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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
- Vitklädd med ljus i hår M Lang. Uncertain until the very end.
- Svart sommar M Lang. Twisty.
- Ministry of Space W Ellis, C Weston, L Martin & M Heisler. The world is more connected than this.
- Bombers in Service—Patrol and Transport Aircraft since 1960 K Munson. For my nostalgia shelf.
- French Poilu 1914–18. I Sumner, ill G Rava. Rather too short to cover the entire war.
- First World War and Army of Occupation War Diary France Belgium and Germany: 24 DIVISION 72 Infantry Brigade, Brigade Trench Mortar Battery February 1918–31 January 1919 (First World War, War Diary, WO95/2215/3) Exactly what it says on the tin, though the label is quite large.
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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