Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Baby steps

The flight from Cheech to McMurdo went fine today. I'm getting all my "chores" done, and still need to go do Ye Olde Bagge Dragge from the MCC to my lovely room in 155 (room #127 for all you ladies out there...). The weather here is fine, so the meteo-gods are smiling on this journey thus far. I've encountered a few familiar faces, and most seem to be only slightly surprised to see me back here again. More when it happens...

"Our opponent is an alien starship packed with atomic bombs," I said. "We have a protractor."
— Neal Stephenson, Anathem