Lego of the Moment
Yesterday slashdot linked to the Star Wars alphabet project, where a Lego builder is out to make the other "letter wing" ships not covered by X-Wing, Y-Wing, A-Wing, B-Wing, etc. This guy is an brilliant designer...it's depressing, I remember I used to want to be a "Lego Engineer" when I grew up, but now I'm stuck in "dark ages" while this guy is doing such great stuff. (You can see more at his site but it's not easily browsable.)
Anyway, his bots page inspired me to go to LUGNET and get some of the LegoCAD software going to record the design for my all-time favorite minimodels, the "techoscavanger". (In my personal Lego mythos, these were the guy who could construct and rebuild other robots and spaceships.) Really simple and elegant I thought, though its core body with studs in 5 directions and its rocket base were both relatively rare so I couldn't make as many as I would have liked...plus I couldn't find the piece that's central to its optional arm cannon/welder. Still, I'm glad to have it recorded for posterity.
Quote of the Moment
Our struggle today is not to have a female Einstein get appointed as an assistant professor. It is for a woman schlemiel to get as quickly promoted as a male schlemiel.
Funny of the Moment
Sunday night - I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment.
Conversation wasn't flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk, he agreed but he kept quiet and absent.
I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing."
I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.
On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept driving.
I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say, "I love you, too."
When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
He just sat there and watched TV.; he seemed distant and absent.
Finally I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed and to my surprise he responded to my caress and we made love, but I still felt that he was distracted and his thoughts were somewhere else.
I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.
I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep.
I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.
My life is a disaster.
Today the Red Sox lost, but at least I got laid.