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This page stores my blog entries from June 2005. The entries are dated June 16 and June 30.
More E-mail Analysis: June 5 / Bird in the Night / Carpool Lanes / Fiction Segment Entitled, "Not of This World" Thursday, June 16, 2005 E-mail analysis for Juno address: 6/5/05 ***** As I wrapped up a cool session of Morrowind, I look at the laundry I need to fold and note the cold air flowing through the windows. It's the middle of the night, and ... is that a bird I hear singing? It is! For some odd reason, a bird is sitting out at midnight singing away. Its chirps and songs vary from moment to moment, leading me to believe that it is a mockingbird or something similar. I love those little things one can notice when all is silent. Whether it's a bird singing in the night or the sound of the wind blowing through the redwood trees in forests, those sounds bring such a feeling of peace. I think it's akin to how a person feels when standing on a beach and looking out over the ocean. A feeling that a lot of people say makes them feel the presence of a god in their lives. ***** The more I use carpool lanes, the less useful I find them to be. Pam and I carpool to work to save money on gas. I think the only times the carpool lane has really been of any help is when traffic is backed up -- something that doesn't happen once we get to the start of said lane. Instead, we get run out of the lane by others who drive entirely too fast. On top of that, it's amazing how people get mad at you and expect you to get out of their way, even though they are breaking the law and in the wrong. Fortunately, this situation allows me to "teach" others how to drive. By law, I have every right/privilege to stay in the carpool lane. Someone coming behind me too fast? I stay in the lane. Someone either not carpooling or not using a hybrid vehicle? I stay in the lane. Either case allows me to "teach" people speed limits. ***** <roughly translated> Field Note: [Day?] 1 After many attempts to find other [organisms?] in the planets far away from our home, we ran into a small blue and brown planet. Not knowing what may exist on this planet, our scientists look for ways to safely inhabit it and look around. Apparently a superior race inhabits this planet. After only a few [hours? days?], we encountered a few small uninhabited vessels. ... [segment undecipherable] ... Maybe that will help our cause.
[undecipherable] launched a probe to see what inhabits this planet. [undecipherable2] will report tomorrow on what we find. The probe landed safely, though we know not in what terrain. [undecipherable3] has taken time to figure out what to call this planet. [He? She?] wants something fitting of our race. I drafted a charter to officially proclaim this planet to be in the sole jurisdiction of [undecipherable3]. We shall have it [transmitted?] home later.
Juno e-mail analysis for June 19, 2005 / "Not of This World" Part II / Short Morrowind Update / Notes on Future postings Thursday, June 30, 2005
***** <roughly translated> Field Note: [Day?] 13 We launched a vessel towards this planet with [undecipherable #1], [undecipherable #2], and [undecipherable #3]. We sent them in their natural form, hoping they will find a way to assimilate into the natural environment. There were strange forests of [grey trees] with no leaves or branches. The crew's landing point focused on the [green] areas away from such [grey trees]. The crew's primary orders were twofold: 1) find a place within the organisms and study, and 2) report on everything they can so we can learn about them and how they'll fit into the plan. The taking of specimens for closer inspection has not been addressed.
[undecipherable #3] has infiltrated the organisms' groupings. On top of that, [he? she?] studied them in one of the [grey trees]. [undecipherable #3] described it as such: "These organisms go into the [grey trees] once a [rotation? day?]. I have not figured out much, but one thing remained clear. Each organism stays in the same place every [rotation?]. On one occasion, I saw one get up and go into someone else's place and have a rather long [meeting]. The next [rotation], that organism got to [sit?] somewhere else. This leads me to believe that these organisms find it very important as to where they get to [sit?] each [rotation]. This feels rather unusual, since each place is exactly the same." These organisms continue to baffle us the more we observe them. ***** Morrowind has been a complete blast for me. I find myself playing nearly every night without a lack of anything to do within the game. My character, a witchhunter, is now level 9. I'm a little disappointed that my mage-related skills aren't as high as my long blade and light armor skills, but I can work on that. ***** I think, due to the difficulty of me being able to gather enough segments to warrant posting anything, I'll abandon this method to something more along the lines of single topics posted every once in a while. I think that'll give a little more for readers to digest. I shall have pictures from Lake Tahoe on here sometime in July. Look for that sometime soon. At some point, I'll have to give short reviews of two albums I bought recently: Suicide Machine's "Destruction by Definition" and Dropkick Murphys' "Warrior's Code". |
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