Archive for February, 2010

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The balance of the universe was restored

February 28, 2010

Canada won the gold medal hockey match in the Olympics today, therefore restoring the balance to the universe needed since the US defeated Canada some days ago.

Now we can go on with the rest of our lives. I’m glad that’s fixed.

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Too good not to post!

February 28, 2010

I don’t know the source…somebody’s Twitter page. Dang clever.

Then of course there was this, back in 1998:

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Matchstick Minas Tirith!

February 27, 2010

Three years of work…this thing is impressive! See more of it here. There is a certain level of obsession, maybe, but a good one, I think!

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More reuse of technology that helps get us into space

February 27, 2010

The DreamChaser on an Atlas V

Sierra Nevada Corp., through its subsidiary SpaceDev, is designing a spaceplane based on the HL-20 design planned by NASA as a lifeboat for the ISS. The company can leverage all the design studies, including 1400 wind tunnel tests, and jump-start a design.

We need more of this. There is so much information out there, starting with the X-20 data, that can be used to build a new generation of spaceplanes. I’m glad they were allowed access to the data. That’s by no means a certainty.

The DreamChaser orbiter

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Stuff

February 26, 2010

I’ve been too busy to post since I returned after my brother’s funeral.

Still, there are little things that can make you smile.

A sad Demoncrat.

An episode of “Burn Notice” where Sam gets to do his Horatio Caine impression.

And, of course, a new Autotune the News…

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Too Late To Apologize

February 26, 2010

If you’ve not seen this…

Clever use of the tune. And spot-on. Especially with King Barak.

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Tribute

February 14, 2010

My brother passed away yesterday. He was a fighter all his life. Saddled with an immune system problem from a very young age, Greg was determined to not let it beat him. He survived supposedly unsurvivable medical problems time and time again. It finally took several, piled one on top another, to bring him down.
I never got to tell him what an inspiration he was. He would have shrugged it off. It wasn’t exactly humility; more a sense that this was just what you did – never give in to illness.
I’m going to miss him a hell of a lot more than I thought I would.