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"Ass holes!" Dinfall stormed out. It was this event that made Mac actually read the diatomaceous earth packaging. What was just a dusty powder that coated your teeth and made you look grey was now a curiosity. The bag was not meant to be exciting reading, but once read was riveting. One diatomaceous earth coating of the filters should last a full season, easily. "We get about half a day, then it's mud. This, in turn, caused reflection on the chlorine. Chlorine usage is also way way over the specs. Charles Darling was, in a sense, a huge test tube whose experiment wasn't working according to the laws of chemistry. OK, college chemistry, a little idealized. Physics had its weightless ropes and frictionless pulleys. Chemistry had its... what? Some practical, whatever it was, wasn't being figured in. Mac spent hours, playing with calculations and even had every word on the bags and gas tank tags written down. "I'll take this with me. Can't hurt," he thought, visiting his advisor chemistry professor, to chat about med school next year. To his advisor, with Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head playing on the lab radio, he posed a classic quantitative analysis experimental design question whose answer was - amido schwartz.