Welcome to christmas day at Los Alamos National Laboratory. The parking lots are all empty, the streetlights are off, and there is no traffic anywhere. All of the guards look at me like I am insane and no one looks happy at all. There was a strange gathering of at least 10 guards in my lobby, where there are usually only two.

The guards now have their own copy of the access list so they didn't have to radio in to Marconi himself to find out if I was authorized. Yesterday there were a few other people working in the building; today I'm the only one. All of the pods were sealed and there were only guard vehicles in the parking lot.