I am making no new years resolutions, so instead I will tell an Uncle Oompah new years story. On new years eve in 1971, U.O. was enjoying himself in Florida. It was about 11 o'clock and U.O., having power-kegged about six or seven quarts of Champagne, was feeling pretty rowdy and wanted to hear some noise at midnight. So on an impulse, U.O. drove at hellishly fast speeds up to Kennedy Space Center, and since there were no guards there that night, walked right into the control room. There happened to be an unfinished rocket on the launchpad, and U.O. started pushing buttons until it ignited. There was a tremendous explosion, and there ended up being over 16 million dollars damage. U.O. wasn't about to pay for it; he just walked out.
THIS is a collection of Journals I kept, starting in 1972. I am adding entries here as I find the old journals and type them.
(Please Note: This is in "Blog" format, so to read journals in chronological order, start at the bottom, with the oldest post first, and read upward.)