One more day until the days off.

[silveradept]

First - greyweirdo, there is an outstanding storytelling debt on your record involving baffling a member of the law enforcement community using a full-sized top hat and a stuffed duck. What's the story?

Second, and there's something that just cheers when I hear this - Emperor Norton: The Musical. Speaking of music, here's something of a completely different sort: deep-sea whalesong.

Tomorrow is a midterm, for which I will study more. It doesn't look like it's going to be obscenely detailed, but I don't want to take it lightly for fear of getting bowled over by it. But as of tomorrow, I'll have reached the halfway point in this semester (things seemed to have moved faster this semester as opposed to last), and will be three-quarters done with this year of graduate schooling. I've learned a lot, although I won't necessarily say that I am competent at any of the things I've learned. My grades keep coming back okay, though, so I must be making progress.

Today had some other fun days - I accidentally opened up a scab I'd received as the aftermath of accidentally touching a very hot steam pipe with my elbow last Thursday. So I had to take some unused notes and staunch the flow - I'm sure that had to be great for the people who were in class. That issue got taken care of. The one that really made me go WTF is... well, in the process of getting my vehicle in and out of our driveway configuration, I must have crushed a can of paint or something... not noticing it, I went to go change windshield wiper blades, and for one reason or another, I actually look down and notice the tire has yellow paint on it. And then I look down farther, and realize that I've been stepping in it. Yeah - that's beautiful. So I got as much of it off as I could, and I'm wondering if there are any good suggestions on how to get the paint off of shoes (there's not really much on the sides, but it's there) and possibly getting it off the tire (driving and leaving strange yellow patches may be the order of the day.) - I'd probably have hosed it, but there's no hose and I think the outside tap is off, anyway. I'll figure it out somehow. I'm just a little (okay, a lot) aggravated that there have been cans of paint sitting in the driveway that were not empty, where a car might have to maneuver over them to get in or out or up far enough. And it was yellow paint, too, so it doesn't exactly match the decor or either my shoes, my tires, or any part of the car that might have gotten some on it. And I still didn't change the windshield wiper cartridges - for as much as the pictures are supposed to be clear, they aren't. So maybe I'll have to watch it happen once, and then I will understand. Still so much more to learn about the world outside...

Ah, well. Tomorrow is one more day, and then things are finished for a bit.

Comments

[greyweirdo.livejournal.com]

hand hurts, type story later.

[the-dagda.livejournal.com]

They damn well BETTER be praising our one and only Emperor Norton, Sovereign of America and Lord Protector of Canada and Mexico....at least I think it was Lord Protector...I remember something like that being in his title...

What they really need to do is rename the Golden Gate Bridge after him as he DID order its construction. v(It'll never happen, but it's a nice thought.)

[silveradept]

It would suit the perception of California (the land of fuits and nuts) to rename the bridge. And we really hope this musical turns out to be, and to be great.