VROOOOOOOOOOOOM... Pow pow pow pow pow!
That's the sound we're hearing outside today. It's the sound of the Phalanx system being tested. Those are the big guns positioned around the base that shoot down incoming rockets and mortars. They fire about 150 rounds per second, coating the sky with rather large bullets, in an attempt to blow up whatever is coming in before it hits anything. To prevent massive civilian casualties on what would be the termination of the bullets' arc, they explode mid-air after a few seconds. If you see them fire at night it looks like lasers beams going across the sky. Pretty cool. They are very loud, though, if you happen to be standing nearby.
Anyway, that was the big excitement for the afternoon.
In other exciting news (and this may be exciting only to Scott), more and more magazines are working bar codes into their advertisements, and then people can use smart phones to scan them and get more information.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/11/business/media/11mag.html
And for Ian, here are some things the cafeteria served for lunch today:
Chicken
Mashed potatoes
Chicken wings
Curry
Salad
Rolls
Jello
Soda
Cookies
And finally for Andy, I'm reading a new book.
Happy Monday, everyone!
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Oooh thank you I had not seen that article! Very cool, but it seems to me an antiquated solution to an emerging phenomenon. Print magazines are so 1999.
Your tags are very useful. I was just coming on here to look for any entries on loud noises. The Gavin Michael thing confused me for a bit but I eventually caught on. I'm still not sure how Kay Fabius fits into all this, but this is my first time following a Camp Victory blog so maybe this is just how these things work.
What book are you reading?
I'm finishing up "As Meat Loves Salt" again, and moving on to "The Lovely Bones." Both very good.
And Scott, we need print magazines. How else are you supposed to entertain yourself for 2 hours a day on the stair climber? Music doesn't cut it.
Kay Fabius is a special friend of Ian's. She is also a blogger, but she doesn't know I dedicated this blog to her. It worries me -- a lot -- that I'm quickly beginning to sound like her.
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