Some advertising burns itself into my brain, while I remain totally ignorant of who is trying to sell what. One example is these two hilariously clueless gentlemen, whom I probably resemble more than I want to recognise.
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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
- A Dictionary of RAF Slang E Partridge. Clearly the inspiration for RAF banter.
- Spitfire Voices D Sarkar. Some pilots had very short careers.
- Algiers to Anzio with 72 & 111 Squadrons: Experiences of an RAF Officer in North Africa and Italy 1942–46 G Farish & M McCaul. “Me 109 Mk 9” Really!?
- Swift to Battle: No 72 Fighter Squadron RAF in Action, vol. III T Docherty. Better photos.
- Swift to Battle: No 72 Fighter Squadron RAF in Action, vol. II T Docherty. Disappointingly bad photos.
- Swift to Battle: No 72 Fighter Squadron RAF in Action, vol. I T Docherty. Not for the political analysis.
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.
- Piled Higher and Deeper Mike Slackenerny, that's me. Free food, anyone?
- Something positive Magical realism in a very cynical way.
- Chicken Wings It's about birds…that fly…
- xkcd Don't miss the mouse-overs.
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