Musings

First of all, I would just like to point out that whistling is rude. Just like most people wouldn't normally sing songs out loud in public, people shouldn't whistle in public. We can't hear the actual tune that's playing in your head! And the rendition of the song that's coming out of your mouth definitely doesn't do the song justice, and is mainly just annoying.

All right, now that that's out of my system, let's move on. This week has been crazy - interview, possible new plans for the summer, last minute trip to Boston (leaving in less than 5 hours), and lots of new stuff to do at work. And, I went to the Astros opening day game against the Cardinals on Tuesday! But, they lost. Oh well. I think I'll miss going to baseball games in Houston. I never made it to a Red Sox game in Boston, and the only other professional baseball game I went to was during middle school or high school. It was a triple-A team - the Toledo Mud Hens. No joke. Anyway, the point is that baseball games are cool, and anyone who's still mad about the strike several years back should get over it.

Josh asked me the other day what things I'll miss about Houston once I leave, and I could only come up with two things - the people I've met here and the weather (minus the summer). Since then, I've come up with one other thing, and that's my general proximity to the space program. Yes, I don't like my specific job, but still, there are times when it hits me that there are very few people that get to see what I see on a regular basis, and the space progam, in my opinion, is still really, really cool. The random meetings with astronauts and Gene Krantz sightings haven't been bad either. :)