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Wed. June 16, 1999
El pollo del mar
Today was a particularly uneventful (but good) day. I gazed through lists of asteroids and their various features today so that we could determine which ones fall into our criteria that need the most data. Cross-checking a few databases I found a handful of possible targets that will be in our sky while we're at Kitt Peak. Dr. Leake and Dr. Rumstay treated Erika and I to a great Mexican food place near school. I had a quesadilla that (even though I didn't ask for it) had chicken in it. It was a really great dish that I unfortunately surrounded by about a basket-and-a-half of complimentary chips and salsa. Gravity had its way with me as I found a few splotches of the tastey tomato substance on my clothes.
The after work hours led Dr. Leake to take me out to the grocery store so I could stock up on another weeks food. Luckily for me, no bottled water was on the bill for I believe there's a water filter or new pipes in this wing of Converse that make the water much less frightening. I also don't understand how thrifty a shopper I've turned out to be. The last two trips to the store have yeilded a week's plus worth of food and I've only spent about $25 each time. Watch out, ladies! This man knows how to shop!
Tonight was yet another night playing catch up on the ol' website. As I typed, watched cable, talked with Sarah, and ate dinner, this evening's sheltered lifestyle was broken by a bubbly/slightly hyper Erika knocking on my door with news that the crescent Moon and Venus were close to one another in the sky. I followed the bundle of energy outside and saw barely a glimpse of the duo through the clouds in the west. To the east, however, a distant storm lit up that half of the sky with its show of lightning. We could see nothing but the light from the storm periodically strobing over the cloud tops which didn't stop me from grabbing my camera. Although not a fruitful photo shoot, it was a lovely sight. I guess the meteorologist that was trying to break out of me as a kid still shines through now and again.
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