Lis's Project 365

Back home, and the rain from Baltimore seems to have followed me.

Fortunately, my office is in a wide back hallway that sees relatively little traffic, so I am able to leave my open umbrella out to dry without it being in anyone’s way.

This morning I went to Goddard for a tour they offered to informal educators. I was the only one who had traveled any distance; everyone else was local. After the tour there was a showcase of program ideas and resources, and that’s what  I was really there for.

But the tour was still interesting. We learned how they test anything that goes into space to make sure it can survive the noise and vibration of takeoff, and the temperatures extremes of space. This picture is of one of the many “clean rooms”; this object is going to be sent up this fall (hopefully) and it will be gathering information about the sun.

Today I flew down to Maryland. I’m going on a tour of Goddard Space Station tomorrow morning. I stayed with my friend Nancy, who lives about 10 minutes from there. Nancy and I went out to look at the cherry blossom, which are in peak bloom, but it was pouring out and we got absolutely soaked. We came back to  her place and changed into warm sweats and hung out with her wonderful dog, Daisy.

I have a whiteboard right outside my office. I write silly questions there for people to answer, and it’s a place where people can leave me notes. Or, in the case of my boss, draw pictures.

another crappy picture, courtesy of my cell phone. that’ll teach me to forget my camera at work.
sigh……

Look! It’s the closet in the office! And it’s empty!

We actually  made some pretty decent progress packing today. More to come…

also, I must apologize for the poor quality of this picture. I left my camera at work yesterday, and won’t have it back until Tuesday, so I’ve been using my cell phone’s camera.

A bunch of us went out to dinner tonight at a Korean place in Westboro. It’s one of those places that has the grill in the middle of the table, only for some strange reason, our server did the cooking for us. Usually, you get to do it yourself. I wonder if they had some problem where someone ate undercooked pork or set themselves on fire or something.  The food was still tasty, though.

“It’s suppertime.
Yeah, it’s suppertime.
Oh, it’s sup-sup suppertime very best time of day.

It’s suppertime.
Yeah, it’s sup-per time.
And when suppertime comes can supper be far away?

Bring on the soup dish, bring on the cup,
Bring on the bacon and fill me up.
‘Cause it’s supper
Supper, supper, suppertime!”

can’t say I didn’t warn you.

Don’t know why I was looking at the ground again today. Anyway, spotted this little arrangement:

If this were a Stephen King story, this symbol would pop up all over the place and have some strange sinister meaning. As it is, it’s probably a standard surveying sign or something equally pedestrian. 

I was walking along Charles St today when this red patch of light on the ground caught my eye. It’s from one of those emergency light posts you see in the city.