
Desert sunset with nuclear plant. May 22, 2006.
Well, I'm about to start my third night here, so I'm spending my few minutes of Recreational Computing to update this journal. The night shift here, variously described as "lonely" or "gruelling" is probably the scientific community's equivalent of the lone armyman monitoring an arctic radar station. The schedule is not so bad, though it is
confusing, going against the tide of the dominant circadian cycle, going to sleep to the sound of motel staff trooping about, pounding on doors yelling, "housekeeping!" I've taking up the task, when not checking on the health of the interferometer (variously known as "The Machine"), of cataloguing earthquakes, which disturb the Machine greatly, and of re-implementing some stuff I did in Alaska about seven years ago. I had lots of adventures last Saturday that I'd like you to know about, but I currently lack the time to write. In the meantime, to break the monotony, you can guess about / comment on
my pictures; the voice from the outside/daytime world is, you know, appreciated.