[Image of a Cassini spacecraft model inside a black gimbal structure comprised of three concentric rings, mounted on a plexiglass stand and sitting on the corner of a desk.]
Now that I'm back at work, I present another of my Rare Objects from Space History for #tbt. This is a model of the Cassini spacecraft, mounted in the centre of what I can only think to describe as a gimbal. The high gain antenna is pointed toward the bottom of the photo. The model was distributed to instrument teams to aid them with pointing design. It can be rotated around three axes within the gimbal. Each circle of rotation is marked in degrees, so that from a set of numbers indicating its orientation (eg "RA & dec"), an instrument engineer can work out which way the spacecraft is pointing.
I have no idea when it was originally given to our team but it predates me joining the Cassini project (ca 2006).
Long but fascinating day thinking about disability and access today. The training was officially titled Building Disability Confidence and I think it definitely did that- it can feel a bit overwhelming at times talking about barriers to accessibility and how far behind organisations and people can be but today ended with almost everyone in the room genuinely feeling more confidence and having practical (and achievable) ideas of next steps.
It felt so good to be there.
And then 30 seconds at Embankment station this evening and all my "people are great sometimes" feelings melted away :-P
Thankfully Yank! The Musical
was where we were headed and that restored a lot of them. ( Some thoughts... )
And if only the theatre wasn't quite so like a sauna I'd be back there again at least once before it finished...
The Rainbows got hold of my phone this evening whilst we were out on a walk around Heartwood Forest and now I have many MANY photographs of this one carved bird from all angles... not quite sure why they liked it so much. It's very lovely but then everything else carved on this arch was lovely too!
Anyway term is over which is one thing ticked off for a bit (except finishing the accounts and sorting out our waiting list and checking everything is well for the database switchover and making sure our meeting location is updated and then visiting our new location and finding a way to make sure all our girls can get to the new location)
*takes a deep breath*
Everything in my life at the moment seems to be a long list like that and yet even whilst it makes me want to scream somethings it really is all worth it (there's nothing quite like children fighting over who gets to hold your hand to make you feel like you must be doing SOMETHING right)
How is everyone anyway? We're currently in the middle of a summer thunderstorm which (as I'm safe inside) I rather enjoy watching as the thunder rolls around us.Low pressure return, I need to stop letting DW be something I feel guilty about or pressured to use... it's meant to be FUN and useful.
DEAR HARRIETTE: I work in a typical “millennial office.” We have beer in the fridge, a frequently used table tennis table and no dress code. Most of the employees are men in their mid-20s, so shorts and a T-shirt is the go-to work look for them. As a woman, I feel like I would look silly if I started wearing dresses and more formal wear to the office even though I want to, since I usually have plans after work. I don't want to look stuffy at work, but I don't want to look like a slob when I'm out with my friends. Is there any in-between? -- No Tees in the Bar, New York City
DEAR NO TEES IN THE BAR: Get creative. You can develop a personal style that stays casual but is more dressed up than the average guy at your office. Look around. There’s bound to be someone who dresses a notch above the norm. You can also choose to dress up on occasion when you have after-work events. If somebody ribs you, tell them you have an event to attend and leave it at that. You can also bring a change of clothes to work and slip into your dress just before you head out. Most important is for you to feel confident in your appearance and clear that you can make personal choices that extend beyond the casual norm.
DEAR PRUDENCE: Recently I decided to get a job teaching English abroad. I felt fortunate to get hired exactly where I wanted to go and am now happily living in Dubai, United Arab Emirates. The problem is my parents. I knew they would be appalled at the idea of their young daughter going to live in the Middle East, even in a relatively safe place like Dubai. So... I told them I had accepted a job in Tokyo. I've been living in Dubai for eight months, and as far as I know they haven't caught on. I've made up stories about struggling with sushi and the Japanese language and even spent a fair amount of time learning about Japan to make my lie more believable. My parents don't use social media, so there isn't much danger of them finding out via that route. I love my life here in Dubai and would like to renew my contract, but I feel awful for lying to them! I also feel awful imagining how they will feel if they ever find out the truth. Please help me figure out what to do that will hurt my parents (and me!) the least.
--AN AMERICAN ABROAD
DEAR AMERICAN ABROAD: Oh, wow. First and foremost, I'm so impressed by your ability to sustain a lie of this magnitude for over half a year. This was sort of a plot on Friends, but you're pulling it off in real life.
You've probably considered your options, but let's lay them out. You can spend your life hoping they never find out. You'll periodically make up facts about Tokyo and feign a familiarity with the Japanese language you do not actually possess. If your parents ever introduce you to a Japanese-speaking person, you will be sunk. This will be a lot of work and a lot of stress, probably for nothing; they'll almost certainly find out somehow, at some point. They'll be mad at you, and you'll fight, and they'll do whatever it is that they do when they get mad at you.
Or you can tell them and save yourself years of stress every time you pass a sushi restaurant. You'll have to have a lot of difficult conversations in your life, and you won't be able to get out of them by pretending to move to Japan. That can't work more than once or twice.
So: Should you tell them while you're still abroad in Dubai, or wait until you come home? My vote is to do it now, while you're still overseas and thus harder to yell at. (I'm afraid you are going to get yelled at. That can't be helped.) There's not much to say beyond, "Mom and Dad, I told you a stupid lie because I couldn't handle the thought of your getting mad at me, and it's gone on for too long, and I have to tell you the truth."
Tell them you're not in Tokyo, get yelled at, renew your contract, enjoy Dubai and the peaceful sleep of the honest, and learn to face your parents' wrath head on in the future. The good news: This has to be the maddest they'll ever get at you. After this, everything they get mad about will feel like nothing.