I meant to wake up this morning at 1am.  It was too windy and I was too tired.  I finally woke up again after 4am.  I went outside and out to the robot building.  I tried to lift the door.  It was too heavy.  I had lifted it before, and it was really heavy, but, why couldn't I lift it this time?  I tried again.  nope.  It's just too heavy for how tired I am.  I summon my powers of embarrassment, that this might be the sole cause of not getting the robot working today and I try again.  After lifting it like a clean and jerk (weightlifting) I get in the building and turn on the robot and setup the laptop on a towering desk so I can get wifi signal from the house and also have an ethernet line to the robot's controller.  I am online with Andrea the guru in Italy at 5am.  Now that we have all the equipment, there is no excuse that the robot shouldn't run fine.  We just needed to diagnose and alleviate.

Frankly.  I'm too tired to write the rest..   Suffice it to say, we got the robot working and cut out a wax piece from a program today.  Huge victory.  Here's a video of the sun coming up at about 5:50am, and the towering desk, and the robot.  Good NiGHT!

~1992.  them were the days.  a few girls at school told me that shirt I was wearing looked good on me.  after that I pretty much wore it every day.  I don't know why only a few of us from our high school got to go see the senataur speak.  Hatch is up for re-election.  I don't live in Utah anymore, but I hope he gets set "out to pasture" because I don't think he was ever working for Utah.
to have hair again.  hahaha..  i don't feel like i look anything like me here, anymore.  i am trying to write a novel where i (37) battle myself (18)..  I'm pretty sure I (18) would kick my (37) butt in almost every way.