I have packed something like 12 bags (works stuff) and said good by to my kitty and my GF, only thing left to do is set my watch.
Lets see, it is 7:04 here, and turn the dial to the new time which is... Uh.. 7:04.
Done.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Final Countdown
I am supposed to be leaving very soon, though I do not have tix yet...
But I was reading up on the trip and found this tasty tidbit on WikiTravel
"The general rules of safety in Kazakhstan are the same as in any other civilized country of the world. Besides the normal risk of pick-pockets, etc. The main risk is meeting a group of corrupt police; try to avoid being taken to the police station."
But I was reading up on the trip and found this tasty tidbit on WikiTravel
"The general rules of safety in Kazakhstan are the same as in any other civilized country of the world. Besides the normal risk of pick-pockets, etc. The main risk is meeting a group of corrupt police; try to avoid being taken to the police station."
Sunday, March 14, 2010
uBrew is Shaping up.
I have not shared the progress of the new bot latly, but today she made the transition from a bag of parts to something that looks like a robot!
This is as neat and clean as she will ever be. Next: Electronics!
This is as neat and clean as she will ever be. Next: Electronics!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
A Slight Mess in the Basement
So, I have been pestering my bat shit crazy neighbor for about a year about her mess in the basement:
Now, I know what you are thinking. Geezz Eel, chill out. What is the big deal?? I mean, sure she is monopolizing all of the storage space but she has been living here for a long time so that must mean she is entitled to, and I am sure that what ever is in those bags is perfectly sanitary and not moldy at all.
Well, it is true that I really don't need to use the space my self. I just (for some reason) have never collected hundreds of pounds of trash that I need to keep in my life, or under my life. The problems is this:
Ok, so that pile of garbage... er belongings... is precarious and is libel to fall at any moment, but what is the big deal? I mean aside from the fire hazard, health issues due to mold, and that she is (justifiably I am sure) monopolizing the space. Lets look a little closer:
Yup, that is the buildings washing machine and dryer nesseld in the piles of crap... er belongings.
So, to make a long story short every now angain I pester her about it. The last time (about a week ago) she yelled at me:
"Eel, I just can't deal with this right now!!!"
And stormed off.
So, yesterday, (this is what you have been waiting for, and this time I scanned the note!!!) she left a note in my mail box:
And now for the translation:
Dear Eel -
Plez Know i Knocked on your door
couple of
Nites AGo - for I wan't to reply to your inquiry -->
About Things
downstairs
I appreciate
Trying
(underline)(underline)(upsidown)!!Eel!!(/upsidedown)(/underline)(/underline)
-Always
Pata
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I am thinking of putting together a book of her writings.
Now, I know what you are thinking. Geezz Eel, chill out. What is the big deal?? I mean, sure she is monopolizing all of the storage space but she has been living here for a long time so that must mean she is entitled to, and I am sure that what ever is in those bags is perfectly sanitary and not moldy at all.
Well, it is true that I really don't need to use the space my self. I just (for some reason) have never collected hundreds of pounds of trash that I need to keep in my life, or under my life. The problems is this:
Ok, so that pile of garbage... er belongings... is precarious and is libel to fall at any moment, but what is the big deal? I mean aside from the fire hazard, health issues due to mold, and that she is (justifiably I am sure) monopolizing the space. Lets look a little closer:
Yup, that is the buildings washing machine and dryer nesseld in the piles of crap... er belongings.
So, to make a long story short every now angain I pester her about it. The last time (about a week ago) she yelled at me:
"Eel, I just can't deal with this right now!!!"
And stormed off.
So, yesterday, (this is what you have been waiting for, and this time I scanned the note!!!) she left a note in my mail box:
And now for the translation:
Dear Eel -
Plez Know i Knocked on your door
couple of
Nites AGo - for I wan't to reply to your inquiry -->
About Things
downstairs
I appreciate
Trying
(underline)(underline)(upsidown)!!Eel!!(/upsidedown)(/underline)(/underline)
-Always
Pata
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I am thinking of putting together a book of her writings.
My Visa Starts... Wait... NOW!
But have no clue as to when I am leaving :(
I have been told by one guy "Late March at the earliest!!" and another "Oh, no Mid March, definitely"
But in other news I ran a roll of film through my 35mm camera and one of the knobs is a little stiff, but other than that the thing is perfect! I forgot how good the light meter and auto-focus on it is.
I have been told by one guy "Late March at the earliest!!" and another "Oh, no Mid March, definitely"
But in other news I ran a roll of film through my 35mm camera and one of the knobs is a little stiff, but other than that the thing is perfect! I forgot how good the light meter and auto-focus on it is.
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