@Faeryknight: Your comment made my mind wander to a weird place, after detouring through shaggy dog stories.
Danny walked down into his daughter's personal laboratory at home; she had gotten distracted again, and after too many repeats, they had implemented a "no more than one solo meal a day" to keep her healthily socialized.
"Hey, Little Owl. Are you hungry?" He didn't expect a reply - if things were bad enough he needed to fetch her to a meal, he'd likely have to break her concentration first. As he wandered over to her workstation, his attention was attracted to what could only be described as a shiny art-deco ray gun, complete with multiple settings dials and a trigger button. Buck Rodgers couldn't have done any better. Curious, he wandered over to the ray gun. There were four dials. Two were labeled "Locus Distance", "Locus Radius", and seemed to each have multiple scales, accessed by pulling the dials out, or pushing them in. One dial just had a logarithmic scale starting at 1. The remaining dial only had a few positional settings - "Position", "Speed", "Direction", "Spin", and "Temperature". Idly, he picked it up, and carefully keeping his fingers away from the trigger and safety, began examining the gun more closely.
He was surprised when Taylor leaped out of her chair in alarm, and snatched the gun out of his hands. "No, Dad! Don't! It's too dangerous!"
That set Danny aback, considering what many of Taylor's inventions were capable of. She always made them absurdly safe for the operator, of course, but that often didn't help the subject or target. "Huh? Taylor? What's the problem?"
"That's my Natural Entropy Attentuation Transformer. It's not safe."
Danny was really worried. "So what's it do?"
Taylor look a little embarrassed. "Well, you know how sometimes you get an idea in your head and you can't do anything else you've planned until you get it out?"
Danny smiled. "Not personally, but yes, I'm familiar with the phenomenon - you know my favorite author can't seem to focus on a single series at a time. The stories are all good, but sometimes it takes years for him to write the next actual novel in a series instead of little background shorts. It can be kind of frustrating, no matter how much I'm enjoying the other series."
"Well, that's the result of one of those ideas. I'm glad I'm no longer dealing with the idea, but that's not one I'll be publishing, sharing, or developing further. I really kind of regret making it."
"So what does it do?"
"I told you. It's the Natural Entropy Attentuation Transformer. The log scale determines the number of states at the center of the locus for the attribute you select on the positional dial."
Danny thought for a moment - he wasn't a scientific and engineering hyper-genius like his daughter, but he did have a firm grounding in them, just so he could keep aware of his daughter's efforts. He swallowed nervously, and very carefully laid the gun back down, after very nervously returning all the dials to their original position.
Taylor continued - "It's a NEAT gun, but it's not very useful or safe."
I'll leave to those closer Taylor's knowledge base to determine exactly how dangerous that gun is, as I didn't feel the need to run the numbers, as setting the number of "Position" states to 1 was bad enough at the layman's knowledge level.