There’s no real value to any of it.

Attach free beer to point levels and watch this thing explode.

Old family recipe. Gently sprinkle 2 Tsp of turmeric on top. You won’t taste the rubber.

Firefly

There should be a Shakespeare play with that plot.

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Pretty cool that he reverse-engineered it and 3D printed the fixtures. Wonder if Adam Savage has any original SFX rigs.

Ask about ‘Independent Study’ from your faculty adviser. If you don’t have one, go to your Department head. If you don’t have that, ask the Registrar.

Independent Study means you get to propose your own coursework and, if approved, get to do it and get credit for it. You still have to deal with faculty supervision but the subject is specific to you. Think about what you would love to learn and propose a way to get there.

Just wait. It’ll all work out fine.

The cassette player in my old car had a cover that was also a display panel. It folded out, then you put the tape in and flipped the cover back so it locked, then you could play.

Got one of these adapters to plug in an iPod. Stuck it in, then went to close the panel. The wire got in the way so it couldn’t lock. No way to jam it without damaging the cable.

No return policy back then. It sat in the dashboard until the car died many years later.

That looks awesome!

A few tips, based on what has worked in our local libraries:

• A story-reading space where parents or caregivers can bring infants and toddlers to listen to books being read outloud. Librarians, parents, and volunteers take turns as book readers. Hugely popular. Absolutely packed them in. One branch even built a hand-painted replica of the “Goodnight Moon” set.

• A separate, private space for nursing mothers.

• If the budget allows it, a phone charging station.

• Space for common government forms. Applications for welfare, disability, voter, and tax forms. If you can get volunteers to help, even better.

• Was going to mention tools, but see you already have it. In ours, you can check out shovels, saws, wrench sets, gardening tools, etc, to take home for a few days. It got so popular they had to move into their own space.

We love our local libraries.

And the one time the rocket goes kablooey on its way up, everyone down the flight path will get a shower of used hypodermic needles, disposable vapes, and old appliances.

• Any work or study done during an all-nighter is a waste.

• If you meet someone and all they do is talk about themselves, they won’t be a good friend.

• Nobody really cares how you look or what you wear. And anyone who does has bigger issues they would rather not deal with.

“Did I already shampoo? Can’t remember.”

(Apply a small dab of shampoo. Foams up instantly).

“Dammit, yes.”

• Do unto others, etc…
• Don’t punch down. Ever.
• Hydration is key.

Yup. Techie, but with other interests. There are dozens of us.

Edit: gave up on Twitter and Reddit after being early adopter of both. Moved over to Fediverse and not regretting it one bit. All good.

I’m feeling attacked.

The car I had the most trouble with wasn’t because it was a bad car, but because it kept getting trashed. VW Cabriolet convertible. Bought it when I got my first real job out of school.

One week after driving it off the lot, parked on a busy city street, someone slashed the roof and tore out the stereo. Fixed it all up. Insurance rate went up. Six months later, knife through the roof AND a smashed window. Stereo gone. Switched to a removable, pull-out stereo. Still got broken into.

Had dozens of slashes/smashes. At one point, just left the door locks open. Nothing to take. Someone slept in the back seat (left food wrappers) and pilfered through the ashtray where I kept loose change.

Loved driving it with the top down, but what a pain it was to fix.

It’s the Gellert Thermal baths: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gellért_Baths

Still around, if anyone visits Budapest.

Thrice, all a long time ago:

• Driving back alone from a group camping trip. Got stuck in a freak snowstorm in the mountains, without chains. Stalled and started sliding back towards a really deep ravine. Hit the brakes, but it kept skidding through the sleet. Had the car door open, ready to bail. The car came to a stop, barely inches from the edge.

• Walked out of the shower in a towel. Faced a tweaker with a gun standing in my apartment. Demanded my wallet. Took out the cash. Wasn’t much. He paused, trying to decide what to do next. I really wasn’t sure which way it would go. He left.

• Flight instructor had checked off on doing a solo, then left town. Was nervous, but he had told me to put in the flight hours in his absence. Practicing short take-off/landings and go-arounds. Little single-engine trainer. On the first touch-and-go, I forgot to take off full flaps, which meant maximum drag on the wings. Got barely 1000 ft above ground, then the engine began to sputter. The plane stalled, and started a slow-mo, nose-down spin toward the ground. I remember stopping breathing. Then the brain kicked in. Figured it out. Recovered from the spin way too close to the ground. The most sphincter-clenching, stupidest moment of my life.