Friday
Tis the end of the work week once again. And work was “mostly harmless,” to use a Douglas Adams phrase. I listened to a little of The Salmon of Doubt tonight… because I had forgotten that it was still in the mp3 player. I think that I will buy a copy of the book.

I went to The Gateway (again) tonight, after work. I met (she’s nice and also quite easy to talk with… and witty, to boot); we had coffee drinks at Starbucks. We sat and talked for a bit – some of the stories she told me reminded me of my old retail job. I liked the job, but some of the people (customers and fellow employees)…? *shrug* After coffee, I headed to the B&N and did some browsing. I wasn’t really looking for anything in particular, but I figured “What the Hell” … and I wound up getting a magazine.

NPR/PRI
Talk of the Nation – Science Friday

  • West Nile Virus
  • “Should there be censorship of scientific information?”
  • Imperfections in Cloning
  • Hydrogen Fuel Cells

The World – Since they only keep a five day archive, I’ll just link to the main site and let you sort it out from there. You can download the mp3s of the articles. Of note from today’s program are: September 11th Films, Iraq History, Un-Islamic Dress Report and Earth’s New Moon.
All Things Considered: Fall TV Season
All Things Considered: Media Competition and Editorial Decisions
All Things Considered: Tibet – Dalai Lama
All Things Considered: Corruption at the Gates (Pt. 2)

Another Stray Toaster…
We have a couple of odd phenomena (do DO do-do-do) at work. One of the more… unusual ones involves the chairs in the mens’ room. We have two 70’s lime green swivel rockers in the “lounge-ish” area of the mens’ room. It is not uncommon to see someone sitting in one of these chairs during a break. (Not that we don’t have a fully-functional Break Room…) That, in itself, isn’t so bad. But it takes a left turn when you see someone sleeping in one of them. But wait, there’s more! We have one person who will sit in one of the chairs, turn it towards a wall or the corner, put on his Walkman® and just… stare blankly at the walls. This guy reminds me of “Pvt. Pyle” from Full Metal Jacket. Aside from the fact that this is in the restroom, if I ever hear him say “I *am*… in a world… of shit, “ I just pray that I can find adequate cover before the lead starts flying.

Peace.