September 2005

This is from my class last spring. I look calm, don’t I?

Note the band-aids on my partner’s arms.


A blogger takes a closer look at the photo that lead the SF Chronicle’s anti-war protest coverage.

Not totally surprising to people familiar with the composition of A.N.S.W.E.R.

Here is a short video starring Mr. Hazel. It’s big; about 25 mb; not really suitable for dialup connections. It’s cool, though. It was shot last weekend. In any event, you probably want to save this to your desktop or someplace so that you don’t have to download it again for some reason.

Mr. Hazel is a UK coworker of mine (some previous posts referred to him as Mr. Ermine). He started flying a few years ago, after I joined the group we both work in. At this point, he has way more overall hours than I do. He decided he was interested in aerobatics early on and has been pursuing that. Of late he has been competing in the Pitts. He flew the Pitts twenty-eight times in August for times as short as eighteen minutes; long enough to go to the practice zone, do the routine once or twice, and fly back.

He has a share in a Yak-52; a Soviet trainer. This thing is rated to +7 and -5 gs, which is the basis for the name of the share-owners’ web site. The video is of him flying the Yak.

We’re planning to go flying in the Yak on Thursday. I’m strangely looking forward to it though I know I’ll be terrified much of the time. I asked him if I should bring my own bag; he said no, that the plane has some but that we’d only do gentle things. Rolls, loops, that sort of thing. And that it was usual to feel a little queasy.

I’m in the UK.

My trip over was uneventful. I wasn’t very impressed with the TSA security in Boston, though.

As I was going through the line, they had a sign up illustrating what could not be kept in carry-on baggage. One of the items was ‘tools of any kind’. It just so happened that I had two screwdrivers; one in my lumbar pack and one in my computer bag. I didn’t want to lose both of them so I decided to play dumb and see what happened.

They missed both of them.

After I got checked into my apartment, I changed my clothes. When I took my belt off, my rescue hook fell onto the floor. I had walked through the metal detector with this incredibly sharp hook on my belt.

The folks in Boston havn’t learned much, have they?

I managed to get my phone unlocked before I got here; now I’m a pay-as-you go Vodafone customer using my own GSM Treo. See or email me if you would like the number. My US carrier, Cingular, did not want to give me the unlock code for my phone. I had to beg, threaten, and cajole. They were unmoved when I told them I would be traveling overseas; they wanted to collect the $1.29/minute roaming charge. They were unmoved when I threatened to call the PUCs in California, New York, and Vermont. It was only after I pointed out that I was no longer under contract, my phone number was portable (to another carrier), and that they were going to lose our > 7 year relationship over some stupid roaming charges that they decided they could help me unlock my phone.

Vodafone is much cheaper than the Cingular roaming; the first three minutes each day are $0.60 each, then $0.10 each after that. Data is really expensive, though; it seems to cost about $1.00 each time my phone syncs with my Exchange server. I’ve switched off the automatic sync and will avoid using data.

My apartment is pretty nice; the building is right on the Kennett & Avon canal, though I can only see a small slice of the canal from the balcony. To get to work, I walk down the canal to the Thames, turn right, and there I am. The commute goes right by The Fisherman’s Cottage, one of the two pubs in Reading that I know of that sell Fuller’s London Pride, my local favorite beer.

The apartment is decidedly okay; it has every appliance that you might want other than a coffee maker. I brought a coffee maker and three pounds of coffee but no transformer; so sad. I’ve been using the electric teapot to heat water and pouring it through the filter section of the coffee maker. One thing our cousins know nothing about, IMHO, is making good coffee.

Conveniently, the apartment has a book with the instructions for all of the appliances; otherwise, I’d never have figured them out. Bizarre controls, if you ask me.

I didn’t like the fact that I wasn’t allowed to not have an opinion on various things I don;t have an opinion on… You have to agree or disagree, there is no neutral to the quiz. So, my results are skewed.

You are a
Social Liberal
(65% permissive)
and an…
Economic Conservative
(65% permissive)

You are best described as a:



Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid Free Online Dating

What I found really interesting were the percentage responses on push-button issues. Looks like the country is swinging right-libertarian.

One other thing; facism is a liberal ideology, an extreme form of socialism. And what is the difference between facism and totalitarianism? And how does totalitarianism rub up against rupublican? Whoever drew the top graphic has a clear bias mixed with a misunderstanding of political ideology.

“I’ve missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I’ve lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I’ve been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I’ve failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.” – Michael Jordan

I just noticed that I’ve been on LJ for over three years… My first post was September 4, 2002.

Also, does anyone know of a tool that exports all of your entries into a text format?

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