Update

Well, I got my computer back, minus the extra RAM we bought for it a while back. It runs, but it runs slow. The applestore people said that the chip failed the test, whatever that means. Alexis was livid, but it appears to be inexpensive to replace.
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I have two more days of vacation pictures to post, and if I don't do it soon I'm going to forget what they all are. The next set is great, but I'm worried they're getting a bit repetitive. Oh, well, the point is to have an online scrapbook to enjoy and share. If someone gets bored they can skip to the next one.

I posted a snapshot from my phone yesterday, but it never showed up on livejournal. The voice posts are more fun anyway--maybe I should switch to a daily short audio message instead of a snapshot. That would create a nice reflection of my time in college, when I started as a visual artist, switched to "talking performance art" then dropped out and went back 12 years later to make up missing credits with science classes. Well that last part is sort of where this journal comes in, so the whole thing is elliptical.

I'm not making much sense; I think I'm really really tired. This would have been funnier as a mistranscribed phone post.

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Back to the Yellow Zone, I mean Yellowstone, pictures.

When Yellowstone was created as a park it was before Wyoming, Montana, and Idaho were states. Being a big area full of edible animals and interesting mineral resources that were suddenly all protected by the U.S. government, it needed protection. That job went to the army, who did the job in tents until they got tired of camping in fifty below, so they put some buildings up.

Then the Parks Service was created, and protecting the park became the job of Park Rangers, so the army cleared out to kill Spaniards or something. The buildings became a little tourist village called Mammoth Hot Springs. This village has watered lawns and a lack of predators, which suits the local elk population just fine. They have given up migrating, and they hang out surrounded by tourists (being yelled at by Park Rangers) an awful lot of the day.

( Plus there's the hot springs which are mind blowing. )