Never been one to let the carrier drop

Today, I did manage to take off and land a Cessna 172 (in MS FLight Sim 2004). The first time I tried I failed completely and the instructor had to take over. The second time I put it down, but I missed the runway by a little bit. The third time, between the lines and reletively smooth.

Next I guess I try driving, and a train sim, and keep working on that flight sim, and start writing some code again, and keep seeing the doctors, and watch and see how many days I can get on the day counter.

This is day 7. Sheer, clocking out.

I feel okay to drive today. (as you all will recall, I’m not clearing myself to drive until I can fly and land one in the simulator..)

Sheer punching in.

You know, I was thinking about it, and even on this side of myself I see the drug laws in America as totally unacceptable. There’s kind of a more overarching thing going on here, though. If a law leaves a catch-22, and someone can prove that on paper, the law should be struck. If a law leads to anger in even a small minority of the population, I also think maybe the law should be struck.

Must think on this some. Not that I’m ever likely to be in a position to strike laws, but since I get to inject memes into the meme pool from time to time, perhaps I can inject one that will reach those who are.

Left 100hz
Right 110hz
Left 220hz -4db
Right230hz -4db

Have fun.. 😉

ANd yes, I will actually even manage to put the headphones on with the left and right earcups over their respective ears. Not something Sheers are good at sometimes.

This is day 6. Sheer signing off.

Let us try to keep this particular signal (meaning me) *above* the ground plane for the time being, eh?

This may happen any time a name or named symbol appears in my journal.

I occasionally lose sight of my love for my friends, and then write bad and horrible things about them when, often, the culprit is either poor communication, or (what I perceive to be) problems in my charicter.

Specifically, I would like to apologize to Kayti, who I was ranting about over the last few months. But more generally, I would like to apologize to anyone who’s ever had this done to them by me. Please don’t let it become a bitter end.

Get Kayti to take a picture of me and Kahn for my web site..

Shelby’s got batteries again. My sis gave him to me a while ago, he’s a little robotic shell who looks like he’d be at home on the bottom of the ocean, and I wrote a really horrible essay about him, but I find that given some time, I rather love him.

So thanks, sis.

Clockin’ in.. it’s 8:49a by my computer clock, or 10:32 by the atomic..

I have this problem with setting clocks.. sooner or later, I get frustrated by the clock, because I feel like it’s turning into my enemy, and then I just start aggressively not caring about time. This, I realize, must frustrate incredibly some of my adult friends, but it’s part of how I stay sane.

Set up the old analog scope here in the office.. which is still a disaster on the level that makes me want to sob.. Man, I feel like some ice cream or somethin’.. well, let’s load some tunes up on the changer anyway..

web page to create:

My own personal feelings about earth, the best parts..