Oh, how I wish for free-range engineering!

As I was getting ready to type this blog, I realized something. I don't feel like I have much to type about. That's not to say that nothing goes on here at work that's funny; it's just that it's all been said before. The vending machine that is supposed to vend an orange drink gives you lemonade while the vending machine which should have the lemonade has none to offer. The new and improved water cooler still tastes the same as the old water cooler, although I was asked many times how I thought they compared. I still talk to people on the phone about as well as a moderately-trained chimpanzee. And yet, it just seems normal now. I have come to realize that I am now desensitized from all the things which I used to think were so bizarre.

On the plus side, a lamp we've made can survive -50°F, in case someone needs to go rescue some Emperor penguins or something.

Also, I'd like to mention that I'm changing my name (again). Thanks to Becky for finding me a good new name.