Can you hear me Major Tom?

Nahum, if you see this, we are to meet at kLogs place monday at 8:30am

Also, a question: Can Jesus microwave a burrito so hot, that not even he can eat it?

Cold?

From the kLog

"So, right now I am voluntarily having a cup of Lipton tea. Its brewing even as we speak. Why do I subject myself to this abomination, you ask? Because its there. And I already had a cup of coffee and I don't feel like breaking out the good tea. Just need something warm to drink, because of the subarctic temperatures in my parents' house. Bah."

Be glad your parents house has a heater. Mine has only a wood stove. If I want heat, I have to call fire from the heavens and hope the gods light the stove instead of igniting my butt.

Tulsarama!

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20051213/ap_on_fe_st/buried_car

You really have to see this. Nothing I say can do it justice.

www.buriedcar.com

I'm really glad that guy works cheap

I bought a sousaphone not long ago for $150. It was a great deal. I've been working on it down at the shop for several weeks now. It plays like a dream now that I am nearly done with it. I am very proud of myself. That King sousaphone is now one of the best I've ever played. It should be. I counted up and priced all the work and parts and time that went into it and came to about $1600 all told. Wow. I need to buy me dinner sometime as a gesture of thanks.

Operation Fun

For those of you who are interested, and whom I do not dislike, there are plans being made. Monday the 19th is Operation Fun Day. That is to say, several of us are choosing to play hookey and go to San Francisco for to see the aquariums and watercraft. We go to San Francisco for the Fish and Ships, you see. If you want to go, I presume you know how to contact me. Plans might include the Maritime museum, the Academy, and the Aquarium of the Bay. Also there should be food. I think maybe Bubba Gumps? I welcome suggestions.

You think I'm weird? Look at that guy...

My co-worker Terran said today that he wants to build a steam powered airship. Not only did he say he wants to build it, he kept working on the idea all day.

!!?!

Taken from the kLog
"Thursday, December 01, 2005

And you say I ramble. Have you checked your zLog lately?"

I declare that as the constitution of the USofA gives me the right to free speech, it is not only my right to ramble, it is my duty! Men have fought and died to give us this right, and as such I choose not to let them have died in vain. I choose to honor their memory and sacrifice by complaining about everything and anything I see.

Excuse me, sir, but you dropped this on my house

Manwardo the Magnanimous pointed something out to me the other day that made me wonder at the direction technology has taken us. Imagine modern warfare. We can obliterate people we have never seen before, living half a world away, with the touch of a big red button. But it was not always this way. Nope. Think about it. Not that long ago in the history of man we made war by poking each other with pointy sticks and throwing rocks. Catapults and swords, you may call them, but still the end result is throwing rocks at a man's house and poking him with a stick. Just a touch more than 400 years ago. Makes me want to live in an earlier time for roughly a minute before I realise that I enjoy the luxury of the modern toilet.

Work? Where will that get me?

It just occurred to me that all the people that have ever worked for a living are either dead or slowly dying.

Time travel is not only possible, I'm doing it now

I had an interesting night last night. I needed to buy water. Lots of water. Twenty gallons. Why did I need to buy so much? Because the house water is poison. So, I went to buy water. I work late on Tuesday nights so it was after ten when I got the water store. Its late and I am tired and the stupid water machine won't give me water. It says it wants to get paid for making water. What's more is that it will only take payment in ones or pocket change. All I have is a five. Note that five dollars will not make twenty gallons of water at a rate of $0.45 a gallon. Well crap, says I. But wait! I am smart! I need bread and there is an Albertsons next door! I will buy bread and get cash (change, glorious change!) back! Misfortunately there are no cashiers working, only one of those stupid self-checkout lanes. It says cash back though! I plug in my card and ask for cash back and it gives me a ten. This does me no good if the uppity water machine wants ones. I got no water that night. I did, however, see an old pal of mine from years past. I called him by name, walked up and shook his hand and introduced myself to be sure he remembered me. I almost didn't recognise him. A while later I started thinking that I might have had his first name wrong. He didn't say anything about it, but then, he was always the quiet sort. I felt bad until I realised that I did use the right name. It had been a number of years since I last saw him and time dulls memory. It is hard to look back into the past from the present and get all the details exactly right. Almost impossible really. Our current thoughts alter and blur past truths to make them more palatable in the now. This is not possible in the future. There can be no incorrect future as it is in flux, changing with each and every action in the now. If this is true and we are always moving toward that future, then travel forward in time should be much easier than travel back in time. Never mind the fact that we will never leave the now. There is no set form for the future so it can be anything we think it will be or could be. Take a time machine and step forward for the first time and record what you see. Now travel back. Now travel forward to that same instant. The fact that you had already been there in your past must have shifted something, thus making this future different. One cannot do this with the past. One must know all details in order to travel to the past because all details are set and cannot be changed once they have happened. There is no room for error. I declare that time travel is possible but since we will never leave now to see then without then still being now, there really is not much point.