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Finally Friday Finally

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It’s finally Friday.  The time change has had me screwed up all week, and the
days are rather hot and sunny, and it’s very difficult to stay at work for 11
hours at a time when you know that your freshly cut lawn is being gently showered
with small pink and white flower petals from the cherry trees in the backyard.
We’re getting ready to move our offices at work, and there is quite a bit of manual labor in getting all of our stuff organized.  It seems like more work, knowing that a lot of it will just be thrown away.
I replaced the program that allows me to post via email, so this is the first test for that.  Let’s see if it breaks.
I need a link and a picture…
The new version of Ubuntu “Hoary Hedgehog” is out today!  How could you resist something with a name like that?   
Here is a giant pic of a millipede sammich.
3D
Ok,
everybody at once!  1…2…3… Break it!

 

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Columbia’s insular hopes

NASA is planning another launch of the shuttle Columbia. They are planning to send a seven-person crew to work on the space station, and are making backup plans for a second launch with a smaller crew in case they need to rescue the first crew.

They have been doing drills for the astronauts to be able to repair and replace some of the foam tiles during spacewalks. They said that the suitcase-sized hunk that fell off during the last liftoff and damaged the wing should not happen this time, after some re-engineering. They say that the biggest hunk of foam to fall off now would be marshmallow-sized.

Everyone keep your fingers crossed. (I will abstain from the obligatory Sta-Puft reference here) Our space program has been lagging for a few years now, and we could use some good news.

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Sharing your funky music

This is the first entry via email. Just testing, really.

So, today’s project at Hack-a-day was a backpack that serves as a boom box. It’s a good and interesting project, but it reminds me of the days in the early 1980’s (yes, yes, I’m old. yayaya.) when people would buy the biggest boom box around and load up the batteries, and hold it on their shoulders, walking down the street. Nothing impresses the ladies and endears passers-by like carrying a giant cube on your shoulders and blaring “funkytown”. Those were the days. *sigh*

boom box

I need to get crackin’ on the backpack alternative. It’s gonna rawk!

I am also contributing new words to the Urban Dictionary. My current favorite: soz

Well, let’s see if this email blog thing works…