November 20th, 2010

Admiral Ackbar

Indeed it's possible to dress me up

Let's test this "every girl crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man" thing:



Here's me, before heading out for my company's annual dinner tonight. Sorry about the dirty mirror (I don't have to be sorry anymore! bonnie_rocks cleaned up the photo in PhotoShop. Thanks, Bonnie!). Not sorry to see the murderous cartoon character Slit Van Winkle looking over my shoulder on the left side of the photo. Am somewhat amused by it, in fact.

There. Proof I sometimes wear a tie.
Whale fluke

We are building a clock.

My company is building a clock.

An atomic clock. A clock that'll be built inside a mountain in Texas, which makes me think of how in the novel Logan's Run there's that giant bank of computers inside Crazy Horse Mountain, but I digress.

An ATOMIC CLOCK, you guys. I'd never heard of this project until today; I was at the office providing help to a team prepping for an interview (we're trying to sell Hoffman as the company to build [REDACTED] [IN FACT NOT WRITTEN HERE AT ALL BECAUSE I CAN'T TELL YOU ABOUT IT UNTIL WE EITHER WIN THE PROJECT OR DON'T]) and Dale, a Hoffman Seattle office person I'm acquainted with, whipped out photos of the tunnel they've been digging into the mountain.

And photos of -- to add to the coolness -- a previously unknown cave inside the mountain where the clock will be installed. They found it while tunneling into the mountain.

There's a void that currently has timbers across it for workers to get over the void and to the rest of the tunnel. Dale said that eventually logistics may require a sort of drawbridge. He suggested making the bridge like a Myst puzzle you have to solve for it to move into position. I suggested making a bridge that you can't see, like in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.