Friday, May 18, 2007

I Know It Won't Fit, But...

To quote Scrivener (and I'm going to be doing that a lot):

Fucking Humanities. (although to be honest, I should have added, "Oh the Humanities!")

Here's a cartoon.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Disant Lands and More Distant Salaries

Well, I hinted over at the photoblog that I might be heading somewhere fun for the summer. Now, I'm not quite ready to give too much more info, lest I jinx it all, and because it's still not completely settled. I did get a partial chunk o' funding. I won't cover all my expenses, but most anyway. So all that's really left is getting the arrangements settled with the umm... organization over there. So, I'm optimistic, but there's still a lot of maybe hovering around.

So. Basic info:
Time: 8 week trip (plus or minus a few days)
Place: Very interesting place I've never been before, and I will tell you if I do get to go (you'd know from the pictures anyway :) )
Reason: It's vaguely academic, but I'll keep the specifics to myself.

On a side note, my roommate just got two tech industry job offers with starting salaries that I can only dream of seeing after years and years and years and years of work. Ah. Happy for him, but Ah.

Humanities. Why did it have to be humanities?

Monday, May 14, 2007

Tha's a Lotta Ocelot

I've got an ocelot Daemon. That's modest, spontaneous, solitary, assertive and inquisitive.

That's what this Golden Compass quiz told me, anyway. I wanted to read these back when I had free time, but never got around to it. No big surprise they're making a movie out of it.

What did you get?

(what are the odds I'll use the ocelot tag again? :) )

Edited: for ungolgenizing

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Happy Mother's Day

It's more than just pink bats at the ballpark, dontcha know.

Just got off the phone with my mom. She's a wonderful person and deserves more than a single day. Maybe a week or two at least. I mean she raised me and my two wild and crazy siblings, along with a rotating menagerie of neighbors' kids and they more flea-bearing variety (although the difference isn't as great as one might hope, especially where I grew up). That's got to be worth more than a paltry 24 hours. I mean, for crying out loud, Bush declared the dangerous May Day to Patriotism Day. My mom's worth more time than that little political joy buzzer is worth.

Joy and most good wishes to you mom, and Mendi-la and all the other wonderful moms out there among my handful of remaining readers.