Excavation

Got up this morning at 0630 and called in sick, ate some breakfast and hauled P to the bus stop in Richfield before heading back home...was tempted to stop at McD's for some McBreakfast, but decided it would be excessive since I'd already had a couple of muffins with coffee. I wasn't hungry anyway.

Today is going to be spent catching up on the last couple of weeks' reading from the Children's Lit class, starting with The Tale of Despreaux which is reminding me of Barchester Towers as far as its style goes. People make a big deal out of "breaking the fourth wall", but reading Trollope reminds you that this was going on back in the Victorian Era, so it's nothing particularly new. Anyway, it's not a bad little book...the chapters are kind of short, but that's not too surprising for a childrens' book. On the other hand, there's the textbook for the class, but the less said about that the better.

I'm also reading China Mieville's The Scar (one of his New Crobuzon books) and 1 Maccabees.

In between the reading, I'm doing some cleaning up around here - throwing out junk mail and garbage, doing some dishes, maybe even (finally) getting the second bookshelf set up so I can empty out some more boxes and clear some more floor space around here. No plans yet for the weekend, aside from latching onto that futon and maybe a platform for it as well.

Excavation

Got up this morning at 0630 and called in sick, ate some breakfast and hauled P to the bus stop in Richfield before heading back home...was tempted to stop at McD's for some McBreakfast, but decided it would be excessive since I'd already had a couple of muffins with coffee. I wasn't hungry anyway.

Today is going to be spent catching up on the last couple of weeks' reading from the Children's Lit class, starting with The Tale of Despreaux which is reminding me of Barchester Towers as far as its style goes. People make a big deal out of "breaking the fourth wall", but reading Trollope reminds you that this was going on back in the Victorian Era, so it's nothing particularly new. Anyway, it's not a bad little book...the chapters are kind of short, but that's not too surprising for a childrens' book. On the other hand, there's the textbook for the class, but the less said about that the better.

I'm also reading China Mieville's The Scar (one of his New Crobuzon books) and 1 Maccabees.

In between the reading, I'm doing some cleaning up around here - throwing out junk mail and garbage, doing some dishes, maybe even (finally) getting the second bookshelf set up so I can empty out some more boxes and clear some more floor space around here. No plans yet for the weekend, aside from latching onto that futon and maybe a platform for it as well.

The supersonic boom should hit you in just a few seconds

Well, P is off to Berserkley for the weekend to see nornagest, which means I have the apartment to myself for a couple of days. Go me. I got a fair amount of reading done today in between phone calls, but not a whole lot of cleaning; I guess I can do that tomorrow night if I'm not all stressed out from balancing and whatever crap gets served up when I go back to work.

It was amusing in a grim sort of way to listen to Charlie Rangel calling out Hugo Chavez for dissing the President on Rangel's home turf. Rangel himself has said far worse, of course, but somehow it's different when foreign jackasses are doing it? What a novel concept. Next thing you know, he'll come out in favor of the war in Iraq. Seriously, though, listening to the clips this afternoon on Rush Limbaugh, it was pretty obvious that Rangel (and Pelosi) were just going through the motions to distance themselves from the Venezuelan loudmouth; there was none of the angry energy so evident when the two of them had been slamming W on other occasions. As Professor Death said earlier today, some of the Democrats took their smart pills today while others seem to have left them sitting next to the orange juice.

The supersonic boom should hit you in just a few seconds

Well, P is off to Berserkley for the weekend to see nornagest, which means I have the apartment to myself for a couple of days. Go me. I got a fair amount of reading done today in between phone calls, but not a whole lot of cleaning; I guess I can do that tomorrow night if I'm not all stressed out from balancing and whatever crap gets served up when I go back to work.

It was amusing in a grim sort of way to listen to Charlie Rangel calling out Hugo Chavez for dissing the President on Rangel's home turf. Rangel himself has said far worse, of course, but somehow it's different when foreign jackasses are doing it? What a novel concept. Next thing you know, he'll come out in favor of the war in Iraq. Seriously, though, listening to the clips this afternoon on Rush Limbaugh, it was pretty obvious that Rangel (and Pelosi) were just going through the motions to distance themselves from the Venezuelan loudmouth; there was none of the angry energy so evident when the two of them had been slamming W on other occasions. As Professor Death said earlier today, some of the Democrats took their smart pills today while others seem to have left them sitting next to the orange juice.