Yesterday, I got up at 2:30 to go do field work. It was nice to be out so early, when no one else is awake. Call me crazy, but there's something very tranquil about walking past the lagoon at 3:40 AM. All five of us piled into an F-150 and drove to Vandenburg Air Force Base, which is a pretty nice drive. This is where it gets interesting.

( A tale of miscommunication, Bill Bryson, Barack Obama, and military bureaucracy )

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