        He swore, tossing the radio at a tree.  Technology, apparently, was against him.  He was shocked when, mid-flight, the radio began talking again.  Luckily for Dale, his aim was off, and the radio bounced harmlessly off the soft dirt, landing in a patch of ferns.  He picked it back up and brought it back to the table.  As soon as he got close, the radio stubbornly turned staticy again.  Frowning, he moved away, and the NOAA-bot returned.