As a viscacha, I can’t claim to understand what “preparing a talk” or “attending a defense” or “de-bugging” mean (though I have some ideas about de-bugging).
I do know one thing, however, and that is that the chain of blog posts must remain unbroken. It seems like time has gotten away from the human members of this collaboration, so—if nobody else is going to do it—I’m going to have to write one!
It’s very hard to write without thumbs, so I’ll keep it brief.
Here’s a pic of my friend Carlos Culpeo, who has been hired by the MagAO-X team as the mascot of 2022A.
He’s kind of bashful, so please excuse him for not looking at the camera. You can see my apartment at the Magellans in the background at left.
And here’s the song of the day: The Time Warp from Rocky Horror Picture Show.
As a viscacha, integral and differential calculus are beyond me. However, it does seem to be spring again here in the southern hemisphere, and my calendar indicates it has been one full year since the last October 14th we saw.
(I’d double-check my facts with some of the cientificos, but I haven’t seen them in a couple years. I hope they’re doing okay.)
This means that the Earth has completed one more turn about the Sun, and the P.I. is a year older and wiser. In celebration of his wisdom, please enjoy P.I. utterances, available where-ever fine quotes are sold.
Today I saw: Laird going down. Jared going down. The sun coming up. Laird coming up. Kim and Katie going down. The ASM coming down. Jared coming up. Clio coming down. The NAS coming down. Laird going down. Jared going down. Jorge, Povilas, and Francesco coming up. The sun going down. Katie coming up. The moon coming up. Katie going down. Venus, Jupiter, and Saturn staring back at me. The twin Baade and Clay telescopes spinning silently on their mounts. The Milky Way streaming across the sky. The Magellanic Clouds shining with the light of billions of suns. Buenos noches.