Miscellany
A few thoughts, I guess; othing terribly profound today.
I called a couple of my friends from the United Kingdom today, including my friends in Orkney. They've had quite a bit of snow in the last couple of weeks, as the most recent set of pictures on the Orkney Jar Photoblog demonstrate. There's some pretty interesting shots so far for the month of March, so go have a look; the author, Sigurd Towrie, is a pretty excellent photographer.
I got the first season of Battlestar Galactica on DVD last Friday, and I've watched a bit of it so far. The reason I like it so much, beyond being good science fiction, is that unlike most of the trip that's on TV these days, it's well written and has intelligent plotlines that explore real-world situations. This is in direct opposition to the original version of the show, which wasn't that deep. At any rate, those of you who know me well know that I have a strong interest in all things Mormon, though I'm definitely not Mormon myself. There are a number of allegories to Mormonism in the original run of Battlestar Galactica, as well as the current incarnation. The allegories within the original version of the series are discussed here, so if you have any interest in either subject, I highly recommend giving it a read, especially if you've got some time to kill.
It's hard not to be excited about this prospective position with Raytheon. It's movement in my life, it's a quantum leap in the pursuit of my long-term goals. I've got two Army field manuals to read before Wednesday at noon, but they're both fairly short, and I'm under the impression that one is just the Army's version of Warfighting, which I'm very familiar with. It's almost scary that this could become a reality.
I intended to get up early this morning, but was up far later than I originally intended last night. That early phone call led to me getting up an hour and a half before my alarm was set to go off, so I was able to finish up a couple of projects, then bike downtown to fill out my time card, deposit a check (or, if your name is Sarah Canuck or Poosh, a "cheque"), and stop by the post office to mail a few items. That's a lot for me to accomplish by eleven in the morning; very impressive, I assure you.
Tonight it's pottery painting and dinner with Mormon Buddha and Mrs. Mormon Buddha. Should be great fun. Keep kicking ass out there, folks; America needs you.
I called a couple of my friends from the United Kingdom today, including my friends in Orkney. They've had quite a bit of snow in the last couple of weeks, as the most recent set of pictures on the Orkney Jar Photoblog demonstrate. There's some pretty interesting shots so far for the month of March, so go have a look; the author, Sigurd Towrie, is a pretty excellent photographer.
I got the first season of Battlestar Galactica on DVD last Friday, and I've watched a bit of it so far. The reason I like it so much, beyond being good science fiction, is that unlike most of the trip that's on TV these days, it's well written and has intelligent plotlines that explore real-world situations. This is in direct opposition to the original version of the show, which wasn't that deep. At any rate, those of you who know me well know that I have a strong interest in all things Mormon, though I'm definitely not Mormon myself. There are a number of allegories to Mormonism in the original run of Battlestar Galactica, as well as the current incarnation. The allegories within the original version of the series are discussed here, so if you have any interest in either subject, I highly recommend giving it a read, especially if you've got some time to kill.
It's hard not to be excited about this prospective position with Raytheon. It's movement in my life, it's a quantum leap in the pursuit of my long-term goals. I've got two Army field manuals to read before Wednesday at noon, but they're both fairly short, and I'm under the impression that one is just the Army's version of Warfighting, which I'm very familiar with. It's almost scary that this could become a reality.
I intended to get up early this morning, but was up far later than I originally intended last night. That early phone call led to me getting up an hour and a half before my alarm was set to go off, so I was able to finish up a couple of projects, then bike downtown to fill out my time card, deposit a check (or, if your name is Sarah Canuck or Poosh, a "cheque"), and stop by the post office to mail a few items. That's a lot for me to accomplish by eleven in the morning; very impressive, I assure you.
Tonight it's pottery painting and dinner with Mormon Buddha and Mrs. Mormon Buddha. Should be great fun. Keep kicking ass out there, folks; America needs you.
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