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I went to Noisebridge for the first time today.  It's this incredible, magical place.  After spending all day there, I still can't believe it's real.

a.k.a. "Procrastination, 21st-century style."  I wanted a new skydome for my spinny cube (think: "computer desktop wallpaper").  I've got a space theme going on right now, and wanted a simple photograph of the Space Shuttle flying alone in orbit.  Turns out there aren't that many photographs of this, probably because it was rare for the shuttle to be orbiting near another manned spacecraft.  (Although not that rare; the shuttle docked with both Mir and the ISS.

Today the Supreme Court upheld the Affordable Care Act.  Here's why it's a good thing.

This song has a story behind it.  At Roaring Camp last month, someone dropped by my camp with a gift.  Sadly, I was out, and the benificent stranger didsn't stay around long enough to identify himself.  I still don't know who it was, but he gave me a copy of a wonderful album called The Irish Volunteer by David Kincaid.  There's some wonderful music on the disc, but this one in particular jumped out at me:

This is a new thing: breaking down historical songs.  If you know me, you know I love 18th-century folk songs, particularly Irish-American songs and sea chanties.  But I've found you enjoy it even more when you understand what they're saying.  First, an old favorite, I'se the Bye.  I grew up on this song, and I used to believe that I was, in fact, the Boy.