to get your photo taken, i really dont think that these are actually photos of Spahr getting put on these magazines. I think theyre drawn portraits. I think a lot of the images published in Trust media are drawn portraits.

And theres a kind of horror to the idea that whatever artist is doing Spahr's portrait for the latest tabloid kind of has free reign over how they go about depicting him. They can dress him up, style his hair, do his makeup. Is there a new hairstyle trending in the Upper Trust? A piece of clothing they want repped? A specific emotion they need his face to convey? Now Spahr's depicted as wearing it, too, and he doesnt even know. He has no say in this. Its live photo shopping, but instead of just smoothing out pimples and blurring blackheads, youre building the entire image of the person from the ground up.

He's a doll to them. Something they can pose and dress and make pretty and consumable in whatever way they need.

[yuelaos-codex]

no one:

rafayel and mc in the new fiery undercurrents memory:

[gblogg]

Daniel gets the flu

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Something I wrote to stretch my fingers and get back into the feeling of writing. It's nothing special, but it's something.

Daniel had always prided himself on his strong immune system, especially given his job as a preschool teacher, constantly surrounded by sneezes, coughs, and runny noses. But today was different. He could feel it as he left work, his stomach churning uncomfortably. By the time he reached his car, he was sweating and shivering simultaneously. 

Leaning his head against the steering wheel, he fumbled for his phone and typed out a quick message to Luna.

D: Lu, I’m feeling awful. Think I caught something from the kids. I'm heading home now :(

As he started the car, his phone buzzed with her reply.

Lu: Oh no, babe. Come home quickly. I’ll be here waiting for you.

The drive home felt endless, each bump in the road exacerbating the nausea that had settled deep in his stomach. By the time he pulled into the driveway, he was certain he wouldn’t make it inside without being sick.

Stumbling out of the car, Daniel made his way to the front door, fumbling with the keys. The door swung open, and Luna was there, her face a mix of concern and love.

“Baby, you look terrible,” she said, reaching out to steady him.

Daniel groaned, his face pale and clammy. “I feel worse than I look,” he admitted, barely able to keep his voice steady. “I think it’s the stomach flu.”

Luna guided him inside, her touch gentle but firm. “Let’s get you to bed,” she said, leading him towards their bedroom. But halfway down the hall, Daniel’s stomach lurched violently.

He wasn’t able to speak as he started feeling his lunch in his throat. He bolted for the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before he started vomiting.

The force of it made him gag and heave, his body emptying itself with a violent intensity. He gripped the edge of the toilet bowl, his knuckles white, as wave after wave of nausea wracked his body. Luna knelt beside him, rubbing his back soothingly.

“It’s okay, baby. Just let it out,” she murmured, her voice calm and comforting.

Daniel retched again, a loud, guttural sound that echoed in the small bathroom. His stomach spasmed painfully, expelling its contents in a series of agonising heaves. He gasped for breath between bouts, tears streaming down his face from the effort.

“Ugh, this is horrible..” he managed to say between retches, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I know, D. Just get it all out,” Luna said, continuing to rub his back. Her presence was a balm to his misery, grounding him as his body purged itself.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the vomiting subsided. Daniel slumped against the cool porcelain of the toilet, completely spent. Luna handed him a damp washcloth, and he wiped his face with a shaky hand.

“Thanks,” he mumbled, feeling weak and lightheaded. 

Luna smiled softly, brushing his hair back from his forehead. “Which one of them gave you this now? Don’t tell me it was Megan. Poor thing is always sick.”

Daniel chuckled weakly, appreciating her attempt to lighten the mood. “I honestly don’t know which one it was this time,” He burped lightly against his fist, grimacing slightly.

She helped him to his feet, guiding him to the sink where he rinsed his mouth out. “Straight to bed with you,” she said again, and this time, he didn’t resist.

Once in the bedroom, Luna tucked him in, placing a trash can beside the bed just in case. “Do you need anything? Water? Ginger ale?”

“Just you,” he said, reaching out for her hand.

She climbed into bed beside him, wrapping her arms around him. “Alright, alright. Try to rest.”

Daniel closed his eyes, comforted by her warmth and presence. But sleep was elusive. The nausea, while less intense, still simmered in his stomach, and every so often he’d moan softly in discomfort.

“I really hope this is a 24-hour bug,” he said after a while, his voice thick with exhaustion.

“I hope so too” she added, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on his back. She kissed his forehead, whispering. “Okay, go to sleep”

Daniel smiled, “Did you just shush me?” Luna giggled at that and hugged him tighter. 

They lay together in silence for a while, the room dark and quiet except for the occasional groan from Daniel as his stomach continued to churn. Luna’s presence was a constant comfort, and she loved a steady anchor in the storm of his illness.

Just as he was starting to drift off, another wave of nausea hit, and he bolted upright, reaching for the trash can. Luna was right there with him, rubbing his back as he retched again, his body convulsing with the effort.

“It’s okay, baby. Just let it out,” she said softly, her voice a soothing balm to his misery.

He heaved again, his stomach empty but still spasming painfully. When it finally subsided, he collapsed back onto the bed, utterly spent. “Fuck..” he muttered.

Hours passed in a blur of nausea and brief moments of fitful sleep. Luna’s unwavering presence made the ordeal a little more bearable, and as the night wore on, he began to feel a glimmer of hope that the worst was behind him.

By the early hours of the morning, the nausea had finally started to subside. Daniel lay in bed, exhausted but grateful for Luna’s care. “Thank you, Lu,” he said, his voice hoarse from vomiting. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’ll never have to find out,” she replied, snuggling close to him. “Now, try to get some rest. We’ll get you feeling better soon.”

Daniel nodded, closing his eyes as he let himself relax into the comfort of her embrace. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t help but feel incredibly lucky to have someone like Luna by his side, someone who loved him unconditionally, no matter what. 

[destiny2-names]

I don't think Saladin knows, either

[doodlingwren]

Thanks to my trustworthy Saint Seiya memes dealer @floaromaxtowns

Bonus:

Original image under the cut:

[cruel-heathcliff]

literally for the love of god couldnt periods not be painful enough to make me literally feel like im dying or a part of me is exploding

[caffeinated-coffee-bean]

In What’s New Scooby-Doo the gang goes to Antartica which means they all have had their appendix removed.

Also the pilot exclaiming proudly that she is an “Ice-ist” does not sound great in the modern day.

[bialvindraper]

trying to rock out my essay thats due on sunday before remembering its 7 pages...

[penname-artist]

Cabbie and Skipper having a friendly(?) competition over who's more of an Old Man

except that said competition grows more intensely expressed over time, until all of the base/Propwash is aware of it.

[eggwishing]

u should draw dave and karkat trying the grimace shake Cuz for some reason i dreamt that u did while i was having surgery LOL

they hate us cus they anus

[chthonic-kids]

someday. someday i'll reunite the family.