http://www.popsci.com/scitech/article/2009-08/there-scientific-way-measur
e-fart-smell
You�re in luck. For their senior project, two Cornell University
computer-engineering whizzes recently built a machine that does just
that. After learning in class how breathalyzers work, Robert Clain and
Miguel Salas assembled a fart detector from a sensitive hydrogen sulfide
monitor, a thermometer and a microphone and wrote the software that
would rate the emission. A �slight perturbance in the air� near the
detector sets it to work measuring the three pillars of fart quality:
stench, temperature and sound. Temperature, Clain explains, is critical.
The hotter a fart, the faster it spreads. �It beeps faster if it�s a
high ranker, and a voice rates it on a scale of zero to nine,� he says.
�If it ranks a nine, a fan comes on to blow it away. It even records the
noise so you can play it back later.� After a few months of
construction, they began field tests. �Well, the sample data wasn�t the
entire school, but we definitely tested it,� Salas says.
The contraption could even have use outside of fraternity houses, Clain
says, as a biosensor for harmful hydrogen-sulfide-producing bacteria in
hospitals. Or dentists could use it to measure oral malodor. They�ve
also received some interest from doctors with four-legged patients. �You
can test the health of livestock through the quality of their farts,�
Salas says. �Smell and sound can tell you a lot about their bowel
movements.�
When it came time to present the invention in class, though, Clain and
Salas had to test their detector by making raspberry sounds and
breathing on it�human exhalations contain enough hydrogen sulfide to
trigger the sensor. �It�s hard to fart something really smelly on
command,� Clain laments. �Besides, it provided a nicer atmosphere for
those around us.� Still, their professor saw fit to award the project a
well-deserved A.
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The meter on this over at PEDOSHINE's SLUM HOLE would just EXPLODE
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I don't need science, I can tell just by standing within 2000 feet of you.
And believe me, Willy, that ain't chocolate coming out of your ass.
The more reefer you smoke, the worse it smells.