My favorite part of the questionnaire is the one asking about the employee's emotional/mental stability and behavior and conduct.

Feynman wouldn't have been able to work at JPL.

The drug use questions would have prevented Parsons from working there, and he founded JPL, while stoned on peyote lighting rocket fuel in the desert. He died blowing himself up in his garage after some Alister Crowley orgy.

And Scalia said it was absurd that someone high on marijuana could look through hubble.

Does he think hubble is on the ground where someone could get cheetos powdered cheese fingerprints on the lens? Asshat.

I'm still pissed about it.

Scalia is one person who could benefit from a fattie. What a douche.

I just think, if I'm not working on clearance level shit, get off my nut. I don't work in or near any secure shit. In exchange for money, I push paperwork around a desk. Our contract as employer/employee is now fulfilled. You don't get to ask my friends if I might like to eat pussy with teh gays from time to time as a condition of employment. That's fucking absurd. And it all flows from the patriot act.

I'd love to read a good modern biography of Aleister Crowley.

You don't get to ask my friends if I might like to eat pussy with teh gays from time to time as a condition of employment. That's fucking absurd. And it all flows from the patriot act.

Wow. Yeah.

I found a photo of my best hit from our roller derby mixer last weekend.

Nice bootay!

I was a narc buddy for an old roommate trying to get a higher clearance level in the Army (reserves). I had a somewhat hilarious conversation with someone trying to find out if he might have or might could engage in "subversive" activities. I couldn't help myself. I was like "well, how do you define 'subversive'?" The investigator kind of sighed and said something like "he didn't participate in any subversive activities, did he?" And I remembered I was supposed to be helping my friend and not arguing with the Man so I agreed.

Parts of the space telescope operation have been supposedly operated on under the influence of alcohol and ambien. And it worked, damnit.

And I'm pretty damned sure that Hubble data has been analyzed by high and/or stoned people. I know the field, I know the odds.

ION, found myself on some stranger's phone, talking to his girlfriend, picking out the mascara she wanted. It was surreal. He couldn't even figure out which was the mascara in the makeup section, even given the brand, tube color and mascara color. It wasn't hard (though she learned there were new curly options from me) but man. Dude was in for a thumping when he goes home. Simple logic narrowed it down quickly.

One of the authoritarian sorts that I work with (who I really like, good guy, just authoritarian) explained to me that it's all about security, and how if someone were to like, capture me and put me in a horrible prison and try to torture me into giving up my power point secrets by threatening to tell NASA about that time I took it in the ass from that Irish exchange student back in '93, I can just say, "oh they already know."

So I explained that if the boogeymen want me to spill secrets, they just have to take a naked pic of me in bad lighting and threaten to upload it to reddit.

Nice bootay!

Thanks! I need to work on my hip hits. I'm not very good at throwing them out there. I work with my shoulders more since I care most of my weight in my middle and upper body--but that can lead to problems if I don't watch my elbows.

I'd love to read a good modern biography of Aleister Crowley.

Or, you could read a really cool bio about Jack Parsons - Crowley acolyte and founder of JPL.