Space for improvement: re-engaging the public with the greatest adventure of our time
by Bob Mahoney
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Monday, February 26, 2007
A cool Website
I was sent this, and It seemed really interesting. We should push towards this.
Space for improvement: re-engaging the public with the greatest adventure of our time
Part two
Space for improvement: re-engaging the public with the greatest adventure of our time
Part two
FMARS Party!
(Coors - "Toss the feathers")
So the last 36 hours were pretty cool. I got a shitload done on some personal projects. (Namely I got the spindle off my minivan, and FINALLY! I got a throttle cable for my truck-Jack, andit fits and works! I can't remember the last time this has happened!) I was more than a bit sore about something I read in someones writing. It's not her fault but what she wrote leads me to think that either she lied to me, or has had a change of position. And of course I can't ask her about it. It really doesn't matter. It is now, and must forever remain unrequited. I just want to cry thinking about it. So much for the bull shit thinking I had gotten over her. I won't say much or who, because I think she might read this. I know, I had promised to never censor my speech, but I really do care for her, and I absolutely never want to do anything to hurt her. Even though it is probably just the fantasy of her that I am deeply in love with rather than actually who she is, I still love her as much as I ever have loved anyone else, even my ex. Every time I see her it hurts, Like being stabbed in the soul... Shit, I am such an emotional basket case in these regards.
(Steven Collins, "When Will I be Loved")
Anyways, I might have the love of another. She is a very special woman. Very smart (and you know how important that is to me) and Extraordinarily hot. A pleasure to talk to and to look at, What more could I want? More on this to follow - I hope. I bet I have competition. No, I know I do.
After I got my stuff taken care of, I was invited to the FMARS crew "Decompression Party" It was a great time starting with an unannounced put previously planned fire-drill. Hey, The Commander ordered me to do it! And not tell her! I think she's going to do OK. I brought more booze for the party, so I was basically forgiven. The party was basically watching some extreme cold weather videos drinking some good booze, and laughing, talking, telling jokes, there was a short but intense wrestling match (The Commander won, bit the other competitor didn't really loose either.) and an aborted attempt at dancing. I have some footage. I was pressed into service as the drinkmaster because of two good ones that I came up with. They're really already know, (One Is called a copper something, Butterscotch schnapps and an Irish creme whisky, like Baileys. the other was lime PowerAde and coconut rum.) It was fun. I like it when pretty woman come up to me looking for a drink. Nice switch.
I accidentally hurt two people, It makes me so sad. I am actually really upset, because both of them were preventable accidents, and I really like both of people involved. When I found out, I couldn't even express my horror over what I had done... Shit - I can be a clumsy unthinking oaf at times.
(Five for Fighting, "100 Years." I really need to flesh that story out.)
There was also some very good behind the scenes political action going on. This is a good thing. I really need to, and surprising for those who don't know me, and not at all for those who do, really want to mend fences with Shannon. She seems to think that we are competition, and that's just plain not true. Engineering in support of Science. it's just that simple. But, She seems to think that Engineering is subservient to Science, and that's just not true either. Without Engineering, the Science is dead, and at FMARS, that might be quite literally. I just wish she'd stop micromanaging, stay in her yard, and stop pissing my people off! Enough of that. I could actually like her given the right conditions.
I drove home and some unholy hour, was asleep before I walked in the door, and the alarm seemed to go off 30 seconds later. While I was in church, I started to get a headache. I don't think it was a hang over, I didn't drink that much, I was plenty hydrated, and I took a half dozen aspirin just in case. If I had to guess it was a blood sugar thing because it went away about an hour after I got back from Church and had breakfast. Today, other than that, was a mostly wasted day, but aren't Sundays supposed to be?
(Coldplay - "Clocks" If I let myself, this song will make me cry every time... I wonder why?)
Oh, I started seasoning the wok that James brought for me. It is way cool, Thank you James! I scrambled some eggs in it. For some reason, my usual breakfast mix of eggs, potatoes onions and beef sausage (I don't eat pork) seems to do a great job of seasoning a pan. I'll try more tomorrow. I have my cast iron skillet damn near to perfection. It is basically non-stick as it sits. I want to get this open pored steel hand hammered wok the same way.
It's late, I think I wrote enough, Time to write something for private consumption. I hope she likes it...
(Telepopmusik - "Breath" Yes it's been a real mellow music night. Tomorrow will be a MUCH harder night, I'm going to try to put WFH ch9 to bed...)
