So, I'm trying to put together the summer semester schedule and I have adjuncts who told me not two weeks ago "Yes, I want to teach this summer. Yes, I want this course at this time on this day." And now that I've sent out my final, "You're confirmed to teach this course at this time on this day and it's going out in the registration bulletin today" they are backing out. Arrrggh. Why are people so flaky? Biscuit-heads.

My father the astronomer hates hates hates the automatic headlights. Why? Because you can't turn them off when approaching an observatory at night, thus risking ruining someone's observation (I spent many evenings in childhood creeping slowly in a dark car up iffy roads towards open domes. ) They finally had to put in a parking lot down the hill after several of the university vehicles came with this feature. It's a rare complaint, I suppose.

People, have you been captivated? The following seems, I dunno, an overstatement? [link]

And so it was on Hudson Street in Greenwich Village yesterday, where the fate of a little cat named Molly has captivated New York and much of America.

Although Roger Clark did make me laugh this morning with a characteristically cheesy "Cat Trapped Fever" joke.

ION, I meant to take some Tylenol on my way out the door this morning, but forgot in the rush. The left side of my body is apparently rebelling or something. My shoulder has been acting up for over a week, I have no idea what's wrong, it just sometimes is sore and sometimes it hurts a lot when I move a certain way, but other times it's fine. I strained a muscle in my thigh sparring in sword class last night and I've got a blister on my heel from my shoes coming untied while walking around the city last weekend. But my right side is completely fine, other than some minor bruising and general soreness from sparring last night.

Although Roger Clark did make me laugh this morning with a characteristically cheesy "Cat Trapped Fever" joke.

I was thinking it sounded like a lost Due South ep, especially after the cat therapist and the owner got in a fight.

I was unaware there was that much money to be made in the academic game to be doing that kind of thing, kat. Although, my assumption may be influenced by 2 semesters straight of OMG ACAMDEMIA IN PERIL NO JOBS ANYWHERE AAAIIIEEE discussion.

Instructions on how to make an Easter turducken. (A cadbury egg, stuffed into a Peep, stuffed into a chocolate bunny.)

xposty

We're going to Vegas this weekend! What should we do? (we haven't planned anything really)

Perkins suggests the Pirate show at Treasure Island and the Wizard of Oz display at MGM grand.

Betsy seems to think the Hoover damn is the shiznit.

Anything else?

We're seeing Ave. Q with ND and Kristin on Sunday night.

My father the astronomer hates hates hates the automatic headlights. Why? Because you can't turn them off when approaching an observatory at night, thus risking ruining someone's observation (I spent many evenings in childhood creeping slowly in a dark car up iffy roads towards open domes. )

Mine can be turned off if I want. I just leave them on the auto setting because it's easier. I didn't realize there were cars with the feature that couldn't do that.

People, have you been captured? The following seems, I dunno, an overstatement?

Considering this the first I've heard of it, I'd agree with the overstatement assessment.

The guy used netherworld in the article. That's where I stopped reading.

I didn't realize there were cars with the feature that couldn't do that.

I have daytime running lights. I don't think they can be turned off.