Monthly Archives: January 2008

What a great story. Maybe I’ll buy a copy in the US – I can leave it with my uncle and tell him the story. And maybe I’ll steal one of the banners from that page for his blog: “Me? … Continue reading →

As always around this time, I want to note that it’s NASA’s saddest week. Yesterday was the 41st anniversary of the Apollo 1 launchpad fire. Today is the 21st anniversary of the Challenger explosion. Friday is the fifth anniversary of … Continue reading →

Screw it. I am playing hookey from my work party. It was raining hard at 6AM and the whole thing sounded unpleasant in the rain. (Which seems to have stopped. Oh well.) Alternate plans: start a pot of chili, if … Continue reading →

Score one for modesty. A colleague just complimented my necklace, asking if I’d bought it here. She was very impressed when I told he I’d made it, and asked where I got the beads. I didn’t tell her I made … Continue reading →

I finally got a bank account today. For some odd reasons of their own, Finance picked today to hand over our past two month’s salaries. In cash. The ways of the Corporation are passing strange. Also, the largest bill here … Continue reading →

I did get to the mall last night, and bought myself a stuffed Snoopy. I was originally hoping for a lifelike cat, or maybe one made to look like a wild animal, a wolf or a panther or something. When … Continue reading →

The Sunday comics were good this week. First, there’s a perfect illustration of my definition of marriage in 9 Chickweed Place. As far as I’m concerned, Edda and Amos already are married; any ceremony they choose to have is gravy. … Continue reading →

Rudder’s gone and I was a bit bored, so fooling around with my hair. It’s barely to bra-strap length if I pull it straight, just a few inches below my shoulders with all the curls in this humidity, and it’s … Continue reading →