See you in the future.

I just got home from watching the baseball game and a mediocre movie with Dan Boisvert. I am soon to bed. The poster is done and, just like a final exam, I refuse to think about it for at least a day because there is nothing that can be done to change it. Actually, I was allowed to print a few drafts before I printed the copy that I now have rolled up safely in a plastic tube and I am pleased with the way out with which all those copies came. At the space science center, we have an odd sort of situation in which the people upon whom we rely the most are infinitely friendly and helpful: the man who runs the machine shop let me borrow tools within my first month at the MIRL and the man who runs the printing room forgot about an afternoon off in order to let a few of us print important posters. Maybe I got the wrong impression from that ghastly beast television but I thought that people in those powerful positions were supposed to be mean and difficult.

Take that, television! (Note: The History Channel, The Discovery Channel, PBS, NESN during Red Sox games, the Food Network, most Bravo and other honest networks/shows not included)

So like I said: off to bed. I will make an effort to keep you all up to date on the trip but I can not be sure that I will always have reliable internet (sarcastic and xenophobic anti-Canadian comments are left as an exercise for the reader).