2311 - Hanksville, Utah. chilly
So the last 36 hours were pretty cool. I got a shitload done on some personal projects. (Namely I got the spindle off my minivan, and FINALLY! I got a throttle cable for my truck-Jack, andit fits and works! I can't remember the last time this has happened!) I was more than a bit sore about something I read in someones writing. It's not her fault but what she wrote leads me to think that either she lied to me, or has had a change of position. And of course I can't ask her about it. It really doesn't matter. It is now, and must forever remain unrequited. I just want to cry thinking about it. So much for the bull shit thinking I had gotten over her. I won't say much or who, because I think she might read this. I know, I had promised to never censor my speech, but I really do care for her, and I absolutely never want to do anything to hurt her. Even though it is probably just the fantasy of her that I am deeply in love with rather than actually who she is, I still love her as much as I ever have loved anyone else, even my ex. Every time I see her it hurts, Like being stabbed in the soul... Shit, I am such an emotional basket case in these regards.
(Steven Collins, "When Will I be Loved")
Anyways, I might have the love of another. She is a very special woman. Very smart (and you know how important that is to me) and Extraordinarily hot. A pleasure to talk to and to look at, What more could I want? More on this to follow - I hope. I bet I have competition. No, I know I do.
After I got my stuff taken care of, I was invited to the FMARS crew "Decompression Party" It was a great time starting with an unannounced put previously planned fire-drill. Hey, The Commander ordered me to do it! And not tell her! I think she's going to do OK. I brought more booze for the party, so I was basically forgiven. The party was basically watching some extreme cold weather videos drinking some good booze, and laughing, talking, telling jokes, there was a short but intense wrestling match (The Commander won, bit the other competitor didn't really loose either.) and an aborted attempt at dancing. I have some footage. I was pressed into service as the drinkmaster because of two good ones that I came up with. They're really already know, (One Is called a copper something, Butterscotch schnapps and an Irish creme whisky, like Baileys. the other was lime PowerAde and coconut rum.) It was fun. I like it when pretty woman come up to me looking for a drink. Nice switch.
I accidentally hurt two people, It makes me so sad. I am actually really upset, because both of them were preventable accidents, and I really like both of people involved. When I found out, I couldn't even express my horror over what I had done... Shit - I can be a clumsy unthinking oaf at times.
(Five for Fighting, "100 Years." I really need to flesh that story out.)
There was also some very good behind the scenes political action going on. This is a good thing. I really need to, and surprising for those who don't know me, and not at all for those who do, really want to mend fences with Shannon. She seems to think that we are competition, and that's just plain not true. Engineering in support of Science. it's just that simple. But, She seems to think that Engineering is subservient to Science, and that's just not true either. Without Engineering, the Science is dead, and at FMARS, that might be quite literally. I just wish she'd stop micromanaging, stay in her yard, and stop pissing my people off! Enough of that. I could actually like her given the right conditions.
I drove home and some unholy hour, was asleep before I walked in the door, and the alarm seemed to go off 30 seconds later. While I was in church, I started to get a headache. I don't think it was a hang over, I didn't drink that much, I was plenty hydrated, and I took a half dozen aspirin just in case. If I had to guess it was a blood sugar thing because it went away about an hour after I got back from Church and had breakfast. Today, other than that, was a mostly wasted day, but aren't Sundays supposed to be?
(Coldplay - "Clocks" If I let myself, this song will make me cry every time... I wonder why?)
Oh, I started seasoning the wok that James brought for me. It is way cool, Thank you James! I scrambled some eggs in it. For some reason, my usual breakfast mix of eggs, potatoes onions and beef sausage (I don't eat pork) seems to do a great job of seasoning a pan. I'll try more tomorrow. I have my cast iron skillet damn near to perfection. It is basically non-stick as it sits. I want to get this open pored steel hand hammered wok the same way.
It's late, I think I wrote enough, Time to write something for private consumption. I hope she likes it...
(Telepopmusik - "Breath" Yes it's been a real mellow music night. Tomorrow will be a MUCH harder night, I'm going to try to put WFH ch9 to bed...)
2311 - Hanksville, Utah. chilly
Thursday, February 22, 2007
A new visitor?
I am starting to write again, and in Preparation for FMARS, I am going to start writing more often, even if it's just short posts like this one.
FYI, This new attitude is also inspired by a friend whom I love dearly, but sadly, can not express how I feel to them.
So, I had a new visitor today. I was working in my trailer and noticed a noise. Looking back I found a bird had climbed in the small hole in my door and was now flying around. It took me five minutes to catch it. After I finally caught it I showed it to Connie and Kristy. We were bummed that the children weren't around.
We let the bird go.
Guess its just another day.
FYI, This new attitude is also inspired by a friend whom I love dearly, but sadly, can not express how I feel to them.
So, I had a new visitor today. I was working in my trailer and noticed a noise. Looking back I found a bird had climbed in the small hole in my door and was now flying around. It took me five minutes to catch it. After I finally caught it I showed it to Connie and Kristy. We were bummed that the children weren't around.
We let the bird go.
Guess its just another day.
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