Tonight I am going to an outdoor swing dance downtown. I am rather excited. One thing I am not quite so excited about is driving to Orange (an hour and a half round trip) to pick up some friends. But I think we will have a very good time at the dance, so I am looking forward to that.
The swing dance was most excellent, even though there were not very many people there. Usually these events are packed, but this one wasn’t. We had a good time anyway, though. I would have been home a lot sooner but there was a mixup as to where I was dropping off my friends, and I ended up driving around a lot. But it was worth it, because we had an excellent time.
All in all, a successful night.
I have a meeting this morning with my college advisor at school this morning to talk about my “testing strategies” and such. Although I have been thinking about and working in this kind of thing for a while, it is a little bit freaky to have this meeting; it really solidifies things beyond the point of denial or avoidance. Not that I would have been intentionally in denial or avoiding the facts, but on some subconscious level, I don’t think anyone thinks this kind of thing is completely real until it hits them in the face. So now I have been hit in the face.
13 is also a big number. Not in dollars, but in schools. Currently I have 13 schools in my application list. Hopefully I will be able to narrow it down significantly before I’m done.
$85 billion is a lot of money. I am making no judgement about the Fed’s actions in bailing out insurance giant AIG, but any way you look at it, it’s a lot of money.
As part of my Shakespeare’s Comedies class, I have been assigned to write a sonnet, and I have decided to write one about each person in my class. I have just finished the first one. I am considering reading a sonnet a week at open mic at my school, starting with this one on Friday.
I never got a reply back from NASA, so I left them another message. Hopefully this time they’ll send me a working link.
Based on my experience at the strike yesterday, and the show in general, I have created a law that applies to the use of tie line (the cord that is used for hanging cable in theaters). It is called “Harpo Jaeger’s Law of Tie Line Use” (or “Jaeger’s Law” for short), and reads:
You always need more tie line than you think, even if you take into account Jaeger’s law.
I am going to bed, and I have found a box of tissues decorated with WALL-E artwork on my bed. I do not know how it got there. Presumably someone else put it there. I don’t know why. Regardless of the reason, though, this may be the highlight of my day.
I’m back in town after the show (which was a smashing success) and strike (also a smashing success, and about as lengthy), and that same piano player is playing in the same place on the street.
Having coiled the longest S-Video cable known to mankind (125′ [to say nothing of the show or the rest of the strike]), I am very tired, and it is nice to know that some things remain the same.
…went very well. I am very excited for tonight’s show, which I think will be even better. I have worked out a few kinks tech-wise from last night’s show, and everything should run much more smoothly tonight.
Tonight’s show was even better than last night’s. In terms of tech, when you have this many variables in a single show (4 TVs, lights, sound, etc.), you can’t expect everything to go exactly as planned. So when someone says “Did it work?”, I have to think about what that actually means. I don’t think it would be possible to have a show where everything worked precisely the way it was supposed to. But tonight’s show was flawless, because the tech did exactly what it was supposed to. It didn’t get in the way, there weren’t any huge or noticeable errors, and it added a lot to the show. So yes, I think it went perfectly. And I am very proud.
I have just returned from rehearsal. Although exhausting, we got a lot of work done, and I am looking forward to opening night tomorrow. More immediately, though, I am looking forward to bed. To that effect, I will stop writing immediately.
Again with the cool one-way valve needle device. Apparently the antibody test for pertussis is unusual in that it is done in the microbiology lab rather than the serology lab like most tests.
Also, now I have a cool bandage on my arm.
Although I have long since finished the medication, my cough has persisted, so I am now at the lab to get a blood test before school. What an unpleasant way to spend a morning. At least I get to see all of the cool blood-drawing devices up close. Again.
I have been getting a TON of spam comments on this blog. They never actually appear on the site, because I mark them as spam and they’re deleted, but it has been a real pain having to go on here all the time and mark them all. Therefore, I have installed a new spam-protection device (rather Pythonesque I think; I will refer to it as an SPD). Now, in order to write a comment, one has to prove one is not a robot by typing in letters from weird pictures.
The SPD (sounds pretty weird, huh?) that I installed is called reCAPTCHA. It is very interesting in that it uses the input from the user to digitize books. The database from which it generates the weird pictures contains scans of old books; type that cannot be read by computers and so cannot be digitized. If enough people enter the same word for a given scanned image, reCAPTCHA assumes that that is the correct word. So it is both a highly effective SPD and an effective method of harnessing existing technology to do additional useful work. Pretty fascinating. And of no end of usefulness to webmasters. I highly recommend it.
If you do not understand the title of this post, watch this video.
I broke my glasses playing Ultimate Frisbee today, and when I picked them up off the ground, there was a perfect imprint of my eye on the right lens. So now, at least if I can’t see, I have a perfect replica of my eye. Very useful.
Our refridgerator has been broken for several weeks, and since our second-floor tenant moved out recently we decided to use his fridge until this Saturday, when our new one will arrive. So every time we need something from the fridge (like this morning when we were all packing our lunches and eating breakfast) we have to go up and down the stairs to get it. Coming downstairs in the morning, one is liable to run into someone carrying a plattter with milk, cereal, and turkey, all headed for the refridgerator.
Our food supply has been laid waste to this fall by a combination of moths, mice (which we are trapping with great efficiency [but still no end in sight]), and the refridgerator breaking. Today was the first day on weeks we have had cereal in the house, and last night we had our first bread in at least as long.
