I was at work today. Don't I have a life? On a three-day weekend at that. When I got home, I looked up job opportunities in New Zealand. Apparently my age and degree gives me the highest score possible to get a migrant visa (of which there are apparently many available), imagine that. How tempting! No, I'm not seriously thinking about it, I love my job. But it was momentarily tempting.
One of the funniest things I heard in the last 24 hours was when we were questioning the video team (they are the ones looking at videos of the shuttle entry) about their assumptions:
"How'd you get the time so accurate on that one?"
"Well, coincidently, the video starts with a film of its owner's atomic clock"
I found it funny.