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I drove around the East Mountains and up to Sandia Peak yesterday:

Beef bites on my style once again, but he manages to do so with weblog posting that blows mine out of the water, chronicling the production of what looks like a tastier bird and honoring me with undeserved props.

I am humbled and more motivated than ever to become the BBQ commander.

You gotta have skills. You know, like computer hacking skills, eating at the original Owl Cafe skills, traveling around New Mexico doing photography skills, seeing the latest Star Wars movie at the Roswell Mall skills, etc:

A wonderful weekend. Step 1 Friday night: to the Owl Cafe in San Antonio New Mexico. Step 2 Friday night: to Roswell. Step 3 Saturday morning: to the Caverns. Step 4 Sunday morning: back the way I came.

Via Ace, quite possibly the funniest thing ever.

I got my grades for this last semester today. I'm working on a 4.0 average:

It's swamp cooler time in Albuquerque. Mine was 100% operational as of Monday evening:

"Soon to be" beer butt chicken commander is probably more accurate, but...

Sing the sweet, holy GOOG praises!

Update: I hail the Google-Overlords.

Iowahawk has the whole story. Excerpts:

News of the desecration spread quickly from Iowa to the Dakotas to Minnesota and Wisconsin, fanned by radio soybean reports and Lutheran clerics in fiery pancake breakfast sermons. Soon, enraged farm wives, clad in their traditional sweater vests and Disney jackets, had taken to the streets and begun a wild spree of destruction, overturning hundreds of rusty Blazers and Pontiac Grand Ams and hurling flaming Lladro porcelain figurines. Decorah was particularly hard-hit, as a frenzied throng of ululating Iowa women were seen looting needlepoint geese and rabbit tchotchkes from a Victorian craft shop. In a chilling moment caught on Army night vision cameras, their plus-size leader urges the mob to attack the near-by Pamida.

“Oh yahh, I tell ya what, dere’s a lotta bad stuff goin’ on in dat outfit over dere,” said a young Decorah cleric who identified himself only as ‘Pastor Doug.’ “I heard dem infidels are switchin’ da prisoner’s Leinies with Schlitz.”

In other news, Newsweek is scum.

The wettest winter in recorded New Mexico history makes all the difference in the world:

Before	After
September 18th 2004	March 13th 2005

School's done for the semester, but work is still quite hectic.

On Monday afternoon, in celebration of the semester's end, I took a day off work and drove forest roads up the west side of Mount Taylor. There was still some snow up there.

I bought a new camera a few days ago. It is dope.

I may resume blogging at some point in the near future. Potential topics:

• Reflections on the Academy (this could and probably will be a many-part essay)
• Fixing the Sprinkler system
• The Glory of Grapefruit
• My Daily Breakfast Exposed
• You Must Endure: A month in South Korea
• Dukes of Hazzard T-Shirts and the Great Bike Ride into Town
• Upload Failed: Would you like to try 12 more times?
• "Weak Sauce"
• EAI: The agony and the ecstasy
• Lameco
• Butch Fealy's Atari 2600

Feel free to vote for the topics you'd most like to hear about, suggest your own, or whatever.

I worked on the paper for my group's final ECE 536 project all day today. It's available in draft form here, but very few will find it to be an interesting read. The project's mostly done, except for Martin's C/C++ proxy code and around 2-4 hours of additional writing and editing. We present this Tuesday. Although the paper's not due until a week after, I'd like to get it turned in the same day we present, so I can concentrate on my final presentation/paper for ECE 540 during the rest of the week.

The actual application we implemented for 536 is available online here. It might be slightly more interesting than the paper, but it's still pretty lame.