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Trekkies, unite!
There’s a Star Trek fan convention in Indy during Thanksgiving weekend. I’m torn. Do I visit WO’s family, visit my family (or some branch of it), or go to the Trek/sci-fi convention and rest at home for the week (or go hiking nearby)? I really am torn. Christopher Judge will be there!
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Professorial sadness
I went to visit a very, very well-respected professor today to give a few ideas that I thought could improve a course I’m in. I thought I was respectful and mindful of my status as a student (i.e. not [yet] a professor and not very well educated on pedagogy). I was met with the honestly outraged, “Are you trying to tell me how to run my course?” The feeling I got was, “Who the hell do you think you are?” The prof brought up my wish to be a professor, and told me pretty firmly that I’d find things different when I was on the other side of the podium.…
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Oh, for the love of… a gas cap?
So that Check Engine light? Totally my damn gas cap not being fully tightened. I’m usually pretty careful about that shit, courtesy of watching too many Hollywood movies where cars blow up if anyone looks at the gas tank the wrong way. I was charged 30 bucks for that shit, too. Frown. While I was there, I went ahead got some other maintenance done (i.e. got some near-broke shit fixed): I got my drive and timing belts replaced. Based on a quote I’d had from about a year before, I thought I should be out $500, but it was only $300. Shit, my ass doesn’t even know what a drive…
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Just one of them days
I got a physical today, and got some surprising (but not more than vaguely scary or bad) news. My car’s “Check Engine” light turned on… and is staying on. Car problems are sadly expensive, and this one (whatever it is) will also require me to be at the shop at 08:00, and possibly to miss class and more work. I got weighed today. Frown. WO and I are both short on sleep, so we’re tired, emotional, and grumpy. Did I mention that car problems are expensive? I didn’t meditate today. I didn’t eat well today. I didn’t get any exercise today. I’m sore as hell from yesterday’s weight-lifting–my first since…
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Oh, and about those snakes
In which Travis makes an ass of himself. Continue Reading Oh, and about those snakes