1. It has been snowing off and on all week.
Last weekend, Jonathan spent a couple of hours playing in the snow, digging it with a shovel, moving it, setting up little snow fences. The blossoms on the apricot tree frosted over. The daffodils were smashed flat. The tulips hunkered down to wait out the storm.
This is typical. They'll all survive.
And so will I, even.
2. Classes are ending, and I've been trying to write a final for my graduate class.
Boo. Poor me. But that's not the worst of it. Somehow, I ended up proctoring two final exams on Saturday. Saturday? By iron-clad university scheduling rules, I must attend one exam running from 2-5pm, and one from 7-10pm Saturday. Stupid stupid university schedule.
3. I forgot what number 3 was supposed to be. Something deep and profound.
(Stupid university schedule.)
4. I have been asked to speak to a bunch of physicists on Tuesday. I last took physics in 1995. I don't know much about physics. How does one talk to physicists? Does one need special coaching for this? Today in church a man asked me about gravitrons. I don't know what a gravitron is. I do know a little about Transformers, though, thanks to the men in my life, and I think a gravitron sounds like some kind of Decepticon. From the precious little that I know about physicists, they like to talk about gravitrons and photons and decepticons, but not so much about autobots. Why do you think that is?
So far, I haven't worked either autobots or decepticons into my talk. But now I'm getting ideas.
5. Why am I writing this post instead of a final or a talk? Sometimes I don't get the way my brain thinks it works.
I blame the snow.
2 comments:
You should definitely talk Transformers to the physicists. With a straight face. While they nod and take notes.
Sounds like the snow gave you a brain freeze. Luckily, because you are you, your brain freeze puts you about on the level of the rest of us, physicists included. So you should be fine, esp. if the talk is in warmer weather somewhere (you didn't say where it was). Don't worry about the gravitron remark. He's just trying to impress you. It's like when someone asks me about a dangling participle. I have no idea what in heavens name they are talking about. Nor do I ever want to know.
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