I have no take on god(s). I am all Occam's Razor about that sort of thing.

I do remember, in the 9th grade, being required to read a couple of books from the Bible (Genesis, Exodus, one or two others). I got to the end of Exodus, where Moses (the author) dies before the end of his book, and was like, Ripoff! Soooo ghost-written. Somehow my teacher did not find this a respectful approach, but then, I continue to labor under the impression that a respectful approach, in English class, can be a hindrance sometimes.

Still, it was useful to have read at least some of the Bible (although, it was sad how little of it I recalled; in college, someone had to remind me that Jesus was crucified in Jerusalem, not in Rome), because it's a cultural competence for reading so many other works. Dante's line "I am not Aeneas; I am not Paul," makes no sense unless you know who Aeneas and Paul are.

Doesn't your bank send you a new one before the old one expires?

It sure does. Which new card was sitting safely here at home. Der.

Poor, cold atoms. We should knit them a little sweater or something.

OK, now I feel selfish. I didn't even stop to consider how the atoms were feeling.

We have the big bang in a trap about 10 feet to the left of me, or so they tell me.

Do NOT cross the streams!

Quantum physics and cosmology are the closest things I have to a religion -- there is some massively weird and powerful shit out there, and it awes me.

This.

Also, the human brain, the human mind is the most amazing thing to me....

wrod.

Quantum physics and cosmology are the closest things I have to a religion -- there is some massively weird and powerful shit out there, and it awes me.

This.

Also, the human brain, the human mind is the most amazing thing to me....

DNA, and the functioning of the human body at the most microscopic, most minute levels, is absolutely awe-inspiring.

Almost?

Robin, well almost because I probably will resist the Restoration Hardware sale (and reading what Betsy wrote almost clinches it for me). The book sale is Another Thing Entirely.

I'm sick. I had the chills and then the sweats all day. It's hard to teach from 7:30 on when you feel like crap. So I left early and came home and slept for a while. I was feeling better, but now I'm getting all roogey again.

Which would be no big, let me wallow, blah blah blah EXCEPT for this problem: I have to take my kids on a field trip tomorrow.

Seriously? Field trips seem to screw up my timing more than anything else.

Please let me get better before tomorrow.

Go back to bed, Kat. You need sleep.

Yet I've already slept for 3 hours this afternoon and am therefore not actually sleepy. Maybe I should lounge on the couch and watch tivo?

I keep feeling weirdly dehydrated and yet I've had more water than I normally drink. I wonder if tomorrow, while I'm fieldtripping, if I can arrange to pass out on Olvera Street (where we are going for Cinco de Mayo) hit my head on a curb and yet workers comp?