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Rambling recollections of an aging engineer
About Me
- kai
- Back in academia after a decade in industry, with a new generation of students.
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Recently read
- Siden sammet M Lang. An impressively tangled weave.
- Tre små gummor M Lang. [Reread] And here we move into the distant past from the 1960s, with plentiful period markers.
- En främmande man M Lang. Very atmospheric.
- En kodex för universitet och högskolor: Grundläggande principer och kärnvärden T Ekberg & A Söderbergh Widding. A useful overview of how things work and what people think.
- Aircraft model special C Ellis (ed). Thoroughly obsolete.
- 112 Gripes about the French Germans are Nazis, all of them.
Places I keep track of
- IPMS Stockholm One of the best plastic modelling forums you'll find.
- Hyperscale More modelling stuff.
- Occasional kvetch Thnidu is a linguist and an old friend.
- Another CyborgManifesto Small and large, always with alarming skill.
- Aardvarchaeology What kind of archaeologist doesn't have a whip or even a fedora?
- Arkland Archaeology and random bits.
- Pharyngula Biology, politics and atheism. And eight-legged animals.
- Something positive Magical realism in a very cynical way.
- Chicken Wings It's about birds…that fly…
- xkcd Don't miss the mouse-overs.
2 comments:
Gah! Haha!
Jag träffade min kära vän Nadine igår. Hon berättade en hemsk saga men jag vet inte om den är sann: En bekant lär ha haft en känslig engelsklärarinna vars make hängt sig en gång i tiden. Enligt ryktet skanderade klassen varje gång hon frågade om de ville göra något särskilt på lektionen: "HÄNGA GUBBE!"
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